Any crossovers from the three worlds. Open to comics and fanfictions alike.
Note, I understand if your fic involves characters from one of the other worlds, however it depends on the pivotal characters. If pivotal characters are only from one world, submit into one of the first four categories. If they're from two worlds, submit here.
Toddler Who: And the Who Rath Outgrabe by CarryPhoenix, literature
Literature
Toddler Who: And the Who Rath Outgrabe
What could be sweeter than two little boys eagerly waiting for their sitter to read them a bedtime story? Only three little ones, though it was harder from the beginning. But those three never created a mess on intention. Only accidentally. It was hard to take care of them, but pleasant as well. Or what about more?
Tonight Clara had to put more children to bed, because due to some unknown reason heat and electricity had been turned off in almost all neighborhood, apart from two houses - the one which turned into a temporal kindergarten and the next door one (this was due to Peter's father personal interference in house protection). But
Upside Down the Staircase by CarryPhoenix, literature
Literature
Upside Down the Staircase
"Kaster."
Kasterborous Tyler pulled the blanket over his head and rolled onto his right side, but didn't answer or open his eyes.
"Kaster."
There was a poke on his shoulder. But Kaster didn't reply this time as well. There was another poke.
"Kaster." Poke. "Kaster." Poke. "Kaster." Poke. "Kaster." Poke. "Kaster." Poke. "Kaster." Poke.
"WHAT?!" Kaster popped his head from under the blanket - his dark brown eyes appeared even darker because of shades around them. "Bertie, why the heck did you wake me up? It's... what time is it?"
The alarm clock on his bed table showed 5:14 AM. Figures.
"I think I've heard something!"
Rhodette Smith closed the browser and covered her face with her palms. There was a lump in her throat, and she didn't want anybody to come here. Tony, Grandma Jackie, Grandpa Pete, Mum or Dad. No one. Even if a miracle happened and her siblings from another world came... Rhodie doubted that she would be adequate enough to talk to them.
This was a trifle. One of the littlest things which take place every day and every hour and every minute. It was a photo made a long long time ago from the cell phone - otherwise its quality wouldn't have been so low. But it was enough to spot her and Kyon Turlough.
Kissing.
No, they were not kissin
"Coming!.. Coming!.. Now!.. Now!.."
Usually society is afraid of things which bring changes, no matter for better or for worse. In this case it was something else. This town had better life conditions, better harvest, better trades - better everything apart from sicknesses and deaths and their relatives. But there's always a price to pay, and this was the day when everybody gathered at the town's square, waiting for a miracle. Or at least for a sight.
A collective "aaaaaahhhhh!" sounded over the square, and the crowd divided in two, making a path for the reason of everything better.
Nothing changed this time. The core of the changes d
Doctor Puppet Who: The Eighth Magister by CarryPhoenix, literature
Literature
Doctor Puppet Who: The Eighth Magister
"...And this is how electrical rings are made", Yanek Magister concluded. He was giving Leela a consultation about her practical work on Physics, because she couldn't learn it by herself even if there was a death penalty for not knowing the subject. It was her weak place - science. If she coped with languages and was the best in P.E., this was the soft bottom. "Memorized?"
"Perhaps", Leela sighed. "Putting all those wires and pieces in order, huh?"
"Now we'll check it". Yanek inserted the plug into the socket, and the light bulb in the circle was on. "See?"
"Yeah, because you told me what to put after what. If I was doing it, ther
Those who knew about that man
Disappeared without track or two.
If you chose this - you're mad hatter,
You should never answer question "Who?"
Madman with a box,
Man who can change his face,
Always leaving trace through time and space.
You shouldn't have chosen to follow this way,
Though you're in his grace, may be in his grace...
Doctor! Doctor Who? Doctor Who?
Man who fell from sky.
Even don't you try,
Run away as he passes by.
Doctor! Doctor Who?
He's among us, and don't deny,
Man who fell from sky,
Man who wants Earth not to be shy.
Run away fast
Before you walk in, it's a must,
If you ever meet him, forget about trust!
He only looks li
Doctor Puppet Who: It's All About the Drums by CarryPhoenix, literature
Literature
Doctor Puppet Who: It's All About the Drums
"Why should I be the policewoman?!"
"Because these misfits need a watcher who'll restore order". River stepped back to see what Amy looked like. All students of Tardis Boarding School were getting prepared for Halloween night, and the most spacious room available for them in the building - the younger group's room, because the older group wasn't so large - was abuzz with action. Headmaster Smith had allowed them to use the hardly ever worn clothes kept in the boxrooms of the school (Maxil, the school caretaker, had never been allowed to throw it all out, to his disappointment), so if you had some fantasy, you could create anything out o
"Eww! Stinky!"
A bucket full of paint, covered with a lid which threatened to fall over any moment, whistled by and landed next to the old armchair, having splashed a shimmering (shimmering, not glittering) stain on it.
"No way!"
Smaller gears went flying to all sides, until the reason of this mischief grew tired and showed itself - it was a boy of about three or four, all dark brown eyes and hair sticking upwards, the clothes of which held permanent tracks of actions. "This kid makes the odds and ends burn!", as Grandmother Jackie loved to say. And she was right.
"C'mere, Bertie, I finished!" Kasterborous Tyler - or simply Kas
Incarnations, Incantations and Inspiration by CarryPhoenix, literature
Literature
Incarnations, Incantations and Inspiration
The Rotcod Brothers were enjoying a Saturday afternoon free from parents and control, when there was an interruption. But it was a pleasant interruption, one of those which begin like trifles and end up in adventures. And everybody knew that Eccly, Tenny, Handy, Smithy and Cappy loved them.
"Little bros!" Mytrice Allebloo called from downstairs. She was their eighteen-year-old sister, and not a busybody like some of that folk - she enjoyed "getting into trouble" (and out of it too) as well. "Rotcods assemble!"
The boys obeyed, having done this into different ways: Eccly slid down the peril, Tenny and Handy rolled down the stairs (as
I Am The Master (Vote Saxon) by CarryPhoenix, literature
Literature
I Am The Master (Vote Saxon)
The Master:
They say that paradox is deadly,
But I don't think it is so true.
No breaking time laws or time meddling,
A little change to usual rules.
Hiding ceased and I am pleased,
I got all that I wanted,
It is time to spread disease -
So many years ago I got it...
When I say, you obey -
Doesn't it sound very easy?
While you are all men,
I am the Timelord...
If one of you tries to stand against me, nothing
Will really change. I'll simply hypnotize him.
Making up new life's not complex,
And I had full eighteen months.
Little change in usual things,
Oh, it incredible things does...
Crowd:
MASTER!
The Master:
You got it rightest,
I am th