A Midsummer Night's Farscape... (fic, sort of)

Grainne Gillespie

Upcoming fic: Chiana and D'Argo

The catch: Pilot's in Chiana's body and whoever was in D'Argo's body at the same time (haven't seen this ep, but I'll know tomorrow who it was, here's hoping it was Zhann or Aeryn!)

My continuation of the fic.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the FarScape cast, so you can't sue me, so there :P

Rating: R (?), I'll try not to make it TOO descriptive, but knowing my Beast Wars and Shadow Raiders fics...

Summary: Crichton witnesses more weirdness

By Grainne Gillespie

Crichton sighed as he locked Aeryn into her quarters, ignoring her yells of indignified protest. "Sorry darlin'" he said "but Pooky will be more than happy to wait for you until after he's finished with Chiana".

"Bastard" was the last word he heard from her, as he rounded the corner and out of earshot.

He had almost reached the dining area when he noticed a soft humming coming from the walls which quickly grew in intensity to become weird groaning sounds.

Jeez, what now? Was Moya sick or something?

He became more alarmed as the lights began to flicker.

Frell, something definately was up.

He tried to comm Pilot, but found the comm lines were down. Worried, he took off running in the direction of Pilot's chamber. Reaching his destination he stepped inside and froze.

Were Zhann and Pilot doing what he thought they were doing?

OK, he thought, I had no idea Pilot could use his tentacles in THAT way. Hmm, they seem too wrapped up with each other to notice me, I better leave...

END OF SNIPPET

(Feel free to continue and feel free to continue with Pilot and Zhann in a more descriptive way!)