Bite Sized Bits of Fic

Supernatural, Sam + any, Manage your anger the way a chariot driver keeps the horses under control. Those who do not master their anger are like passengers just holding the reigns.

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Supernatural, Dean/Castiel, There are small illusory pleasures and there is bliss. Cast aside glass for jewels

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NCIS, Gibbs/DiNozzo, charmer

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NCIS, Gibbs/DiNozzo, dealing with DiNozzo is sort of like dealing with a developmentally challenged puppy. It's slow and pees on a lot of shit it's not supposed to and sticks its face in embarrassing places, but you forgive it because it tries so hard and it's just so damn precious.

(Original quote taken from Tall and Tan and Young and Lovely (The Girl from Ipanema Goes Walking) (http://twentysomething.dreamwidth.org/1446.html))

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lisacharly.livejournal.com

Omg, you lucked out. I'm dead serious when I say that the series' nosedive into Failville started on the first page of #10.

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Supernatural, Dean/any, "Who the hell makes tommie-toe soup?"

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High off of the carnage, the Joker threw back his head and howled with maniacal laughter.

Suddenly, all the smoke and fire vanished. The street was pristine. The people that had been blown up were back in their cars and heading obliviously down the highway.

The Joker froze, whirling around in a circle. "What.....What....."

"That," a cold voice said and a slight man with agile features and a wild shock of blond hair strode forward. "Was not funny."

"What did you do?"

"Took you back in time about fifteen minutes." The man snapped his fingers and the three massive dynamite bombs the Joker had set appeared at his feet.

The Joker eyed them, knowing that they were going to go off in 30 seconds. His lips began to twitch with glee. He'd get to see the carnage twice!

"Oh, please," the blond snorted, like he'd said that aloud. "Like I'd let you do this again."

"Let me?" the Joker's smile finally fled. "Let me? Who the hell are you, anyway?"

"Many names, many places. You used to pray to me, actually. You knew me as Loki, back when you were--"

"He no longer exists!" the Joker roared. "I'm the Joker!"

"You are a pathetic---Hold on a second." The blond looked down and snapped his fingers. The dynamite turned into licorice twists. "There, that's better. As I was saying, you are a pathetic, insane megalomaniac." He snorted again. "And considering who I am, that's saying something!"

"You're a man," the Joker laughed. "And men can be killed!"

The blond chuckled, then his voice went cold serious. "Not me."

And the Joker gasped as a flash of light behind the blond illuminated wings unfolding --- wings larger than the span of a car. "Oh my G-d!" he gasped. "What are you?"

"My name is Gabriel," the blond snarled. "And consider your horn blown, buddy-boy."

He reached for the Joker, and the insane man screamed.

When the Batman arrived at the address the anonymous caller had given, he found the Joker huddled in a ball, his eyes completely blank with catatonia.

He found the strange coloured ropes binding the Joker were made of licorice. And who had stuffed a giant lollipop into the slack mouth?

The Batman shuddered as he felt fingers stroke the back of his cowl in -- comfort? He whirled to find nobody there.

Just a handful of candy wrappers fluttering to the ground in the breeze.

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Supernatural, Gabriel/Castiel, wing grooming and the quiet admittance from Gabriel that he misses his family

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tiptoe39.livejournal.com

DON'T DELETE THIS ONE!! I LIKE IT!

I love "consider your horn blown." I wonder how these two would get on. They've both killed as a punchline...

Thank you so much for the fill! <3

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A Bit of Fry and Laurie, John/Peter + Tony/Control, they're trapped in Diablo 2 and they can't get out without beating the game

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Thanks!

Deleted the first one cause one of THE MOST IMPORTANT WORDS IN THE ENTIRE FIC was misspelled....

THEN the coding got effed up, so I had to delete and fix THAT...

But this one is gonna stay put.

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Supernatural, Crowley + Gabriel, once you name a Hellhound, you can't change it

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Dark Angel/Supernatural, Max, Ben, Sam, Dean and Logan, (AU)Pollo Loco, Ben shows up in Seattle on a hunt with his dad and Uncle Sam.

Edited Date: 2010-10-08 07:03 pm (UTC)

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"GRAAAAAH!" Bobby gasped, clapping the back of his wrist to his nose. "What in the fuck has that thing been rollin' in?"

Dean's shoulder rose in a shrug. "Windego guts."

Sam nodded. "Then there was the werewolf blood...."

Dean nodded. "And the --"

"All right," Crowley said, pushing off the porch and walking over to them. "You know what, it doesn't really matter. You two did this to her, you can go pull out the wheelbarrow."

The Winchesters looked at each other, then back at Bobby, who nodded. As one, they went -- muttering insults to each other on the way.

Crowley bent down and ran his fingers through the fouled fur. "You really got into it this time, huh?" A pleased bark was his reply, and Bobby saw the dust kick up as a seated dog wagged its tail.

"Hold up," Bobby said as he walked over. "Will she fit in the wheelbarrow?"

"She's only the size of a pit bull, not a mastiff," Crowley chuckled. "And to anticipate your next question, so long as it's not holy water or salted water, she'll be just as fine as any regular dog getting a bath."

Sam returned, pushing the wheelbarrow. Dean was unwinding the hose.

"You two idjits get inside and clean yourselves up," Bobby ordered, and they snapped to obey.

"You never told me what you did to make them able to see her," Bobby said as he filled the barrow from the hose.

"No deal was involved, if that's what you were asking," Crowley said, removing his tasteful jacket and rolling up his sleeves. "At least, not in the conventional sense. They did a favour for me and the ability was a gift to them." He tapped the wheelbarrow twice with his ring, and the hellhound jumped into the water. "Now. Lift the hose about six inches."

Bobby waited till Crowley was out of the line of fire, then did. The spray hit the hellhound, and Bobby saw her for the first time.

He couldn't see a colour or how long her fur was, but she was, indeed, a pit bull. And he could see her tail wagging. "She's a pretty thing."

"When she's not covered in foul, yes. She's coloured like a Doberman," Crowley said. "And her eyes are red."

Bobby shook his head and continued to hose the muck off of the hound, who kept trying to get the water in her mouth. Crowley soaped her up, and got the worst of the worst off. As Bobby rinsed her with the hose, he muttered, "She definitely smells better."

"Yeah, until next time." Crowley studied her for a minute. "Okay, she's clean."

Bobby shut off the hose, and the wheelbarrow rocked as the hellhound shook itself, spraying both of them with water.

A whistle from the porch, and the hound leapt out of the wheelbarrow and into the arms of Sam, who crouched at the edge of the porch, fully dressed, his wet hair streaming along his face. He laughed as the dog licked his face.

Bobby sighed. "You never told me what you pulled to get us a tame hellhound, either."

"That, Bobby, is a need to know thing. And you don't need to know. Yet."

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Smallville, Lois, Chloe and Dinah, The girls get together and discuss Oliver.

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Supernatural, Gabriel, Sam, Dean & Castiel, Those idiots would be dead if it wasn't for me or the five times Gabriel saved Team Free Will without them knowing.

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Dark Angel/The Pretender, Max, Logan, Jarod, & Miss Parker, Thanks, in part, to the Pulse the Centre was finally destroyed. Jarod and Parker eventually settled in Seattle. They become informants for Eyes Only.

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rayhne.livejournal.com

Well done!!!'n

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Suprenatural/SG1, The Supernatural characters live on one of the offworld bases. The demons/monsters are bad aliens, Angels (Castiel & Gabriel) are allies and these are their adventures.

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