Written Over The Phone
(Drabbles inspired by conversations with Becksah T. R. G.)
Coffee (Drabble #1)
Author: AerynQ
Disclaimer: I don't own Farscape, and I think everybody knows this by now. I hate writing disclaimers (Grrr).
Feedback: "mailto:carlottaq@hotmail.com"
"D'Argo… fun he-he-he," Chiana raced blissfully through Moya like a hurricane bent on destruction. A few arns ago John had found a few packets of "coffee" in the pockets of his NASA uniform. Chiana, finding this strange, dark brown liquid, a delicious treat had managed to consume three pots. She was suffering the effects.
"D'Argo wake up!"
"Go away." The Luxen grumbled sleepily.
"No… wake up!" D'Argo reluctantly left his bed to see what Chiana wanted.
"Hi D'Argo!" Chiana said, dissolving into a fit of nervous giggles.
"Chiana?"
"Have you tried John's coffee… it's" She twisted her head nervously "good".
(Drabbles inspired by conversations with Becksah T. R. G.)
Coffee (Drabble #1)
Author: AerynQ
Disclaimer: I don't own Farscape, and I think everybody knows this by now. I hate writing disclaimers (Grrr).
Feedback: "mailto:carlottaq@hotmail.com"
"D'Argo… fun he-he-he," Chiana raced blissfully through Moya like a hurricane bent on destruction. A few arns ago John had found a few packets of "coffee" in the pockets of his NASA uniform. Chiana, finding this strange, dark brown liquid, a delicious treat had managed to consume three pots. She was suffering the effects.
"D'Argo wake up!"
"Go away." The Luxen grumbled sleepily.
"No… wake up!" D'Argo reluctantly left his bed to see what Chiana wanted.
"Hi D'Argo!" Chiana said, dissolving into a fit of nervous giggles.
"Chiana?"
"Have you tried John's coffee… it's" She twisted her head nervously "good".