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FIC HAP vs CAT
Title: HAP vs CAT
Characters: Will Zimmerman, Henry Foss
Fandom: Sanctuary
Series: none
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geonncannon
Prompt: “I can just see poor Henry sneezing and sniffling and trying not to growl at the poor things.”
Summary: These invaders do not belong in his house.
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: No one recognizable belongs to me…more’s the pity.
Author's Note: Joining the fun with the cat stories! Got bestowed a prompt fromgeonncannon after reading his story and just had so much fun. Hope he enjoys it! (Sorry for the mix-up!) Thanks to illfindmyway who even though she doesn’t watch Sanctuary let me spam her and checked over the story!
It was about day five of the cat-vasion (as everyone had taken to calling it) when Will realized he hadn’t seen Henry since the first influx of four legged visitors. Scooping up the most biddable of the kittens that had made themselves at home in his office—this one a black and white fluffball—Will went in search of the missing HAP.
Figuring that even if he’d taking refuge on the roof, he’d long since come inside, Will tried to think of where to look for him. The kitchen, dining hall, offices, and other common rooms were out—not because Henry wouldn’t go there, but because they were already occupied by kittens and cats of various sizes and colorings. Almost every member of the Sanctuary staff had adopted at least one of the little furballs and if Will didn’t know better, he’d say they multiplied faster than the Nubbins. Even the Big Guy had taken to walking about with one perched on his shoulder, cheerfully growling back at it when it chirruped at him.
Will had thought, at first, that Henry’s objection was to the fur the cats seemed to shed everywhere. It made sense since the fur would most likely damage the delicate electronics the HAP worked with. But he didn’t seem bothered by the cats being in the other parts of the Sanctuary…just anywhere near him. A quick check with the other members of the Sanctuary revealed that no one else had physically seen Henry for at least four days, but they’d had evidence of him.
Magnus had received emails from him each day.
Kate had discovered the stunner she’d broken, in working order again, on her desk.
The food Big Guy prepared (many of them Henry’s favorites) had disappeared from the kitchen.
A comic book Will and Henry had been discussing had appeared on Will’s desk just that morning.
So Will was sure Henry was alive…just hiding. And while there were a million places that Henry could hide in the castle they called home, there was one place the HAP tended to retreat to when he felt most threatened.
Most people didn’t realize that the HAP actually had three labs. There was the fully equipped lab where almost everything was stored. His secondary lab was down near the SHU and tended to have things they needed to grab on the run. The last lab had actually taken Will the longest to find and was tucked into a corner of the Sanctuary he’d found by accident (okay, he’d gotten lost). Will wasn’t sure why Henry had that lab, although from the layers of concrete around it, he suspected it was so Henry didn’t accidentally blow anyone else up.
Skipping the first two labs (if Henry was in one of them, someone would have found him by now), Will descended directly to the lowest level and to Henry’s Mad Scientist Lab. In a fit of late night bonding, Will had actual spilled that title to the other man and rather than get offended, Henry had been delighted by it. He had gone so far as to begin referring to the lab by that moniker when speaking to Will to further confuse the other team members. It had resulting in eye rolling from Kate and head shaking from Magnus when the two men laughed over it.
Knowing it was always safer to announce himself to Henry; Will paused outside the entrance to the lab and called, “Henry? It’s just Will. Can I come in?”
“If you don’t have one of those invaders you can,” the HAP’s voice came back.
Will looked down at the kitten that had fallen asleep in his hands while he was walking and quickly stuffed her into the front pocket on his hoodie. “Just me,” he answered as he entered the lab. “How come you’re hiding down here?”
Henry opened his mouth to answer, but sneezed so hard before he could that his eyes almost crossed. “I am not hiding,” he replied crankily. He looked at Will suspiciously. “Are you sure you don’t have a cat?”
Will widened his eyes innocently. “It’s just me. What are you doing down here anyway?”
“Working. And trying to keep away from all the cats,” Henry answered.
“Soooo. Hiding,” Will replied as he looked cautiously around and finally decided it was safer not to sit, especially with the cargo in his pocket.
Henry glared at him and sneezed again. “I am not!”
"Sure looks like it to me, man." Will indicated the lab where they were both situated. “And no one’s seen you for days. I mean come on, they're cats. Kittens really for the most part. And they're like a sixteenth of your size!"
“And I am going to stay here until Kate stops cooing over them and Magnus decides they are not actually Abnormals and they go back where they come from,” Henry replied.
“But,” Will said. “They’re just…cats.” He pulled the kitten out of his pocket and held it out to Henry. “Look. It’s harmless.” The kitten opened its mouth, yawning and then considered Henry for a moment before hissing. Henry stared at it for a moment and Will could see him biting back a growl.
Henry set down whatever he’d picked up and turned to face his friend. “Will, let me explain to you who's apparently letting your college education go to your head. Cat family." He pointed at the animal cradled in Will's hands before pointing to himself. "Dog family. These two families? Do not get along. Even if I wasn't allergic!" His rant was punctuated by another sneeze. “Now get that damn thing out of my lab!”
Will yelped as the kitten sunk its claws into his hand and leaped from his grip. For a moment he thought he’d have to chase the animal around Henry’s lab, but the HAP’s face elongated into a half-transformation and he snarled at the kitten. The small animal halted in its escape and ran for Will, sinking its claws into his jeans and quickly ascending his legs.
