Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 18263
Author's summary: In the aftermath of the Time Wars, the newly regenerated Ninth Doctor crashes down in Regency-era England -- where he meets the sisters Elinor and Marianne Dashwood, for a crossover with Jane Austen's "Sense & Sensibility."
Characters/Pairings: Elinor Dashwood, Marianne Dashwood, Ninth Doctor, Mrs Dashwood, Margaret Dashwood, Mrs Jennings, Sir John Middleton, Willoughby, Miss Grey
Warnings: Spoilers up to chapter forty-seven of Sense & Sensibility.
Recced because: One of my other fandoms is Jane Austen novels, so I was really excited when Yatzee first wrote this, especially since I was reading S&S when it first got posted. I've meant to rec this one for a while, actually, but life got in the way and I didn't end up using my full quota of recs last time.
Anyhow, I'm extremely surprised no one beat me to this, because this is an amazing fic. Characterization, both of the Doctor and the Dashwoods, is spot-on and the prose has a very Regency sort of rhythm to it. Quite frankly, I love it to bits and can think of no better story to end Crossover Week with.
In a far steadier voice than she would have thought possible for such a sentence, Elinor continued, “You are a sort of … scientist-traveller from another world and era, using a living vehicle that is larger on the inside to move great distances or over centuries.”
The Doctor grinned. “Nicely done! As many times as I’ve had to explain, I don’t think I’ve ever made so neat a job of it.”
The sisters’ eyes met, as each sought confirmation of the other’s belief. Marianne brightened as she saw that she would not need to convince Elinor further. “How delightful!” Marianne said. “That seems somehow inadequate to the moment, but I know not what else to say.”
“Delight’s rather nice, actually,” the Doctor said. “I’ll take it.”
Elinor turned these revelations over in her mind once more. What they had learned here — it was not a fancy, not a delusion. Not was it simple, plain fact, to be fitted into the ordinary course of life. It was both logic and illogic, fantasy and science, the merging of her reason and Marianne’s sensibilities. For once, neither of them was wrong; both of them had been completely right, even though their beliefs had been exact opposites!
She laughed aloud. Marianne raised her eyebrows, and even the Doctor seemed to be surprised. Elinor covered her mouth with her hand, but she knew her glee to be ill-concealed. “Delightful,” she said. “Yes.”
So yeah. It's the story of how the Doctor got his groove back and how the Dashwood sisters got to have a most excellent adventure. Jane, I think, would have approved.