Microfics

[ShipsCat]

I haven't been doing many of these, so I thought that I'd just put them in one thread.  Farscape is owned by Henson et al-No harm intended and no money made.

This was the June 4 2007 microfic. The subject was Scarrens. Post-Bad Timing, rated G.

Big Bad Lizard

Pennoch was in his ship, surrounded by water, surprised to wake up alive.  He felt strange, his guts twisting and his mind and body expanding. Going through the wormhole had changed him. Or maybe this place had. His instruments detected some residual radiation here. Soon, his ship burst around his expanding body and the water came flowing in.

Still surprisingly alive, he walked through the ocean floor and found land, occupied by miniature Peacekeepers.

He interrogated the first Peacekeeper he encountered but his heated breath made the tiny man burst into flames. Angry,  powerful, he stomped the first building he saw. Then another...

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[ShipsCat]

Jul 3, 2006. The subject was nonverbal expressions of love.

Cute Factor


Frell! He had hoped that he had slipped it into his pocket unobserved. It was obvious now that he had been unsuccessful.

Isn’t this what Crichton was always going on about? Doing the right thing, even at some unimaginable cost to one’s self?

The big blue eyes-the outstretched hand-how could he ignore them?

He reached his small green hand slowly and reluctantly into the folds of his robe, wondering how large a being had to be for cute to no longer factor in.

He carefully picked the lint off and even mustered up the brave ghost of a smile.

"Here, kid, you can have my last piece of candy."

[ShipsCat]

Cute Factor....very nice short indeed! You have to luv Rygel getting manipulated a bit! Well done and thanks for sharing!;)

[ShipsCat]

Thanks, Capt.31.

This is the June 19th Microfic. The topic is medical procedures. Post PKW, and PG for adult subject.


Alien Procedure



"You do WHAT on earth?" Aeryn yelled at him, causing little D to waken and cry. She grabbed and held him protectively. "That's barbaric! And I thought Peacekeepers committed atrocities. "

"Okay." John conceded quickly. "We won't."

But John couldn't help but worry when he changed D's diapers. He just looked..odd. Maybe incubating in Rygel or mixing Sebacean and human genes had mutated him. This time when he suggested going to the Diagnosan, Aeryn saw his concern and agreed.

The diagnosis made John's cheeks turn pink. "Your son is fine. That's what little boys look like unaltered."

[ShipsCat]

Really enjoyed this view.....of a culture specific issue that might be misread by some one not totally familiar with their spouses species history! The thought that Aeryn is the one that is agast with the procedure....especially considering Peacekeeps practices and view of the individual. Very nicely done.....luv Mom Peacekeeper holding her child and laying down the law! Thanks for the tale!;)

[ShipsCat]

April 18, 2008. Translator Microbe Mishaps.

Accuracy in Translation

"I am so lonely. I haven't seen anyone in a long time. I wish someone would hold me.

Please, please, hold me! I love you. I need you. HOLD ME!!!!! Oh, that's so much better.

Oh, yes. So soft and warm. I'm going to lay my head on your chest. What's that soft thing? Breast! Yeah! Oh, goodie. I'm hungry.

Get those clothes off!

Yum. Yum. Yum."

"Okay, Aeryn, I have to admit it,"  John confessed. "It creeps me out a little bit, but translator microbes do make this parenting bit a little easier. "

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June 27, 2008. The topic was first encounters.


First Impressions


"Their skin is pale, like a marshworm," Bishan whispered as the two cousins huddled under the blankets, not sleeping. "And they hardly have eyebrows at all."

"Is it true that they have only one stomach?" Rygel asked in horror.

'You can't tell from the outside, " Bishan nodded sagely, "but you'll see tomorrow."

Washed, pressed, and trimmed, he was paraded in front of them with the other Royal children. As his eyes went up and up forever, he gasped and ran. As fast as his little legs could carry him.

Bishan  found him under the covers, sobbing. "You didn't tell me Peacekeepers were so TALL!"

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Written for the Fourth Beach Bash Microfic Challenge. Posted September 3, 2008. The challenge had to include a critter, monster of monster movie.

The Curse



He raced back to his room, horrified that Moya’s passengers might see what he had hidden from them for cycles. He couldn’t keep the secret forever, with the curse happening every month.

The pain of transformation! It hurt when the hair came out, his nails and teeth grew, and his body shifted and elongated to this hideous form. The worst part, though, was not remembering.

As he returned to his small green state, his fears were confirmed. His room was clean, stashed food taken back to the pantry, and jewels snurched from Zhaan returned.

If he had known, he would never have bitten that frelling hooman.