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Title: Blue Skies Below
Fandom: MST3K
Characters: Joel Hodgson, Beeper
Prompt: Blue
Word Count: 287
Rating: G (It's lighter fare than the show itself!)
Summery: So where has Beeper been running off to?
Author's Notes: Just a reminder that I mean the fictional Joel Hodgson.
Table: Twincityhacker's Table of Plot Picks
I present light fluff to get though the State of the Union:
Sitting at his worktable, Joel Hodgson noticed an odd odor. He sniffed the air, trying to figure out the scent. "Oil?" He picked up his pace. Beeper had been acting a little strange lately, Joel hoped he wasn't getting sick again.
As he rounded one of the corners in the lower decks, he was barely able to think "drops cloths?" before he slipped on the loose fabric, fell, and splattered himself with red paint. He looked up to where Beeper was trying not to laugh and failing miserably. Joel laughed too, at his accident and his worry. As he started untangling himself from the drop cloths that were wrapped around his legs, he asked Beeper, "So what have you been sneaking off down here for?"
He turned and answered his own question. On the walls of the corridor, Beeper had painted a mural of an idyllic scene of Wisconsin country-side, under a bright blue sky. "This is really good Beeper."
If he was able to, the silver robot would have blushed.
"You want me to sign this for you?"
He nudged Joel.
"Okay. In English and binary." He did so, printing Beeper's name in the bottom corner of the mural.
Joel wrapped an arm around the little robot and pulled him close. "You did a good job here."
Beeper spoke again.
"Not done?"
The 'bot moved out of Joel's arms and hovered down the hall whistling and gesturing towards the other blank gray walls.
Thinking of the neutral shades and metallic tints that colored their world. "That's a pretty big job, hon. But we could use some color around here." Joel said, smiling.
Beeper whooped with joy and started his next work.
Fandom: MST3K
Characters: Joel Hodgson, Beeper
Prompt: Blue
Word Count: 287
Rating: G (It's lighter fare than the show itself!)
Summery: So where has Beeper been running off to?
Author's Notes: Just a reminder that I mean the fictional Joel Hodgson.
Table: Twincityhacker's Table of Plot Picks
I present light fluff to get though the State of the Union:
Sitting at his worktable, Joel Hodgson noticed an odd odor. He sniffed the air, trying to figure out the scent. "Oil?" He picked up his pace. Beeper had been acting a little strange lately, Joel hoped he wasn't getting sick again.
As he rounded one of the corners in the lower decks, he was barely able to think "drops cloths?" before he slipped on the loose fabric, fell, and splattered himself with red paint. He looked up to where Beeper was trying not to laugh and failing miserably. Joel laughed too, at his accident and his worry. As he started untangling himself from the drop cloths that were wrapped around his legs, he asked Beeper, "So what have you been sneaking off down here for?"
He turned and answered his own question. On the walls of the corridor, Beeper had painted a mural of an idyllic scene of Wisconsin country-side, under a bright blue sky. "This is really good Beeper."
If he was able to, the silver robot would have blushed.
"You want me to sign this for you?"
He nudged Joel.
"Okay. In English and binary." He did so, printing Beeper's name in the bottom corner of the mural.
Joel wrapped an arm around the little robot and pulled him close. "You did a good job here."
Beeper spoke again.
"Not done?"
The 'bot moved out of Joel's arms and hovered down the hall whistling and gesturing towards the other blank gray walls.
Thinking of the neutral shades and metallic tints that colored their world. "That's a pretty big job, hon. But we could use some color around here." Joel said, smiling.
Beeper whooped with joy and started his next work.
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Date: 2006-02-01 10:30 am (UTC)Boo, State of the Union! Yay, Beeper!
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Date: 2006-02-01 03:20 pm (UTC)And dark, depressing angst-filled Caprchios.no subject
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