Story: Hen Party
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 5444
Author's Summary: A mysterious invitation lures Sarah Jane Smith and several other companions to what may be the most unusual party of their lives.
Characters/Pairings: Ace McShane, Amy Pond, Barbara Wright, Donna Noble, Jo Grant, River Song, Sarah Jane Smith
Recced because: In her author's note, MinervaFan calls this piece "utter silliness," and while that's wonderfully true (oh God, Jo doing the hustle with Liza Minelli!), it belies the skill that went into this piece. Companion mash-ups are fun to imagine, but when it comes to pulling them off, they are hard. Yet MinervaFan does it seemingly effortlessly, bringing together a group of companions with just the right chemistry for their interaction to pop and sizzle and leap off the page, ensnaring the reader and carrying them along. And for all the laughs (and there are many!), what I love most about this piece is the genuine feeling that runs underneath all of it, the palpable love the author has for all the companions and all their journeys. Sarah Jane and River's evolving interaction especially captured what both characters have meant to the Doctor, the show, and the fans, and was perfectly and heart-wrenchingly/warmingly bittersweet.
Before any of them could respond, a face appeared on Mr. Smith’s view screen. A human woman, perhaps in her early 40s, with curly blond hair and a big grin on her face dominated the screen.
“Sarah Jane Smith! Oh, I’ve been meaning to look you up for ages now. Anyway, I know this is kind of late notice, but I so want you to be there. I’ve sent the coordinates to your gadgets. Dress casual, gifts welcome but not mandatory. Oh, and please don’t bring that damned robotic dog! And sorry–this gathering is adults only, so Clyde and Rani will have to stay behind too. Sorry, kids. We’ll have our own adventure later.”
The three humans stared at each other, then back at the screen.
“Oh, I forgot. Sarah darling, when you get to the coordinates (please don’t be late), tell them Dr. Song sent you. Ta for now, my lovelies. Oh, in case you do want to bring a gift, I wear a size six shoe and I adore Sergio Rossi. Or Jimmy Choo. Whatever you like is fine. See you there.”