That's Right, Aliens
Jul. 21st, 2008 09:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
flwrpwr_vampyreTitle: That's Right, Aliens
Pairing: None
Rating: PG
Warnings: None, this is just crack
Disclaimer: I obviously don’t own Heroes.
Summary: So the future pretty much sucked.
Notes: Sequel to Really, Why Didn't Someone Just Lock Peter Up and prequel to The Battle Was Not Going Their Way. Beta'd by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
flying_monkees and thepansythug and written for the ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
mission_insane prompt Aliens Made Them Do It.
So the future pretty much sucked. Even Sylar couldn't think of anything to say to the fact that aliens had made lettuce into weapons because it was the only thing that no power would work on. Peter had been very bitter that this was what made Sylar shut up, a fact that he kept bitching about. Loudly. Jessica had come out and knocked him unconscious, then looked nonplussed back at everyone's startled faces.
“What?” She shrugged. “One more whiny word out of him and I was going to rip his tongue out. I figured you guys would appreciate my compromise.”
They'd been rescued by a group of people who could only be called rebels. A fact that West had enthused about until Claire threatened to sic Jessica on him. They'd glared at each other with a venom that only broken-up teenagers could muster and Matt had whispered to Mohinder that Molly was never allowed to date. Mohinder had heartily agreed.
And since Peter for some reason couldn't time travel back, they were stuck. Sylar was the one who said what most of them were thinking.
“Well, if we're going to be stuck here, we're going to be fighting. Fucking aliens, good God.”
Pairing: None
Rating: PG
Warnings: None, this is just crack
Disclaimer: I obviously don’t own Heroes.
Summary: So the future pretty much sucked.
Notes: Sequel to Really, Why Didn't Someone Just Lock Peter Up and prequel to The Battle Was Not Going Their Way. Beta'd by
flying_monkees and thepansythug and written for the mission_insane prompt Aliens Made Them Do It.So the future pretty much sucked. Even Sylar couldn't think of anything to say to the fact that aliens had made lettuce into weapons because it was the only thing that no power would work on. Peter had been very bitter that this was what made Sylar shut up, a fact that he kept bitching about. Loudly. Jessica had come out and knocked him unconscious, then looked nonplussed back at everyone's startled faces.
“What?” She shrugged. “One more whiny word out of him and I was going to rip his tongue out. I figured you guys would appreciate my compromise.”
They'd been rescued by a group of people who could only be called rebels. A fact that West had enthused about until Claire threatened to sic Jessica on him. They'd glared at each other with a venom that only broken-up teenagers could muster and Matt had whispered to Mohinder that Molly was never allowed to date. Mohinder had heartily agreed.
And since Peter for some reason couldn't time travel back, they were stuck. Sylar was the one who said what most of them were thinking.
“Well, if we're going to be stuck here, we're going to be fighting. Fucking aliens, good God.”
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Date: 2008-07-22 10:52 pm (UTC)Eh, well, I suspect I could probably do without the distraction. I'm trying to revive what little fanfic writing skills I had -- as well as adding some dimension to a character who, while I'm eager to play around with, is proving to be rather non co-operative insofar as fic writing is concerned. I suspect being dead in canon may or may not have something to do with it.
Oh well, must keep the flag flying I suppose.
Ditto! And done.