Rec: The Grandparent Trap
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best_enemiesTitle: The Grandparent Trap
Pairing: One/The Master
Length: 5,000
Summary: Early into her stay on Dalek war-torn Earth, Susan meets a girl who looks exactly like her.
Rating/Warnings: PG.
Author on LJ (or Teaspoon, or Prydonian):![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
aralias, aralias on Prydonian, aralias on AO3
Why this must be read:
When I was a kid, I adored the 1961 movie, The Parent Trap. My mother had taped it for me on the VCR, and watched that tape over and over. I probably could have recited bits of it from memory. Taking that into consideration, it isn't surprising I love this fic. It combines two beloved things, and it does so very well. Somehow, it manages not to be the utter crackfic that it could have been. In fact, aralias' writing is superb.
I love all the distinct little differences in Susan and Sharon's personalities due to the different environments they were raised in and their different grandfather figures, and the way they still have so much in common. I enjoyed the characterization and dialogue of the First Doctor, who is irascible, disarming, and endearing. The use of references to the movie were clever and creative. This is a really fun read.
The other girl nodded thoughtfully. “You’re not working for the CIA, are you?”
“I don’t think so. We came here by accident. I don’t even know what the CIA are.”
“Neither do I really,” the other girl said, looking mournful. “I know they’re incredibly powerful and they run everything secretly, but nothing useful like what they look like. Grandpapa said I’d know one if I saw one, though.”
“And he sent you here to find them anyway?” Susan asked. “That’s terrible.”
“Oh no,” the other Susan’s eyes were wide with what Susan recognised as a mixture of shock and awe. “Grandpapa would never ask me to do something he didn’t think I could do. Besides, it’s not dangerous. He gave me this force-field generator,” she held out her arm, which was host to a thick black bracelet, “so I don’t get zapped by any Daleks, and a recall device,” she produced a large gold coin from her combat jacket, “so I could get home in three days, or sooner if I get hurt.”
“Oh,” Susan said. “That was thoughtful of him.”
“Didn’t your grandfather give you the same things?”
“No,” Susan said. “He’d think that was cheating. He said he’d come back for me one day, though.”
“But that’s terrible!”
“Oh no,” Susan said, “it’s just his way. And I suppose it is time for me to grow up, I am almost 80.”
“So am I!” the other girl said. “This is so weird…”
She tailed off as the same thought occurred to them both. Unfortunately, it wasn’t anything about how incredibly dangerous it was to be discussing their lineage on a war-torn planet when only one of them had a force-field generator.
“You don’t think…” Susan began.
“There’s only one way to be sure,” the other girl said decisively.
“Tell each other everything we know, before asking someone who knows more,” said Susan, who had been trained well by her grandfather.
“No, no. That’ll take far too long. We’ll just do a direct mind-to-mind transfer,” the other girl said. She, too, had been trained well, but by a completely different grandparent.
Link to the story: Here
Title: The Master Song (Doctor Who Rap)
Pairing: Gen.
Length: 2:37
Warnings: This song may get stuck in your head.
Author on LJ (or Teaspoon, or Prydonian): Horrible Fiction on YouTube
Why this must be seen:
Because it's silly, fun, and catchy. It makes me giggle whenever I watch it. This is sort of a combination of music and cosplay. Horrible Fiction wrote and recorded the song, and then created the youtube music video for it. The song itself is about Simm!Master, and it references both Series 3 and End of Time.
Link to the video: Here
Pairing: One/The Master
Length: 5,000
Summary: Early into her stay on Dalek war-torn Earth, Susan meets a girl who looks exactly like her.
Rating/Warnings: PG.
Author on LJ (or Teaspoon, or Prydonian):
aralias, aralias on Prydonian, aralias on AO3Why this must be read:
When I was a kid, I adored the 1961 movie, The Parent Trap. My mother had taped it for me on the VCR, and watched that tape over and over. I probably could have recited bits of it from memory. Taking that into consideration, it isn't surprising I love this fic. It combines two beloved things, and it does so very well. Somehow, it manages not to be the utter crackfic that it could have been. In fact, aralias' writing is superb.
I love all the distinct little differences in Susan and Sharon's personalities due to the different environments they were raised in and their different grandfather figures, and the way they still have so much in common. I enjoyed the characterization and dialogue of the First Doctor, who is irascible, disarming, and endearing. The use of references to the movie were clever and creative. This is a really fun read.
The other girl nodded thoughtfully. “You’re not working for the CIA, are you?”
“I don’t think so. We came here by accident. I don’t even know what the CIA are.”
“Neither do I really,” the other girl said, looking mournful. “I know they’re incredibly powerful and they run everything secretly, but nothing useful like what they look like. Grandpapa said I’d know one if I saw one, though.”
“And he sent you here to find them anyway?” Susan asked. “That’s terrible.”
“Oh no,” the other Susan’s eyes were wide with what Susan recognised as a mixture of shock and awe. “Grandpapa would never ask me to do something he didn’t think I could do. Besides, it’s not dangerous. He gave me this force-field generator,” she held out her arm, which was host to a thick black bracelet, “so I don’t get zapped by any Daleks, and a recall device,” she produced a large gold coin from her combat jacket, “so I could get home in three days, or sooner if I get hurt.”
“Oh,” Susan said. “That was thoughtful of him.”
“Didn’t your grandfather give you the same things?”
“No,” Susan said. “He’d think that was cheating. He said he’d come back for me one day, though.”
“But that’s terrible!”
“Oh no,” Susan said, “it’s just his way. And I suppose it is time for me to grow up, I am almost 80.”
“So am I!” the other girl said. “This is so weird…”
She tailed off as the same thought occurred to them both. Unfortunately, it wasn’t anything about how incredibly dangerous it was to be discussing their lineage on a war-torn planet when only one of them had a force-field generator.
“You don’t think…” Susan began.
“There’s only one way to be sure,” the other girl said decisively.
“Tell each other everything we know, before asking someone who knows more,” said Susan, who had been trained well by her grandfather.
“No, no. That’ll take far too long. We’ll just do a direct mind-to-mind transfer,” the other girl said. She, too, had been trained well, but by a completely different grandparent.
Link to the story: Here
Title: The Master Song (Doctor Who Rap)
Pairing: Gen.
Length: 2:37
Warnings: This song may get stuck in your head.
Author on LJ (or Teaspoon, or Prydonian): Horrible Fiction on YouTube
Why this must be seen:
Because it's silly, fun, and catchy. It makes me giggle whenever I watch it. This is sort of a combination of music and cosplay. Horrible Fiction wrote and recorded the song, and then created the youtube music video for it. The song itself is about Simm!Master, and it references both Series 3 and End of Time.
Link to the video: Here
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