Thursday: On Vacation

[neshel.livejournal.com]

My last day... *pout* I shall have to come up with some crazy themes and do this again!

Today's theme is On Vacation.

After yesterday's insanity, our characters really need a break. What do they do to get away from their normal lives?

Please think about our wonderful codemonkeys and use the correct format (the second is for crossovers).

Fandom, Pairing, Prompt
Fandom1/Fandom2, Pairing, Prompt

Firefly, River, Building sand-castles on the beach
Torchwood/Heroes, Jack/Ianto/Gabriel, A broken stopwatch spoils half their vacation plans

Please remember not to post more than 5 prompts in a row and more than 3 prompts per fandom. If one or more of your prompts are answered, you can prompt again later in the day.

If you don't see anything you like, you can always Adopt a Lonely Prompt.

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[dinozzo111.livejournal.com]

NCIS, Gibbs/DiNozzo, messing about on the river

[dinozzo111.livejournal.com]

NCIS, Gibbs/DiNozzo/Abs, Valley of the Kings

Veers a little off the prompt

[daria234.livejournal.com]

Abs plopped down on the hotel bed.

"That was an awesome day. I love Egypt." she said, closing her eyes to imagine all the things she saw during the day.

"You would have made a great Cleopatra," Tony said, leaning down to give her kiss.

"And I know who you would be, Anthony."

"Who?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

Tony thought for a minute until Gibbs said, "You would be Antony."

Tony grinned as he sat next to her. "A Roman," he said, liking the sound of it.

"A Roman _conqueror_," Abby added as she sat up next to him.

"And what would Gibbs be?" Tony asked, looking up at him.

Gibbs smiled, walked over, and in one gesture put them both on their backs, holding each chest down firmly, on in each hand. "What do you think?"

Abby smiled as she decided, "Gibbs would be the sword and snake."

[menolly-au.livejournal.com]

House, House/Wilson, its just like a vacation only with guards

[dinozzo111.livejournal.com]

NCIS, Gibbs/DiNozzo, upgraded to First Class on a flight to Rome...

[the-gabih.livejournal.com]

Hetalia, England/India & mini!US, the rest of his Empire

[katbcoll.livejournal.com]

Leverage/AtS/RPS, Nate/Eliot/Lindsey/Chris, spa weekend

No, it doesn't have to be a foursome.

yes, I'll absolutely take crack for this too

[myinkyfingers.livejournal.com]

RPS, Chris/Steve, come fly with me

[badfalcon.livejournal.com]

Winged!Chris, hope that's ok...

"You'll be fine," Christian promised with a smile. He looped his arms round Steve's neck and kissed the frown from his face. "You know you can trust me."

"I know..." Steve trailed off, unconvinced. He shook his head and kissed Christian back. "And I do trust you," he promised. "With my life."

Christian pouted. "Then what's wrong, darlin'? Why're you looking like it's the worst idea I've ever had. I know you love watching me fly and I can see on your face that you want it." He pulled back and met Steve's eyes, before kissing him again. "I am strong enough and I'm not going to drop you."

Steve said nothing, just nodded licked his lips. He followed dociley when Christian took his hand and led him outside. Neither man spoke as they walked across the field, the gentle breeze ruffling their hair. They stopped at their usual spot; Christian leaning back against the old tree and pulling Steve close, cupping his face and kissing him gently. Steve moaned softly and pulled back, tugged Christian foward by the rest into the open. Still not saying anything, he fingered the hem of Christian's t-shirt and pulled it up over his head. He slid his hands down to rest on Christian's hips. "I trust you," he whispered. "Show me?"

A slow smile spread on Christian's face, his eyes lighting up as he met Steve's. "You mean that?"

Steve grinned back and nodded. "I mean it. I want... I want to fly with you."

