Where Do Babel Fish Go When They Die?
A tribute to Douglas Adams, and Romana is there too. Yay!
Lost Luggage and Lost Souls
Seven is my favorite Doctor. Ace is my favorite companion. This looks at both of them from the outside. It's made of utter brilliance. There is some swearing.
Most Likely Kill You In The Morning
This fic drew me in because of the title. If you don’t recognise it, it’s from The Princess Bride. I feel the need to put the quote that is at the beginning here.
“Finally, Roberts decided something. He said, "All right, Westley, I've never had a valet. You can try it for tonight. I'll most likely kill you in the morning." Three years he said that. "Good night, Westley. Good work. Sleep well. I'll most likely kill you in the morning." It was a fine time for me. I was learning to fence, to fight, anything anyone would teach me. And Roberts and I eventually became friends. And then it happened.”
This is what happens if the Doctor never came back from Girl in the Fireplace. Rose takes up his occupation, and meets old friends of his. It’s delightfully creepy and some bits will make you sob your eyes out. All of this author’s stuff is great, to be honest.
Fearful Symmetry
Oh wow. Where do I start? Looking at this fic again, I must say it is the best ever 11 fic I have read. The mystery character that I won’t tell you about otherwise it’ll ruin it is characterized perfectly. You’ve got the Doctor running in on Amy and Rory having... romantic... moments... and him attempting to wear a top hat. Brilliant dialogue, snappy and perfect, and I would like to submit this short section as proof.
“Oh my God…” Amy stared at the Time Lord in quiet horror: “What is that, that thing?”
“What?” The Doctor gaped in alarm and turned to look behind him. “Where? A thing in the TARDIS?” He ran around the console, flapping at every nook and cranny he could see in an effort to flush the interloper out: “Get out of it, thing! Go on! Bad thing! Naughty thing!”
“No,” Amy groaned, pointing at him; “on your head.”
“Oh, this?” The Doctor stopped and beamed, running a finger around the brim of his headgear with obvious satisfaction: “This old thing? Didn’t I tell you? I wear a top hat now. Top hats are—”
“No,” Amy told him, adamantly.
“Blimey, Rory,” said the Doctor, turning to his other companion for support. “Back me up here!”
“I…” Rory opened his mouth to speak, closed it again and then shook his head: “No, she’s right, it’s horrible. A bit like this shell-suit.”
“You’re only saying that because you’re scared of her,” the Doctor told him.
“No, I’m…” Rory hesitated again before nodding wretchedly. “Yeah. Yeah, I am.”
You also have the best plot this side of canon that can ever be done. READ IT.
An Entirely Serious and Probable Story About Eyebrows and Bananas - AKA: The Continuing Adventures of Doctor Idiot (And His Wise and Not At All Homicidal and Bananas Mistress)
Something cheerful! Spoilers for the ending to Season 8. It will make you laugh so darn hard....
The Science-y Girl and the Curator
Something sweet and fluffy. A look at the Curator's life with Osgood as his companion. It also explains quite a lot while still keeping it a mystery.