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nerdherdchuck) wrote2007-11-25 01:58 am
nerdherdchuck) wrote2007-11-25 01:58 am
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Tis the Season and all that! Let's have some fun before pre-Christmas retail and planning drives us all batty And since we all know it's better to give than to receive...
Post the name of your character here and Chuck will give you a Christmas gift! I'll write what he gives you and how he gives it to you!
ETA: I'll get to all requests. Might take a couple days depending on work though!
For my own reference, requests completed for: Rogue, Anna, Hiro, The Doctor, Maya and Jack.
Post the name of your character here and Chuck will give you a Christmas gift! I'll write what he gives you and how he gives it to you!
ETA: I'll get to all requests. Might take a couple days depending on work though!
For my own reference, requests completed for: Rogue, Anna, Hiro, The Doctor, Maya and Jack.
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Um...what sorts of things does the Doctor like?
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And the Doctor likes a number of things, including bananas, chucks, traveling, and saving the universe.
This is really just proof that Chuck and the Doctor need to hang out.
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And Chuck meeting him would be fun. Given how much Chuck loves sci-fi, he'd just be in awe.
Okay I'll definitely try to come up with a gift soon!
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Chuck and Casey were just about to reenter the Buy More. Chuck had needed to buy himself a new pair of shoes so on his lunch break, he had gone to do so while Casey followed him. Upon returning, they saw something strange on the other end of the parking lot.
“What the hell is that?” Casey asked as he motioned towards the strange object.
“It looks like…a phone booth?” Chuck answered just as puzzled.
“Phone booths just don’t appear in the middle of a parking lot, moron.” He paused and then said to Chuck, “I don’t know what that is, but something is going on here.”
“I’d say so, especially since someone is walking out of it.”
Casey looked at him, then back across the parking lot and saw that he was right. “Stay here,” he commanded. He walked briskly towards the stranger and greeted him with a sort of defensive, “Hi.”
The stranger looked at him curiously. “Hello.” He kept walking and now was heading towards Chuck. This did not sit well with Casey who kept following the stranger until he stopped in front of Chuck. The stranger pointed at Chuck’s shoes and then at his own.
“Hey we have the same type of shoes!” Chuck exclaimed.
“Chuck-“ Casey began.
“We do! Where did you get those?” the stranger asked. “And is your name Chuck? Just like these shoes?”
“So now that you know his name,” Casey began, “What’s yours?”
“I’m the Doctor,” the stranger replied.
“Uh-huh,” Casey grunted.
Chuck was about to ask the Doctor something when Casey shot him a glare that Chuck correctly read as, “Shut up.”
“And you are?” asked the Doctor as he pointed to Casey. But a moment later, he said, “Oh! It says ‘John’ right on your nametag. Hello!” He then turned towards Chuck and asked, “What’s in that bag you’re holding?”
Chuck opened the bag and showed the new pair of shoes he bought.
“Oh a new pairs of Chucks I see. Where did you get them? I could probably use another pair.”
Chuck put the shoes back in the bag and was about to speak when all of sudden, Casey growled, “You want ‘em? Here!” He then took the bag from Chuck and gave it to the Doctor.
“I couldn’t-“ the Doctor began.
Casey glared at Chuck, pulled him close and then whispered to him, “Make this weirdo go away and let’s get out of here.”
“No, uh really. They’re a gift. Merry Christmas!” Chuck said cheerfully.
“Well, perhaps if they don’t fit someone out in the cosmos-“
“The cosmos?” Chuck asked, beaming. “What-“
But before Chuck could say anything more, Casey dragged Chuck back into the Buy More, barking at him, “Lunch break’s over. Back inside.”