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DAYS
OF OUR LEVIATHAN
Author's
Note: Yes, I know that I should be focusing on Farscape Is A
Girl's Best Friend, but I got a great idea for a sillyfic and
felt the need to share it. The idea is, of course, What Would
Happen If Farscape Briefly Turned Into A Soap Opera? Bear in
mind that I got this idea at eleven p.m. while I was watching
"Law & Order", after having just eaten half a pint
of Neapolitan ice cream. What can I sayideas that seem like the
best thing since pre-sliced cheese in the middle of the night
really don't hold their own the next morning, but I thought I'd
do this anyway. After all, you know me-I'll pretty much do anything
if it means putting off writing the next chapter of my current
fanfic.
Disclaimer:
I do not own any of the characters on Farscape, but I do own
Aeryn's negligee. This fic is set right after Fractures, when
Aeryn is still in denial and everyone on the ship is going through
a very angsty period. And no, this is not a parody of any particular
soap opera just soap operas in general. Enjoy.
DAYS OF OUR
LEVIATHAN
It was typical
day on Moya. Aeryn hated Crichton, Crichton loved Aeryn, Jool
was annoying, D'Argo was violent, Chi was a tralk, Moya waswella
bio- mechanoid, Pilot loved Moya, Zhaan was dead, Stark was insane
but thankfully not there at the moment, Rygel was counting food
cubes, and Crais was Crais. Just a typical day on Moya. And then,
for no reason at all, Farscape turned into a soap opera, or rather,
a space opera. No one knows why this happened. But soon after
this change took place, strange things started happening(dun-dun-dunnnn)
At that point,
John and Aeryn were in the maintenance bay, working on their
implements of destruction and making a point of not talking to
one another. Then, for no particular reason, Aeryn looked out
the window and saw a commerce planet looming in the distance.
And for some reason, right than, she became incredibly scared.
Without further
ado, Aeryn jumped into Crichton's arms and began crying hysterically,
burying her face in his black tee-shirt.
"Oh, John"
she sobbed, "I'msoscared"
Needless to
say, this kinda confused Crichton. "But, Aeryn" he
said, "I always thought you were the roughest, toughest,
Peacekeeper this side ofBetelgeuse."
"Oh, John,"
Aeryn said softly, rising her head, her mane of ebony hair tumbling
down her back,"I always thought that too. But now, I realizeit's
so frightening, facing the world without a man to hold my hand
and tell me I will be all right. I love you, John! I love you
more than life itself!" she finished melodramatically.
"And I
love you, Aeryn," Crichton said, looking off into the distance,
"I love you more than I have ever loved anyone before. And
now let us make love, right her in the maintenance bay, to consummate
our love for one another!"
And so Aeryn
and Crichton consummated their love for one another, right there
in the maintenance bay. But then, suddenly, Crais walked in(dun-dun-
dunnnn)
Crais fell
to his knees and raised his face to theumceiling. "AERYN!!"
he roared with all his might, his fists clenched. He lowered
his head and looked at Aeryn, his eyes bloodshot. "Aeryn,
from the minute I laid eyes on you, I loved you. I tried to hide
my obsession by trying to kill you a few hundred times, but now
that I am on Moya, I cannot resist you any longer. And yet you
consummate your love with this human. But I know that deep down
inside you will always love me."
"Oh, Crais,"
Aeryn said, getting up from the floor, "I have always loved
you too. But I always thought that you did not love me, and so
I hid my affection. But now that I know my love will be returned"
she wiped a tear from her eye and bounded into Crais' arms, leaving
Crichton to work on his implement of destruction.
*~*~*
Meanwhile,
in his quarters, D'Argo was busy polishing his Q'Alta blade.
He was so involved in his work that he didn't her Jool come in(dun-dun-
dunnnn)
"Oh, D'Argo,"
Jool purred, leaning over D'Argo's Q'Alta blade, her silky orange
hair brushing the table, "there's something I've been meaning
to tell you" with this, she took his hand in hers and looked
into his eyes, "I love you. I have ever since I came aboard
Moya. I tried to hide it, because I was afraid of getting hurt,
but nowI can conceal my affections no longer." Jool leaned
in and kissed D'Argo passionately. "So if you do not feel
the same way about me as I do about you, then say so. But I wanted
you to know that I love you, and I always will until the day
I die."
"Oh, Jool,"
D'Argo began, "I love you more than you could ever comprehend.
So now let us consummate our love for each other by making love,
right here in my quarters."
*~*~*
Meanwhile,
in his quarters. Rygel was having a fine time counting food cubes.
Suddenly, he noticed something strange about one of his walls.
"Pilot,
is anything wrong with my quarters?" he asked, tapping his
com.
"No,"
Pilot said, "I can't see anything wrong with them. What
do you see?" he added. But by then, it was too late, because
as it turned out one of the airlocks had been open, and Rygel
had already been sucked out into the vast, empty vacuum of space.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"
Pilot bellowed, but it was to no avail, for Rygel was already
gone forever, and it was too late for Pilot to tell him that
he was secretly in love with him.
*~*~*
Just at that
moment, Crichton was sitting in the maintenance bay, wallowing
in fury and self-pity. To think, that just when he had gotten
Aeryn back, just when he could see a light at the end of the
tunnel, Crais had stepped in and stolen her away! Sometimes he
felt like Crais just couldn't bear to see him happywell, he just
wouldn't stand for it. He was going to do something about it!
Crichton picked up Wynona and set off to find Aeryn and Crais.
He eventually came across them in the seventh tier, on the floor,
consummating their love for one another. He couldn't hold it
in any longer. Crichton let loose a barrage of, in his words,
little yellow bolts of light, pummeling Crais until he fell,
dead, a pool of blood spreading on the floor.
"WHAT
HAVE YOU DONE?" Aeryn roared, slumping back against the
wall, tears streaming down her face, "He was the only person
I lovedandandYOU LET LOOSE A BARRAGE OF LITTLE YELLOW BOLTS OF
LIGHT ON HIM! I will never forgive you, John. Never." She
finished. And with that, she cut off all of her silken hair and
buried her head in her hands. From where he stood, Crichton could
of sworn he heard her murmuring, "I'll never let go, Crais.
I'll never let go."
*~*~*
Meanwhile,
in D'Argo's chambers, just as Jool and D'Argo were consummating
their love for one another, Chiana walked in.
"Well,
well, well," Chi murmured, surveying the scene laid out
before her, "looks like the Princess is D'Argo's new tralk.
"I will
not stand for this!" D'Argo roared, jumping to his feet
and pulling his Q'Alta blade from the table, "You have taunted
me for the last time."
Jool, seeing
what he was about to do, jumped to her feet, "NOOOOOOOOOOO!"
she screamed, jumping in slow-motion in front of Chiana to protect
her from D'Argo's Q'Alta blade. D'Argo tried to pull back but
it was too late, and his Q'Alta blade sliced through Jool's stomach,
and she fell to the floor, screaming one last time before she
died.
"What
have I done?" D'Argo cried, raising his Q'Alta blade and
plunging it into his chest.
And then, suddenly, the Arn was up and Farscape stopped being
a soap opera. No one remembered what had happened, and everything
went back to normal, although the remaining crew still wondered
why Rygel, D'Argo, Crais, and Jool had died.
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