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tikificTitle: Alternating Current (Mythklok Interstitial)
Author: tikistitch
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Concerning eccentric geniuses and arses
Warnings: Slash, AU, OCs
Notes: Don't you know what July 10th is???? Also, I still can't think of anything for the CLDK contest. *grumbles*
“Why cake? What the fuck happened to my pie?”
“This is a birthday cake!” Ganesh explained as Elias, wearing his tiny elephant bib, jammed a handful of chocolate cake with delicious raspberry frosting somewhere in the general vicinity of his mouth.
“Wait. My birthday? Your birthday? Don't tell me Raziel is turning two thousand again?”
“Nicolai Tesla's birthday!” Ganesh explained to gooey clapping from Elias.
“Desba!” agreed Elias.
“And,” groused Charles, eyes narrowing. “Why are we celebrating Tesla's birthday? He was a crackpot!”
“Tesla was a genius, and a father of electricity! He obtained 300 patents, and conducted groundbreaking work in fields such as radio, radar, and hydroelectrical power.”
“Hydralebic!” Elias gummed, sending chocolate and raspberry spewing.
“What are you teaching our child?” Charles protested, picking up the cake-smeared Elias. “Edison! Say, E-di-son!”
“Oh, you're celebrating Tesla's birthday?” asked Raziel, who had just appeared in the kitchen, and was helping herself to a finger full of frosting.
“BESDA!” giggled Elias.
“That's right Boo, Tesla!”
“What the fuck was so good about that loser? He kept pigeons!” Charles told them, setting down his traitorous son.
“You should have visited him at his labs in New York,” Ganesh told him. “We worked on many exciting experiments!”
“You did WHAT?”
“He was a genius. A visionary! And had a rather nice arse.”
“Oh, yes,” agreed Raziel, taking a fork to the birthday cake. “I think Nicky had one of the best butts in all of electrical engineering!”
“Did you visit him in New York?' asked Ganesh.
“Colorado,” giggled Raziel. “He said he'd show me his patents!”
Charles looked furiously. “Wait, am I THE ONLY PERSON IN THIS ROOM WHO DIDN'T SLEEP WITH NICOLAI TESLA?”
“Now, now. What happened, dear?” consoled Ganesh.
“Ooo, shot down in flames?” inquired Raziel.
“He said he hadda get back to feed his pigeons,” Charles muttered.
“Awww,” consoled Ganesh, patting Charles on the shoulder. “I'm certain he had no idea what he was missing!”
“Yes, you have a very acceptible ass,” grinned Raziel, to Charles' glower.
“Though not quite as many patents,” allowed Ganesh.
“Dada! A shakastir an da cake an eat?” Elias wisely suggested, holding up a gooey fistful of chocolate cake for his pouting father.
“Excellent idea!” agreed Ganesh, plucking Elias off the table. “We will go shake a pitcher of martinis, and we will light candles!”
Charles, who could inevitably be tempted by food, took a bite of the offered cake. “Hrm, not bad,” he allowed. He gawped as the candles (sticking out of what was left of the cake) suddenly caught flame as Raziel waved a weird device at them.
“Oh, did he give you a pocket Tesla coil then?” Ganesh asked Raziel, who smiled and held up the miraculous mechanism. Ganesh fished in his jacket pocket and triumphantly held up a similar tiny insturment before he disappeared into the bar area.
Charles looked daggers at Raziel, who smiled and fished something else out of a pocket. “Here's something else Nicky gave me,” she grinned, holding up a piece of paper. “It's fan mail!”
“Why would I wanna see it,” Charles grumbled, nevertheless taking up the paper. He read. And then he smiled.
“Here we go,” said Ganesh, returning and setting down a pitcher and a kid on the table.
“'Love and X's, Your Ganny-boo?'" grinned Charles.
“What? Where did you get that?” asked the god, snatching away the paper.
“Fanboy,” giggled Raziel.
“I was young!” Ganesh protested.
'Not a day over 1500,” said Charles.
“Well, he did send me a very nice autographed daguerrotype,” sighed Ganesh, tossing the letter away. “Now, about those martinis.....”
