Disquisitiones Arithmeticae

Well, technically the first one was like, a five-minute ficlet. Prompts and timing provided by pocky_slash, thanks very much! I don't write very fast, so these are short (also full disclosure, the title for the last one I just came up with now, and it took me another 10 minutes to decide). All are Doctor Who, Eleventh era. Posting here for posterity.

( Prompt 1: Lock, 77 words, no spoilers )

( Prompt 2: Letter, 133 words, spoilers for TATM )

( Prompt 3: Morning, 100 words, no spoilers )

722 words, to be exact, wrapping up Round 1 of the Flash Fiction Comment-a-Thon! I pinch hit for the last outstanding era, Three, with Moving Day. It's my first writing of either of these characters, and it's unbeta'ed on account of me being impatient. Feedback/Britpicking welcome.

I wrote something... that I will cop to at least for those ficreaders who are not coworkers or family members ;) Because it is ridiculous H/C songfic.

Title: Songs in the Key of Run
Author: eve11
Rating: G, General Audiences, Fluff and a bit of angst, H/C
Word count: ~1300
Summary: "A song," he said. "I think it just gets stuck in my head when we're in mortal peril."
Notes: Written for an anon request for Eleven/Rory fluff: Rory sings the Doctor to sleep. And yeah, I know, but I apparently can't resist protective Rory and hurt Doctor. *sighs* This is friendship fic, not slashy. I keep throwing the two of them into empty buildings.

(Read it Here at AO3)

I snagged Six for the first round of the Flash Fiction Comment-a-thon. The prompt was "Celebration" and my response is entitled Recurrence Relations, with Six, Evelyn Smythe and the TARDIS.

~600 words, all ages, gen, no warnings. Takes place (sort of) after Evelyn stays on Vilag to marry Rossiter. Thanks to the_redjay for Britpick and beta.

I wrote 1200 words! Not of the WIP-o-Doom. This is a snippet of a story from an anonymous prompt "OFC and a magical avocado that makes them a companion"--that came out at about the same time clocketpatch was set to return to North America and was lamenting leaving giant avocados behind in the South Pacific.

She maintains that she was not, in fact, the prompter of said prompt.

But anyhow, it planted an idea. I wrote a beginning a while back, and another snippet just tonight. I don't know what to call it yet. "The Green Death" is already taken. It is unbetaed, only hastily researched, and hopefully not culturally egregious so far (if anybody with firsthand experience of PNG wants to help me out, let me know!).

( (Not to be called) The Green Death: 1/? )

ladymercury_10 gave me a plot bunny for the Power of Three. I said it would be a 100-word drabble. Yeah, more like 1400. Unbeta'ed lark, all mistakes my own.

Title: Sage Advice
Author: eve11
Word Count: ~1400
Category: Gen, Humor
Summary: The Doctor keeps busy by calling up on an old friend.
Spoilers for The Power of Three. Eleven, Craig, Sophie

( Sage Advice )

for finishing my thesis draft. Today I've shored up a little snippet that's been simmering half-done for a few months now. It's just a bit, a part of an interlude which is in turn part of the WIP-that-ate-my-brain. 620 words



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Title: Adversaries
Word Count: 1630
Rating: G (Gratuitious nerd humor)
Summary: Instead of Configurable Analog Transmitter Stack, box contained vermin. Would not buy again.
Author's note: For an Anonymous prompt: Eleven + box of kittens. You know you want this. For some reason these elements led in only one direction in my mind.

(link goes to eleven_fic)
Somewhere in the early twenty-first century, in the civilization known as Earth--likely in a nondescript location in a North American town with ample wireless hotspots and a name like Buford, or Richland, or Gibsonia--there is a secret workshop.

Or read Here at Teaspoon or Here at AO3

Title: Balance of Power
Pairing: none
Genre: gen, Drama
Rating: All ages
Word count: ~2400
Summary: The Doctor has a plan to save a xenophobic society from itself. If only he could remember what it was.

Read it Here at eleven_fic
Here at AO3
Here at Teaspoon

Or below
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I was stymied for months trying to come up with an entry for the Short Trips contest. Then at 9pm Monday night (the story was due at 7pm Tuesday, my time), the first scene from the story below stuck itself into my head and the rest gelled together as an idea (grabbing bits and pieces from the other ideas that had been swirling in my head basically as orbits to this as-yet-unseen one) in about 5 minutes. I spent the next day writing it all down. Below is the story after I poked at it for a few days and refined it from its rough inception.

Title: Home Field Advantage
Author: eve11
Word Count: 2500
Characters: Five, Turlough
Rating/Category: G, gen, humor, alien planets.
Summary: "I could beat you in any race on Grket. It's a simple fact."

( Home Field Advantage )