Blame fba for the plot bunny. 180 words, Whoniverse, set during 'Turn Left'. All characters are the property of the BBC, and no profit is being made from this work. Spoilers for 'Turn Left'; warning for angst.

( Last Call )

Ficlet set in Jo Walton's Farthing universe; no real spoilers for the book beyond knowing that it's set in an AU where Britain negotiated a peace deal in 1941 that left Hitler in charge of mainland Europe. The Chalet School belongs to the estate of Elinor M Brent-Dyer, the Farthingverse belongs to Jo Walton. No copyright infringement is intended, and no profit is being made from this work.

( The Chalet School and Peace )

Buffy/Chalet School crossover, set immediately after the ends of Buffy season 6 and about Prefects of the Chalet School. Buffy the Vampire Slayer belongs to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy, the Chalet School belongs to the estate of Elinor M Brent-Dyer. Previous parts: 1, 2, 3.

( A New Spell, part 4 )

More crackfic: Heroes this time. It all belongs to someone else. Vague spoilers to 1.17 ("Company Man"); please don't mention anything after that in comments.

( Sometimes, my brain worries me )

Prompted by this comment of nineveh_uk's in hp_britglish. The Archers belong to the BBC, Harry Potter belongs to J K Rowling and Will Grundy's forelock-tugging belongs in the nineteenth century.


Lynda Snell was deeply disgruntled to find her path blocked by William Grundy.

'Let me through! This is a public footpath, and Brian Aldridge has no right to deny me access.'

Will looked uncomfortable. 'I know that, Mrs Snell. It's just that this lot he's got in for the shoot, they're a bit - strange - and they asked me and Mr Aldridge specifically to make sure no-one came near. They even bought their own beaters, said they didn't need ours. My dad was well narked to lose out on a day's pay. They're a dead funny lot - all dressed up in these long robes. I reckon it must be the Masons or something. I really can't let you through.'

Lynda sniffed artistically. 'What nonsense! If you won't let me through I shall have to complain to the council, and I'm quite sure Brian wouldn't want all that trouble just to stop me taking a short cut on my morning constitutional. I'll be off his land in five minutes, and no-one will be any the wiser.' She stalked past the still-protesting Will and carried on her way.

It was odd, though, that she hadn't heard any shots, although who knew what the Masons got up to? She could hear voices shouting nonsense words. Perhaps it was some kind of secret ceremony. And you did hear all sorts of rumours. Surely it was a public-spirited citizen's duty to investigate and expose any nefarious practices that might be going on?

She left the path and crept through the undergrowth towards the voices. What was that? Abracadabra? How ridiculous!

She never even saw the bolt of green light that hit her.

Because I seem to like taking my titles from Billy Bragg lyrics...

Doctor Who, minor spoilers to 'The Sound of Drums', same-sex theme but no actual smut. All characters belong to the BBC; no copyright infringement is intended and no profit is being made from this.

( The Meaning of Unrequited )

The first part of a Buffy/Chalet School crossover that I got the idea for a couple of weeks ago. Set immediately after the end of Buffy season 6 and about 45 years after Prefects of the Chalet School. Buffy the Vampire Slayer belongs to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy, the Chalet School belongs to the estate of Elinor M Brent-Dyer.

( A New Spell, part 1 )