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alcesverdes) wrote2012-09-16 01:09 pm
alcesverdes) wrote2012-09-16 01:09 pm
[Crossover] Doctor Who / Lilo&Stitch
Title: On Vacations! III
Fandom: Doctor Who/Lilo & Stitch
Characters: The Eleventh Doctor, Jumba Jookiba, Pleakley, Lilo, Nani, Stitch, David, Gantu
Rating: G
Length: ~600 words.
Summary: The Doctor needs Jumba's help to stop a catastrophe, and Jumba wants a little something in return.
Spoilers: None.
Author's Note: Written for the "Shower / Bath" prompt of the![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
cottoncandy_bingo
Part I | Part II
The Doctor was a little ashamed of himself. He should have not only foreseen this problem from day one, but he should have fixed it by now. It was a big inconvenience and it made them lose precious time.
"You should have more bathrooms," Lilo said, all serious, the way she addressed all serious matters. She was already bathed and dressed, since she was one of the earliest risers on board.
"It usually isn't necessary," the Doctor replied. He was the last in the line. It seemed appropriate, since he was the host. "Is it normal for Pleakley to take this long?"
"Yep," the child replied.
The Doctor sighed. Lilo patted his leg.
"It's okay," she said. "Stitch is small and he has six arms, so it doesn't take him long to shampoo himself. And he promised he wouldn't play in the bathtub."
The Doctor sighed again.
"Oh, but it's worth it," Jumba, who was right in front of him, added. "The fruity shampoo he uses is quite good. We could even use him as a ship freshener! That was an unintended side effect from the genes I used to get his fur, but who's complaining?"
"Who's complaining, really," the Doctor repeated. He made a pause. "So, out of curiosity, what other unintended effects you got there?"
Jumba shrugged. "In Stitch? Well, that he developed empathy and a conscience was also a surprise."
The Doctor smiled. "I see."
While they were talking, Pleakley finally came out from the bathroom, so Stitch went it.
The rest kept on waiting and talking.
Finally, everyone of them was ready for breakfast. Which was good, since Lilo was starting to complain she was hungry. With Stitch's list in hand---which at the end had been less terrible than the Doctor had feared, since all the planets there were in one side of the galaxy---the Doctor selected a nice, urban restaurant in an industrial planet. He'd never been there, but he'd read good reviews of both the planet and the restaurant, which was on top of one of the tallest buildings in that particular city.
"I reserved the table with the best view," the Doctor announced when they went inside.
"I want next to the window!" Lilo said. Stitch followed her. The rest were right behind them.
"It's beautiful!" Nani said as he looked down from the window. The city below them was huge and it had many factories, but everything was clean, each building was unique in its design and had least one patch of green somewhere, and bright colors seemed to be a popular choice.
"People here are mindful of the image they project," the Doctor said.
"That sounds familiar," David said. "It's all business at some point, isn't it?"
"Not everything," the Doctor protested.
"Nani, can I have some coffee too?"
Nani rolled her eyes and went to her little sister. "Lilo! We've talk about this!"
"Excuse me, sir," a waiter said to the Doctor, "could you please tell your companions that our salad bar isn't a wig store?"
The Doctor then realized they'd lost track of Jumba and Pleakley. "Well, that's your fault for selling salads that look that wigs, isn't it?" he said, but he went to look for them.
Half and hour later, the group was eating something that looked like scrambled eggs at a street stand, since the Doctor had been right and the salads did look like wigs, and he couldn't help himself.
But they had a great time anyway. Who needed those fancy restaurants when you had people to try wigs with.
(And Lilo got to take a sip from Stitch's cup of coffee. She didn't like it, so she went back to her milk.)
An excellent morning, all in all.
Fandom: Doctor Who/Lilo & Stitch
Characters: The Eleventh Doctor, Jumba Jookiba, Pleakley, Lilo, Nani, Stitch, David, Gantu
Rating: G
Length: ~600 words.
Summary: The Doctor needs Jumba's help to stop a catastrophe, and Jumba wants a little something in return.
Spoilers: None.
Author's Note: Written for the "Shower / Bath" prompt of the
cottoncandy_bingoPart I | Part II
The Doctor was a little ashamed of himself. He should have not only foreseen this problem from day one, but he should have fixed it by now. It was a big inconvenience and it made them lose precious time.
"You should have more bathrooms," Lilo said, all serious, the way she addressed all serious matters. She was already bathed and dressed, since she was one of the earliest risers on board.
"It usually isn't necessary," the Doctor replied. He was the last in the line. It seemed appropriate, since he was the host. "Is it normal for Pleakley to take this long?"
"Yep," the child replied.
The Doctor sighed. Lilo patted his leg.
"It's okay," she said. "Stitch is small and he has six arms, so it doesn't take him long to shampoo himself. And he promised he wouldn't play in the bathtub."
The Doctor sighed again.
"Oh, but it's worth it," Jumba, who was right in front of him, added. "The fruity shampoo he uses is quite good. We could even use him as a ship freshener! That was an unintended side effect from the genes I used to get his fur, but who's complaining?"
"Who's complaining, really," the Doctor repeated. He made a pause. "So, out of curiosity, what other unintended effects you got there?"
Jumba shrugged. "In Stitch? Well, that he developed empathy and a conscience was also a surprise."
The Doctor smiled. "I see."
While they were talking, Pleakley finally came out from the bathroom, so Stitch went it.
The rest kept on waiting and talking.
Finally, everyone of them was ready for breakfast. Which was good, since Lilo was starting to complain she was hungry. With Stitch's list in hand---which at the end had been less terrible than the Doctor had feared, since all the planets there were in one side of the galaxy---the Doctor selected a nice, urban restaurant in an industrial planet. He'd never been there, but he'd read good reviews of both the planet and the restaurant, which was on top of one of the tallest buildings in that particular city.
"I reserved the table with the best view," the Doctor announced when they went inside.
"I want next to the window!" Lilo said. Stitch followed her. The rest were right behind them.
"It's beautiful!" Nani said as he looked down from the window. The city below them was huge and it had many factories, but everything was clean, each building was unique in its design and had least one patch of green somewhere, and bright colors seemed to be a popular choice.
"People here are mindful of the image they project," the Doctor said.
"That sounds familiar," David said. "It's all business at some point, isn't it?"
"Not everything," the Doctor protested.
"Nani, can I have some coffee too?"
Nani rolled her eyes and went to her little sister. "Lilo! We've talk about this!"
"Excuse me, sir," a waiter said to the Doctor, "could you please tell your companions that our salad bar isn't a wig store?"
The Doctor then realized they'd lost track of Jumba and Pleakley. "Well, that's your fault for selling salads that look that wigs, isn't it?" he said, but he went to look for them.
Half and hour later, the group was eating something that looked like scrambled eggs at a street stand, since the Doctor had been right and the salads did look like wigs, and he couldn't help himself.
But they had a great time anyway. Who needed those fancy restaurants when you had people to try wigs with.
(And Lilo got to take a sip from Stitch's cup of coffee. She didn't like it, so she went back to her milk.)
An excellent morning, all in all.
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