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crack_van2011-06-30 02:19 am
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The M-Preg Story, by cws_eat_chs (PG-13)
Fandom: LIFE ON MARS UK
Pairing: To quote the author: "Gene/Sam, Annie/Sam, Ray/Chris, Annie/Chris, and those are only the ones I kind of mention. Also, Phyllis."
Length: 760 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cws_eat_chs
Author Website: Master fic list on LJ
Why this must be read:
Aaaand... because this is the CRACK_van, I thought I'd end my month of intoxicated driving on the crackiest note possible. It's been loads of fun, and I encourage you to sign up for a turn at the wheel. And thank you for letting me snatch the keys! (Sorry about the collision with the goat.)
Now, about this story. I can hear you saying, "Mpreg, chamekke? REALLY?" Because I'm known for my aversion to the mpreg genre. I curl my lip at it. I disparage it with unkind words. It giveth unto me the squick. Basically, my mouse can't click past it quickly enough.
And yet... and yet... this fic is irresistibly cracky and absurd.cws_eat_chs takes the whole ridiculous concept and embraces it like a long-lost lover. And it works. I can just about see this actually happening in an episode. It's weirdly convincing. (Plus it doesn't hurt that it's also sneakily funny.)
And since I had to admit that there is some great wingfic out there, it's only fair that I end this month by enjoying another tasty plateful of crow :-)
Enjoy!
Excerpt from the story:
Three months later, Ray came into the office, larger about the tum than usual and sat in his seat, glowering, daring anyone to say something.
“Oh dear, DS Carling," said Sam smugly, "had a few too many meals? Or is it something else?"
"Don't say a bloody word more, Tyler," said Ray tersely.
"When's it due?" asked Sam smugly.
Then they engaged in the least physical fight Ray had ever been in since he was four.
The M-Preg Story, by cws_eat_chs
Pairing: To quote the author: "Gene/Sam, Annie/Sam, Ray/Chris, Annie/Chris, and those are only the ones I kind of mention. Also, Phyllis."
Length: 760 words
Author on LJ:
cws_eat_chsAuthor Website: Master fic list on LJ
Why this must be read:
Aaaand... because this is the CRACK_van, I thought I'd end my month of intoxicated driving on the crackiest note possible. It's been loads of fun, and I encourage you to sign up for a turn at the wheel. And thank you for letting me snatch the keys! (Sorry about the collision with the goat.)
Now, about this story. I can hear you saying, "Mpreg, chamekke? REALLY?" Because I'm known for my aversion to the mpreg genre. I curl my lip at it. I disparage it with unkind words. It giveth unto me the squick. Basically, my mouse can't click past it quickly enough.
And yet... and yet... this fic is irresistibly cracky and absurd.
cws_eat_chs takes the whole ridiculous concept and embraces it like a long-lost lover. And it works. I can just about see this actually happening in an episode. It's weirdly convincing. (Plus it doesn't hurt that it's also sneakily funny.)And since I had to admit that there is some great wingfic out there, it's only fair that I end this month by enjoying another tasty plateful of crow :-)
Enjoy!
Excerpt from the story:
Three months later, Ray came into the office, larger about the tum than usual and sat in his seat, glowering, daring anyone to say something.
“Oh dear, DS Carling," said Sam smugly, "had a few too many meals? Or is it something else?"
"Don't say a bloody word more, Tyler," said Ray tersely.
"When's it due?" asked Sam smugly.
Then they engaged in the least physical fight Ray had ever been in since he was four.
The M-Preg Story, by cws_eat_chs