10 Variations

[dorksidefiker]

Title: 10 Variations
Author: dorksidefiker
Fandom: Generation X
Table/Prompt: 95. Wild Horses
Character/Pairing: Jono, Jubilee, Angelo “Fuck You Chuck Austen” Espinosa
Rating: PG
Word Count:
Summary: 10 AUs.
Authors Notes/Disclaimer: I own nothing



1. wild west:

"Yee-haw!" Jubilee stood up in the stirrups as she whooped, waving her hat in her hair. On either side of her, Jono and Angelo pulled the brims of their hats down lower as if to spare themselves the sight of their companion being embarrassing.

"Luv, I promise at the next town you can have that bath you've been belly aching for for the past month," Jono said, "if you promise to never do that again."

2. cyberpunk:

"You should get that looked at," Jubilee said, watching as the energy chamber in Jono's chest sparked and sputtered ominously. Jono glowered in the way he always did and turned away, zipping up his jacket.

"She ain't wrong," Angelo pointed out, one finger extending to wrap around a new pack of cigarettes. "It ain't supposed to do that."


3. furries:

As far as secondary mutations go, Jono admitted, this isn't too bad. Doesn't make any sense, but it's not bad...

"If I felt like moving," Angelo sighed as Jubilee scratched him behind the ears, "I'd bite you."

"I am SO getting you a cat bell," Jubilee said, happily.

4. pirates:

"Why are you wearing an eye patch? You've got both eyes!"

"Makes me look cool," Angelo muttered.


5. ...in SPACE!!:

Catch her before she bounces her way off the moon!

6. born another gender:

"Oh." Jubilee looked up from his position on the floor as Juliet Starsmore zipped her jacket back up, quickly re-wrapping the bandages that had been around her face. The telepath looked down at him disdainfully.

Used to have a bloody fantastic rack, she said darkly. Not that it's any of YOUR business what I had under me kit.

"I'll just have to have the boobs for both of us," Angelique said, puffing away cheerfully on the cigarette Juliet had been kind enough to light for her while demonstrating to Jubilee that sometimes it really was better to not ask personal questions about some people.

7. schoolfic:

"Where are you two going?"

Angelo and Jono exchanged a look. It was Angelo who said, "Out."

"Where?" Jubilee demanded, standing between them and their speedy exit.

"Boston," Angelo mumbled, despite Jono's death-glare. They both knew there was no way they'd get by if she didn't get the answers she wanted, but Jono was much better at being tight lipped than Angelo was.

"After cerfew?"

"Duh."

"Got room for one more?"

8. urban fantasy:

I BLOODY HATE FAERIES! And NO, Jubilee, you are not keeping the bleeding unicorn!

9. harem:

"Aw man," Angelo groaned. "It's like really bad MC Hammer pants. Only worse."

At least you got trousers, Jono said, fingering the hem of his loin cloth. When we get Jubilee, we're gonna have to have a long talk with that gel.

"At least you have the legs for it."

10. Post Apocalypse:

Jono was singing. Neither Angelo nor Jubilee knew the song he was singing, but all things considered, it was an appropriate song for watching the world as they knew it come to a catastrophic and flaming end.

Comments

[fai_dust]

*giggle!snort* I may have said this to you before (I can't remember and even if I have, it needs saying again), but I love how you do the 5 (or 10, or whatever) __s. Most of the time, I find them rather pointless, like a bunch of one-liners that are cute but couldn't be made into a fic and just leave me a little lost. There's something different about the way you do them, though. Maybe it's because between the ___ (... I can't think of an all encompasing word, in this case variation) and the short blurb, you have a talent for being able to capture the scene perfectly. *silly grin* Or, y'know, because you choose characters for these that are just so ridiculous on their own they don't need explanation.

Regardless, 2 & 10 were my favourites.