Drabble: Knot
Jul. 8th, 2007 09:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nonelvisThis will be it for the fic for a while, at least until the miscellaneous notes I have coalesce into an entire story.
Title: Knot
Character/Pairing: Jack Harkness and assorted consenting adults
Rating: PG
Word count: 117
Summary: A long day on the job, unexpected visitors, and home appliances just don't mix.
Disclaimer: Not mine, obviously.
Author's Notes: This is what my brain gets up to at 4am -- not quite crack!fic, but very close. Special thanks to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
platypus for a quick read on this today.
After a long day's work at the sonic weapons factory in Villengard, Leon arrives home to a symphony of moans, grunts, and other unidentifiable sounds.
He finds his wife, his mother, his neighbour, his neighbour's wife, and another man, chiseled and handsome, tangled together in the centre of the living room. And is that his hair dryer in there?
An arm extends in greeting from the Gordian knot on the floor. "Captain Jack Harkness," says the handsome man. "Pleased to meet you. We could use a sixth." A few seconds later, the hand, unshaken, returns to the knot. It's needed elsewhere.
Leon backs away slowly, closing the door behind him.
He never uses a hair dryer again.
Title: Knot
Character/Pairing: Jack Harkness and assorted consenting adults
Rating: PG
Word count: 117
Summary: A long day on the job, unexpected visitors, and home appliances just don't mix.
Disclaimer: Not mine, obviously.
Author's Notes: This is what my brain gets up to at 4am -- not quite crack!fic, but very close. Special thanks to
platypus for a quick read on this today.After a long day's work at the sonic weapons factory in Villengard, Leon arrives home to a symphony of moans, grunts, and other unidentifiable sounds.
He finds his wife, his mother, his neighbour, his neighbour's wife, and another man, chiseled and handsome, tangled together in the centre of the living room. And is that his hair dryer in there?
An arm extends in greeting from the Gordian knot on the floor. "Captain Jack Harkness," says the handsome man. "Pleased to meet you. We could use a sixth." A few seconds later, the hand, unshaken, returns to the knot. It's needed elsewhere.
Leon backs away slowly, closing the door behind him.
He never uses a hair dryer again.