Fic: Confessions and Crocodiles

[thisbluespirit]

Story: Confessions and Crocodiles
Author: lost_spook
Rating: All Ages/PG
Word Count: 2143
Characters/Pairings: Tenth Doctor, Lynda Day
Warnings: MAJOR spoilers for the final episode of Press Gang (also spoilers for S1 eps 'Monday-Tuesday' and 'Shouldn't I Be Taller?'). (Post Waters of Mars for Ten.)

Summary: Either the Doctor is having a nightmare featuring an odd girl in pyjamas, or Lynda Day is having yet another weird dream, this one involving a chatty, skinny guy... or something even stranger is going on this time.

This one was brought about by a suggestion from pitry. However, I am an evil person, who then wrote a spoilerish fic. Plus, it was going to be very bleak and dark, and then ended up... not. (As ever with me!) However, I wrote it anyway. (It's been okayed onto Teaspoon already.)

Comments

[pitry.livejournal.com]

Oh, trust me. There are days I'm dying for a spamming of my flist. Especially by lovely fic. If I ever start watching too many people/ comms and it becomes a problem I'll probably turn it off, but I friended it exactly for the possibility of being flooded by interesting things to read when Mongolian becomes too much of a disaster! :) Unless you'd rather it be kept off the radar and people's flist?

Hmmm... darkness-wise, I accept that there's darkness in that episode - it definitely sounds like it! Just like there's a lot of darkness in Waters of Mars. I think it's the connection between these two events that works and gives it the hints of darkness though. It's like Lynda says, she automatically assumes she's going to hell and so does the Doctor - which tells you quite a disturbing thing (and I admit not to know about Lynda but definitely IC and making complete sense with the Doctor) about the characters - and then Lynda's complete rational attitude about the whole thing! :)

(GAH. I should never have said a word. Teaspoon is already off again :( )

[thisbluespirit]

Okay, then. Just thought I'd warn you, as currently I either forget about it, or spam it, and, of course, it's pretty much all old things. No, I don't mind people reading it; I was just waiting till I'd got more of the backlog of stuff on there before letting people know of its existence. :-)

Thanks again for your compliments there. I'm glad the point I wanted to make still came across, because that was really it, but I thought I'd kind of missed the mood somehow, but I got the fic to the point where I liked it anyway...

Oh no!! :-( Bad, bad Teaspoon. Or bad internets, whatever is behind it. You know, it sounds like the Evil Plot of the Master.