more pocket commandos
Jan. 26th, 2012 11:45 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So, yeah, I can't seem to write anything but the most shameless h/c this month. That's my only excuse for this, and it's no excuse at all *facepalm*
Title: Flu Protocol
Fandom: MI:4
Rating: PG, gen
Genre: fluff, h/c
Warnings/spoilers: nope.
Word count: ~1.7K
Disclaimer: These characters are not mine, and I am making no profit through this endeavor.
a/n: for this prompt at
ghotocol_kink and originally posted there.
Summary: “Poison,” Benji had declared, when he and Jane and Brandt had started sneezing almost simultaneously. Which had seemed unlikely—who would choose a poison designed to basically ache and sniffle and annoy you to death? But then the four of them getting sick at the same time had seemed pretty unlikely too.
Flu Protocol (link goes to AO3)
Title: Flu Protocol
Fandom: MI:4
Rating: PG, gen
Genre: fluff, h/c
Warnings/spoilers: nope.
Word count: ~1.7K
Disclaimer: These characters are not mine, and I am making no profit through this endeavor.
a/n: for this prompt at
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Summary: “Poison,” Benji had declared, when he and Jane and Brandt had started sneezing almost simultaneously. Which had seemed unlikely—who would choose a poison designed to basically ache and sniffle and annoy you to death? But then the four of them getting sick at the same time had seemed pretty unlikely too.
Flu Protocol (link goes to AO3)