"Thank you." Christian was unable to contain his grin; his whole face glowing with delight. He arched his back and unfurled his wings, stretching them out and letting them flutter in the breeze. A low moan escaped him and he lifted his face to the sky, inhaling deeply. He turned to Steve, hands resting on his shoulders, then sliding down to cup his ass. A chuckle escaped him at Steve's quiet moan and he easily lifted him. "Arms around my neck, legs around... yeah, that's it," he agreed as Steve's legs wrapped around his waist; one foot kicking him playfully in the ass. "Hold on tight," he whispered as he took a deep breath and leaped upwards, beating his wings and soaring into the sky.

[myinkyfingers.livejournal.com]

Primeval, Becker/Connor, Christmas

[myinkyfingers.livejournal.com]

RPS, Bradley James/Colin Morgan, carry your own bags

[draco-somnians.livejournal.com]

SG1, Sam/any male, itsy bitsy teeny weeny yellow polka-dot bikini...

[amaresu]

(Ended up as Sam/OMC, although if you know a character named Andrew feel free to substitute him in your head.)

The bikini was small and yellow and bought only because Vala wouldn't shut up about it. It was also the only swim suit that Sam owned. That wouldn't have been a problem if her brother hadn't invited her to go on vacation with his family. She'd made the mistake of discussing it with Daniel, who had then told Jack, who had then called Landry, who then ordered her to go.

Being as it was the middle of January in Colorado she hadn't been able to find even one other swim suit that fit her. The end result of all of this was her sitting on a beach in Maui watching her brother's kids play on the beach. She was also doing a small side project on her laptop, but she was still wearing the bikini.

"Just looking at that makes my brain hurt." A voice said from behind her. Quickly snapping the laptop closed she twisted around to see the man standing behind her. "Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you."

He smiled at her and she couldn't help but smile back, "It's classified."

"Then I will make no further efforts to look at it. Not that I would want to." The man moved to stand next to her and then dropped down to sit next to her. "I'm Andrew."

"Sam." She had no idea why she was talking to him, but he was cute, in a beach bum kinda way, and it'd been awhile since she'd talked to a cute stranger. On Earth anyway.

"Sam, short for Samantha I presume?" Andrew nodded his head towards her laptop, "Beautiful and intelligent. I trust you'll let me know if I'm wasting my time."

She didn't quite know how to reply to that and he must have picked up on her expression. "I mean only that perhaps you already have somebody to talk to on the beach? A boyfriend? Girlfriend?"

She laughed and gestured over to where her nephew and nieces were playing. "No, no one besides my brother's kids and I think they're more interested in sand castles then talking."

"No one at all?" Andrew looked at her in disbelief. It had been ages since she'd flirted with anyone and she found that it was as fun as she remembered. "I find that hard to understand. Perhaps you have a horrible personality?"

That sobered her mood, "It's complicated." Complicated didn't even begin to cover it, but it was the only way she could really explain her romantic situation right now.

Andrew looked out over the sand for a second before turning back to her and grinning. "Complicated I should get up and leave you alone? Or complicated I should go and buy us some Mai Tais before flirting with you outrageously for the next hour or so before convincing you to go swimming?"

That was a good question, but it had been a long time since she spent a care free afternoon with anyone, let along a cute guy on a beach in Maui. "Make it a pitcher of Sangrias and I'll think about the swimming part."

"Sangrias it is." Andrew stood up and gave her a little bow before walking down the beach to the where a bar-hut-thing was set up. Smiling she shut down her laptop and locked it up in it's case. She might just have to thank Landry and Vala both when she got back.

[myinkyfingers.livejournal.com]

Leverage, Nate/Eliot, traveling when money is not an issue

[draco-somnians.livejournal.com]

SG1, Jack/Sara, Maui

[myinkyfingers.livejournal.com]

RPS, Chris/Steve/Misha, hotel rooms

[draco-somnians.livejournal.com]

SGA/SG1, John/Cam, sunshine or snow?

Compromise: John/Cam, sunshine or snow?

[somehowunbroken]

John hears the phrase two weeks off and thinks of snow, of skis and boards and mugs of hot chocolate and clothing so insulated it feels like you're in the tropics. Cam hears the same words and thinks of a beach, somewhere with umbrellas and water and pineapples, where the most they'd have to worry about would be suntan lotion and towels.