Author: tikistitch
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Concerning eccentric geniuses and arses
Warnings: Slash, AU, OCs
Notes: Don't you know what July 10th is???? Also, I still can't think of anything for the CLDK contest. *grumbles*
“Why cake? What the fuck happened to my pie?”
“This is a birthday cake!” Ganesh explained as Elias, wearing his tiny elephant bib, jammed a handful of chocolate cake with delicious raspberry frosting somewhere in the general vicinity of his mouth.
“Wait. My birthday? Your birthday? Don't tell me Raziel is turning two thousand again?”
“Nicolai Tesla's birthday!” Ganesh explained to gooey clapping from Elias.
“Desba!” agreed Elias.
“And,” groused Charles, eyes narrowing. “Why are we celebrating Tesla's birthday? He was a crackpot!”
“Tesla was a genius, and a father of electricity! He obtained 300 patents, and conducted groundbreaking work in fields such as radio, radar, and hydroelectrical power.”
“Hydralebic!” Elias gummed, sending chocolate and raspberry spewing.
“What are you teaching our child?” Charles protested, picking up the cake-smeared Elias. “Edison! Say, E-di-son!”
“Oh, you're celebrating Tesla's birthday?” asked Raziel, who had just appeared in the kitchen, and was helping herself to a finger full of frosting.
“BESDA!” giggled Elias.
“That's right Boo, Tesla!”
“What the fuck was so good about that loser? He kept pigeons!” Charles told them, setting down his traitorous son.
“You should have visited him at his labs in New York,” Ganesh told him. “We worked on many exciting experiments!”
“You did WHAT?”
“He was a genius. A visionary! And had a rather nice arse.”
“Oh, yes,” agreed Raziel, taking a fork to the birthday cake. “I think Nicky had one of the best butts in all of electrical engineering!”
“Did you visit him in New York?' asked Ganesh.
“Colorado,” giggled Raziel. “He said he'd show me his patents!”
Charles looked furiously. “Wait, am I THE ONLY PERSON IN THIS ROOM WHO DIDN'T SLEEP WITH NICOLAI TESLA?”
“Now, now. What happened, dear?” consoled Ganesh.
“Ooo, shot down in flames?” inquired Raziel.
“He said he hadda get back to feed his pigeons,” Charles muttered.
“Awww,” consoled Ganesh, patting Charles on the shoulder. “I'm certain he had no idea what he was missing!”
“Yes, you have a very acceptible ass,” grinned Raziel, to Charles' glower.
“Though not quite as many patents,” allowed Ganesh.
“Dada! A shakastir an da cake an eat?” Elias wisely suggested, holding up a gooey fistful of chocolate cake for his pouting father.
“Excellent idea!” agreed Ganesh, plucking Elias off the table. “We will go shake a pitcher of martinis, and we will light candles!”
Charles, who could inevitably be tempted by food, took a bite of the offered cake. “Hrm, not bad,” he allowed. He gawped as the candles (sticking out of what was left of the cake) suddenly caught flame as Raziel waved a weird device at them.
“Oh, did he give you a pocket Tesla coil then?” Ganesh asked Raziel, who smiled and held up the miraculous mechanism. Ganesh fished in his jacket pocket and triumphantly held up a similar tiny insturment before he disappeared into the bar area.
Charles looked daggers at Raziel, who smiled and fished something else out of a pocket. “Here's something else Nicky gave me,” she grinned, holding up a piece of paper. “It's fan mail!”
“Why would I wanna see it,” Charles grumbled, nevertheless taking up the paper. He read. And then he smiled.
“Here we go,” said Ganesh, returning and setting down a pitcher and a kid on the table.
“'Love and X's, Your Ganny-boo?'" grinned Charles.
“What? Where did you get that?” asked the god, snatching away the paper.
“Fanboy,” giggled Raziel.
“I was young!” Ganesh protested.
'Not a day over 1500,” said Charles.
“Well, he did send me a very nice autographed daguerrotype,” sighed Ganesh, tossing the letter away. “Now, about those martinis.....”
