urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dorksidefiker Tales from the Dork Side The Typo Queen The Typo Queen 2038-01-19T03:14:07Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dorksidefiker:777957 The People's Wagon 2038-01-19T03:14:07Z 2038-01-19T03:14:07Z <b>Title:</b> The People's Wagon<br /><b>Author:</b> <span class='ljuser ljuser-name_fullmetal_cute' lj:user='fullmetal_cute' style='white-space: nowrap;'><a href='http://fullmetal-cute.livejournal.com/profile'><img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='http://fullmetal-cute.livejournal.com/'><b>fullmetal_cute</b></a></span><br /><b>Fandom:</b> Runaways<br /><b>Table/Prompt:</b> Table 1/54. Patient<br /><b>Character/Pairing:</b> Janet Stien, Victor Stien<br /><b>Rating:</b> PG<br /><b>Word Count:</b> 231<br /><b>Summary:</b> There are days when Janet suspects her husband of being a Mad Scientist.<br /><b>Authors Notes/Disclaimer:</b> I own nothing.<br /><br /> <br /><br /><a name="cutid1"></a><br /><br /> <br /><br />Janet Stien very patiently watched her husband as he proudly displayed the hideously yellow VW Minibus. He looked at her, grinning like a five year old who had gotten the pony he'd been wishing for all year. “Well?” he said.<br /><br />“It's hideous,” she replied bluntly. “That is one of the ugliest things I have <i>ever</i> seen. Why is it in my garage.”<br /><br />Victor's smile grew wider. “I'm going to make it better,” he said.<br /><br />“Like the toaster?” Janet asked dryly. “You remember the toaster, right? Remember how it tried to make Robert it's bride?”<br /><br />“Yeah,” Victor said with a happy little sigh. “That was <i>great</i>.”<br /><br />“Except for the part where it rained frogs in the kitchen for a week afterwards. And <i>then</i> there was the flying pink badger. God, do you honestly not remember having to clean up the badger shit?”<br /><br />“This won't be anything like that,” the scientist hastened to assure his wife.<br /><br />“Alright, let's say I believe you. What were you planning to do?”<br /><br />“Well, I was going to start with lasers...”