They talk about it and talk about it, and it doesn't cause a fight, but they both realise that they're going to have to come to some sort of compromise. A week here, a week there, maybe, or somewhere else entirely.

"We could just stay here," Cam suggests that night, when John's flopped across the bed with a lazy smile on his face, naked as the day he was born. Cam's tracing idle patterns into his hip, and John's eyes open.

"Stay here for two weeks," he muses. "We wouldn't even have to leave the apartment."

"We'll just tell them we packed up and went to North Carolina." Cam continues. "But we'll hang around here in our pajamas."

"We sleep naked," John counters, and Cam grins.

"Exactly."

[voksen.livejournal.com]

Death Note, Gevanni, relaxing off duty post-series

[moontyger.livejournal.com]

Death Note, Wammy House kids, field trip

[pinknoisewaltz.livejournal.com]

Dollhouse, Adelle/Claire, "I know a place we could go."

[gsr-rocks.livejournal.com]

After Alpha’s second attack, Claire was distant. She worked silently, ignored the barbs from Topher’s that she normally would have responded to, and avoided Adelle. The older woman seemed to be the only one that noticed how troubled Claire was, the only one that wanted to help her, and the only one that Claire seemed set on evading.

She felt worried for the younger woman, for more reasons than one, and as Adelle passed Claire’s office one morning, she noticed the door was wide open. She hesitantly moved forward, peering inside, and nearly smiled when she saw Claire at her desk looking more relaxed than she had in months. “Do you need time off?” Adelle asked after a moment, her voice soft.

Claire looked up from the folder in her hands and found Adelle leaning against the doorway with her arms crossed over her chest. “Time off?” Claire repeated, unsure of where the conversation was going.

“Maybe if you went away, just for a little while, it would help.” Adelle moved further into the office and continued until she was standing next to the younger woman. She let her arms fall and rested her hand on Claire’s shoulder.

“I’d prefer to stay here.” Claire kept her eyes trained on her desk, staring at nothing in particular but not wanting to meet the older woman’s gaze. “But thank you.”

Adelle bent down and placed one hand on Claire’s knee while the other moved up to gently cup her cheek. “I’ll go with you. I don’t want you to be alone. I want to help you through this.”

Slowly, Claire turned her head and met Adelle’s eye. The younger woman took a shaky breath as she replied. “Do you have somewhere in mind?”

With a quick nod, Adelle pulled Claire closer and kissed her, lightly but reassuringly. “I know a place we could go.”

[saavikam77.livejournal.com]

Star Trek XI, Kirk/McCoy, discovering all that Risa has to offer, as a new member world of the Federation

[saavikam77.livejournal.com]

DC Comics, Dick/Tim, creative use of the Wayne yacht

Yarr, Dick/Tim, PG

[ms-duck.livejournal.com]

It was not 'Talk Like a Pirate' Day. Dick had not seen or read anything that had pirates in it, so Tim wasn't entirely why he was climbing around like a monkey on meth.

But if he kept talking about Tim's 'booty' like that things were going to get ugly. Very ugly and that would be a shame.

He walked sedately to the control room and... fiddled. The boat sped up, rocked and did it's damnedest to pretend it was in a storm. After a few minutes he returned the controls to their proper settings.

Bruce merely gave him a look but Dick scrambled in wide eyed and mildly horrified.

"What were you doing?!" He merely smiled and kissed Dick on the cheek before going back up.

[saavikam77.livejournal.com]

Star Trek XI, Spock/Uhura, Vulcans don't get sunburn

[little-missmimi.livejournal.com]

House, House/Wilson, road trip

[menolly-au.livejournal.com]

"So we should go for a road trip now that you're back."

"We just went on a road trip last month House, a very long road trip."

"You drugged me and dragged me half way across the country to my father's funeral. I wouldn't call that a road trip Wilson. More like a hell trip."

"Technically Cuddy drugged you House. I just drove you."

