"What the hell did you do?" He rounds on Jim, because really, the puppy isn't a likely candidate for trouble making and Jim can't seem to walk two feet without cordially inviting someone to beat the shit out of him.
That's Bones, Jim, and Chekov nailed in one sentence. ::bows before the master::
"What crawled up your ass and died?" Jim queries with a laugh, and Bones has to remind himself to not strangle the impetuous brat because for some reason, leaving the Enterprise captainless would be a bad thing. In theory.
ROTFLMAO!
It's the big words, really, and the carefully correct English that come tumbling out of Chekov's mouth garbled by his accent that make Bones want to suck the kid off until the only syllables he can string together are grunts. He's embarrassed to admit that when Chekov rattles off a bunch of engineering mumbo-jumbo about equations and accelerators and integrated schematics, its enough to almost make him come in his pants like an untried teen
( ... )
How fun! I liked it. More please. :) Also, if you search bones/chekov and mccoy/chekov on Delicious.com, you can find all kinds of great fic, including this one. Also, one of the best fics I've ever read (period and I read A LOT of fic in multiple fandoms) can be found here: http://community.livejournal.com/st_reboot/1154357.html. It's an absolutely beautiful Bones/Chekov fic. It isn't funny or short, but it's awesome. It features enthusiastic!Chekov and cranky!Bones.
Me gusta. I love the McCoy/Kirk dynamic in this, especially "He rounds on Jim, because really, the puppy isn't a likely candidate for trouble making and Jim can't seem to walk two feet without cordially inviting someone to beat the shit out of him."
Comments 21
That's Bones, Jim, and Chekov nailed in one sentence.
::bows before the master::
"What crawled up your ass and died?" Jim queries with a laugh, and Bones has to remind himself to not strangle the impetuous brat because for some reason, leaving the Enterprise captainless would be a bad thing. In theory.
ROTFLMAO!
It's the big words, really, and the carefully correct English that come tumbling out of Chekov's mouth garbled by his accent that make Bones want to suck the kid off until the only syllables he can string together are grunts. He's embarrassed to admit that when Chekov rattles off a bunch of engineering mumbo-jumbo about equations and accelerators and integrated schematics, its enough to almost make him come in his pants like an untried teen ( ... )
Reply
Reply
Good job. :3
Reply
Leave a comment