http://spike-wilbury.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] spike-wilbury.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] mi6_cafe2015-07-02 08:11 am

Exploding Objects

Here's the first prompt! Enjoy

Other places it can be found is at my toombles: ayrtonwilbury.tumblr.com and if you're real lucky, my AO3 account which is...ayrtonwilbury

James had to assess the current task at hand. Alec and he were in the middle of some fuck all woods in the middle of what was it again? Serbia? Mongolia? Greece? Some fuck all place. They were being followed so they ditched the car [a really nice car if you asked James] and had to place the mines around it. Alec said that they would try to find the car, not them. Well of course them but they were so far away that the bastards wouldn't even see them coming. Alec adjusted the binoculars as he got the car in line of sight.

“Q isn't going to like this,” James told his friend.

“Well, when we get back you can fuck him until he forgets,” Alec answered as he continued to look through the binoculars. James punched him in the shoulder. Alec grunted as he rubbed his shoulder. “Besides, he said that we had to test all of the equipment anyway.”

“Not like this,” James huffed out.

“Quiet,” Alec whispered. “They reached the car. You ready?”

“Like I'm ever going to have sex with my boyfriend ever again,” James sighed out as he held up the detonator.

“Am I allowed to fuck him?”

“I can scream out where we are, you know.”

“Good, it's been a while since I've been tortured,” Alec said and grinned wickedly at James.

James rolled his eyes. “Ready?”

“Now.”

James pressed the button on the detonator and three things happened:

One: the car exploded and took out the surrounding people that searched it.

Two: The undetectable mines worked just as well, taking out the goons getaway vehicle.

Three: James will probably never have sex with his boyfriend ever again.

When the smoke cleared, Alec stood up.

“That was amazing!” He cried out happily before he slapped James on the back. “Come on! We gotta catch that flight.”

James blinked as he stared at the charred remains of his sex life before he followed Alec out of the woods.

Meanwhile at MI6.

“Stop putting them on missions together!” Q bellowed out when R gave him the news.



[identity profile] mi6-cafe-mod.livejournal.com 2015-07-02 01:05 pm (UTC)(link)
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[identity profile] peterpandyke.livejournal.com 2015-07-04 01:58 pm (UTC)(link)

I love James and Alec on missions, definitely my soft spot. And "charred remains of sex life" sounds great (though not for James...). And Q can wish, blowin shit up in the name of queen and country comes before bringing the car back (still, I'm always sorry about the car)