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rallamajoop ([personal profile] rallamajoop) wrote2006-12-12 11:49 am

xxxHolic/Discworld, take 6

So Wai-con was fantastic, but damn it's nice to have the free time to do stuff like this again.

This would be the first of two short epilogues to conclude my xxxHolic/Discworld crossover series - just a few hundred words this time. The last part will be a bit longer, and I'm hoping to have up up within a week at the latest.

Title: The Luggage
Summary: In retrospect, introducing Himawari to the luggage had been a mistake.
Spoilers: This was written with certain revelations from the last xxxHolic arc in here in mind, but the references are vague enough that I don't think they'd count as real spoilers.

Previous parts:
Part 1: Just Another Tuesday
Part 2: Binky
Part 3: A Death in the Family
Cripple Mr Onion (not a chronological part of the series, but part of the same crossover)



In retrospect, introducing Himawari to something that took such a dim view of anything that seemed likely to pose some danger to its ‘master’ as the luggage did had been a mistake. The reaction this got out of Watanuki left Doumeki particularly impressed - he’d never seen him invent so many new moves to the Dance Of Panic in one sitting before.

“Aaargh! No! Himawari-chan! What do you think you’re doing you stupid lump of wood, you spit her back out this instant!”

For possibly the first time ever in its life, the luggage obliged. In fact, it looked a little queasy afterwards. Himawari landed back on the pavement, slightly dazed but otherwise unhurt.

“Himawari-chan!” cried Watanuki, tears of relief rolling down his cheeks. “You’re alright, aren’t you? It didn’t hurt you, did it?”

Himawari blinked at him in good natured befuddlement. “I was inside something big and made of wood… and then I wasn’t again. Did something just happen?”

Doumeki prodded the luggage cautiously with his toe. The lid sprang open again.

“That thing,” Watanuki pointed accusingly at the luggage, “tried to eat you. But it’s alright, because it spat you back out again. It’s been doing this to things all morning! But it’s not even mine, I swear!”

“There’s someone’s clean underwear in here.” Doumeki reported.

It’s not mine either!

Himawari got back to her feet. The luggage scuttled behind Doumeki. She smiled at it, pleasantly and cluelessly, which only confused it immensely. Smiles from the last thing that had scared it nearly that badly had had a lot more teeth.

Things went a lot smoother after that. Even when Doumeki sat on it later, the luggage remained on its best behaviour for the rest of the day.



On a random note, since there's that fannish rule that you can't mention either PTerry or GNeil online without someone bringing up the other one, I seem to recall one or two people mentioning the idea of a Sandman/xxxHolic crossover back when I posted the first part? Well, I'm pleased to say I've discovered that there already is one, and it's much better than anything I would have done with them.

ETA: The final epilogue is now up here. And it really is final this time (or at least, I've gone over a week now without coming up with anymore, and that sounds final enough for me ^^;).

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