"Cuddy would never have come up with the idea of drugging me by herself. That has the fine hand of Wilson all over it, Cuddy couldn't care less whether I went to the funeral or not. She just went along with the idea in the hopes that we would kiss and make up."

"Well you have to admit she was right."

"Well we made up. Didn't kiss yet."

"House."

"Wilson."

"Did you want to kiss?"

"So we should go on a road trip. A long road trip."

"House! Can you just for once in your life answer a straight question. Do you want to kiss me?"

"If we went on a road trip we would have to stay in a hotel for the night. It's the busy season, they might only have one bed."

"What does that have to do with..."

"All that time off has slowed your brain Wilson."

"Oh...one bed...we would have to share."

"Yes, so did you want to go on a road trip?"

"When are we leaving?"

[aurilly.livejournal.com]

Lost, Hurley/anyone, "Look on the bright side. You seem like the type who works too hard, anyway."

[aurilly.livejournal.com]

Heroes, Adam/Mohinder, seasickness

[moontyger.livejournal.com]

Star Wars, Han/Leia, pleasure planet

[johnboy91719.livejournal.com]

fairytales, Duke of Snarl/Prince Manley & princess, after a grand adventure, the princess takes a vacation, only to run into her former suitors

*pokes* *giggles*

[daria234.livejournal.com]

Continutation of this: http://community.livejournal.com/comment_fic/53326.html?thread=12810318#t12810318

"Princess, it is an honor to have you as a guest," the Ogre King said charmingly, "Feel free to wander the gardens and gaze at my many exotic pets."

"Thank you kind sir, your hospitality is appreciated," the princess said, as she walked along the garden path toward the menagerie. She hated these high-society events, but she had told her friends at the nunnery that she would try to schmooze enough to get the Ogre to donate some books to their library. She herself was not a nun of course, but they had hired her to provide security for them on their pilgrimages, and she got along with them well, so she didn't mind doing the favor.

And if she failed in her mission, she would just steal something pretty from the palace, and then the night would be well-spent regardless.

Wandering among the shimmery peacocks, gazing up at the tall-necked beast they called a giraffe, and avoiding the oddly calm and possibly drunk lion, the princess wondered at the excesses of the rich and strange.

Suddenly she heard a familiar voice. "Princess! Princess!"

She headed toward the sound and arrived at one of the covered animal cages.

"Prince Manley?! What are you doing here?"

"The Ogre King keeps us as his pets."

"Us?"

"The Duke and myself. We've been together ever since you were kind enough to arrange our first rendevous." She peered behind him and saw a huddled snoring mass in the corner and assumed it must be the Duke.

"So you're not mad that I ditched you both?"

"No, princess. We really didn't give you much thought at all."

"Good to know."

"But will you help us? We just want to be free to go back home."

"I don't know, I already have plans for this weekend."

"Well, give us a chance to plead our case. Dukie! Dukie! Wake up, remember the princess?"

The Duke groggily raised his head. "Who?"

"The princess. The one we were both going to marry?" Prince Manley said.

"Oh. What was her name again?"

"Who cares?" Manley answered, "She's going to help us escape if we can convince her, Dukie!"

"Don't call me that, honey. And princess, please,you must help us!" the Duke said, "You have no idea what it's liked to be held captive at the whims of another."

"Really." She gave the Duke a raised eyebrow, remembering her time trapped as a helpless princess in his tower.

"Shut up, Dukie," intervened Manley, "Look, princess, please help us. What happened was years ago. He hasn't locked anyone in a tower in a long time. Unless they tried to teach peasants to read or something. Come on, pleeeeease? We're like his favorite toys, he's never going to let us go if you don't help us."

The princess rolled her eyes. "Fine. But you're lucky I'm not the vengeful sort." She walked away then to plan her next move.

"She's even lovelier than I remember," said Manley when she was out of sight.

"Agreed," said the Duke, "After she rescues us, let's kidnap her and take her home with us."

"You have the best ideas, Dukie!"

"Seriously, stop calling me that."

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