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Title: devil's in the house of the rising sun
I've been horribly sick for the last couple of days, so I've struggled to get anything of note done. Which is bad, because the deadline for iddyiddybangbang is fast approaching and I'm nowhere near done. On the other hand, it turns out that high fevers make for interesting dreams, and the one I had last night was particularly wonderful, so I decided to convert it to fic form. I don't feel like I quite captured how great this particular dream was, but it's close enough that I feel happy enough sharing it here. Not sure about AO3 or anywhere else, though - not yet.
Please feel free to picture this all taking place in a dusty old road cafe somewhere in West Virginia - which really is nowhere near where I live, but it's close enough for the mood I have in mind.
( Well, the Doctor went down to West Virginia... )
Length: 2937 words
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Doctor Who,
Rating: Gen
Warnings: None
Characters: Seventh Doctor, OFC (it's literally just a self-insert)
Summary: It was one hell of an incredible spoon performance. He's one hell of a guy.
I've been horribly sick for the last couple of days, so I've struggled to get anything of note done. Which is bad, because the deadline for iddyiddybangbang is fast approaching and I'm nowhere near done. On the other hand, it turns out that high fevers make for interesting dreams, and the one I had last night was particularly wonderful, so I decided to convert it to fic form. I don't feel like I quite captured how great this particular dream was, but it's close enough that I feel happy enough sharing it here. Not sure about AO3 or anywhere else, though - not yet.
Please feel free to picture this all taking place in a dusty old road cafe somewhere in West Virginia - which really is nowhere near where I live, but it's close enough for the mood I have in mind.
( Well, the Doctor went down to West Virginia... )