Henry dropped into his chair, convulsed with laughter, as Will danced around, trying to unhook the kitten from his legs. “Okay. I have to admit they might be useful for something,” he admitted when he could breathe again. “Because that was priceless.”
Will tucked the kitten back into the pocket of his sweatshirt and left the lab, tossing a glare over his shoulder at his friend. Maybe that hadn’t gone quite the way he planned.
Characters: Will Zimmerman, Henry Foss
Fandom: Sanctuary
Series: none
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geonncannon Prompt: “I can just see poor Henry sneezing and sniffling and trying not to growl at the poor things.”
Summary: These invaders do not belong in his house.
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: No one recognizable belongs to me…more’s the pity.
Author's Note: Joining the fun with the cat stories! Got bestowed a prompt from
geonncannon after reading his story and just had so much fun. Hope he enjoys it! (Sorry for the mix-up!) Thanks to illfindmyway who even though she doesn’t watch Sanctuary let me spam her and checked over the story!It was about day five of the cat-vasion (as everyone had taken to calling it) when Will realized he hadn’t seen Henry since the first influx of four legged visitors. Scooping up the most biddable of the kittens that had made themselves at home in his office—this one a black and white fluffball—Will went in search of the missing HAP.
Figuring that even if he’d taking refuge on the roof, he’d long since come inside, Will tried to think of where to look for him. The kitchen, dining hall, offices, and other common rooms were out—not because Henry wouldn’t go there, but because they were already occupied by kittens and cats of various sizes and colorings. Almost every member of the Sanctuary staff had adopted at least one of the little furballs and if Will didn’t know better, he’d say they multiplied faster than the Nubbins. Even the Big Guy had taken to walking about with one perched on his shoulder, cheerfully growling back at it when it chirruped at him.
Will had thought, at first, that Henry’s objection was to the fur the cats seemed to shed everywhere. It made sense since the fur would most likely damage the delicate electronics the HAP worked with. But he didn’t seem bothered by the cats being in the other parts of the Sanctuary…just anywhere near him. A quick check with the other members of the Sanctuary revealed that no one else had physically seen Henry for at least four days, but they’d had evidence of him.
Magnus had received emails from him each day.
Kate had discovered the stunner she’d broken, in working order again, on her desk.
The food Big Guy prepared (many of them Henry’s favorites) had disappeared from the kitchen.
A comic book Will and Henry had been discussing had appeared on Will’s desk just that morning.
So Will was sure Henry was alive…just hiding. And while there were a million places that Henry could hide in the castle they called home, there was one place the HAP tended to retreat to when he felt most threatened.
Most people didn’t realize that the HAP actually had three labs. There was the fully equipped lab where almost everything was stored. His secondary lab was down near the SHU and tended to have things they needed to grab on the run. The last lab had actually taken Will the longest to find and was tucked into a corner of the Sanctuary he’d found by accident (okay, he’d gotten lost). Will wasn’t sure why Henry had that lab, although from the layers of concrete around it, he suspected it was so Henry didn’t accidentally blow anyone else up.
Skipping the first two labs (if Henry was in one of them, someone would have found him by now), Will descended directly to the lowest level and to Henry’s Mad Scientist Lab. In a fit of late night bonding, Will had actual spilled that title to the other man and rather than get offended, Henry had been delighted by it. He had gone so far as to begin referring to the lab by that moniker when speaking to Will to further confuse the other team members. It had resulting in eye rolling from Kate and head shaking from Magnus when the two men laughed over it.
Knowing it was always safer to announce himself to Henry; Will paused outside the entrance to the lab and called, “Henry? It’s just Will. Can I come in?”
“If you don’t have one of those invaders you can,” the HAP’s voice came back.
Will looked down at the kitten that had fallen asleep in his hands while he was walking and quickly stuffed her into the front pocket on his hoodie. “Just me,” he answered as he entered the lab. “How come you’re hiding down here?”
Henry opened his mouth to answer, but sneezed so hard before he could that his eyes almost crossed. “I am not hiding,” he replied crankily. He looked at Will suspiciously. “Are you sure you don’t have a cat?”
Will widened his eyes innocently. “It’s just me. What are you doing down here anyway?”
“Working. And trying to keep away from all the cats,” Henry answered.
“Soooo. Hiding,” Will replied as he looked cautiously around and finally decided it was safer not to sit, especially with the cargo in his pocket.
Henry glared at him and sneezed again. “I am not!”
"Sure looks like it to me, man." Will indicated the lab where they were both situated. “And no one’s seen you for days. I mean come on, they're cats. Kittens really for the most part. And they're like a sixteenth of your size!"
“And I am going to stay here until Kate stops cooing over them and Magnus decides they are not actually Abnormals and they go back where they come from,” Henry replied.
“But,” Will said. “They’re just…cats.” He pulled the kitten out of his pocket and held it out to Henry. “Look. It’s harmless.” The kitten opened its mouth, yawning and then considered Henry for a moment before hissing. Henry stared at it for a moment and Will could see him biting back a growl.
Henry set down whatever he’d picked up and turned to face his friend. “Will, let me explain to you who's apparently letting your college education go to your head. Cat family." He pointed at the animal cradled in Will's hands before pointing to himself. "Dog family. These two families? Do not get along. Even if I wasn't allergic!" His rant was punctuated by another sneeze. “Now get that damn thing out of my lab!”
Will yelped as the kitten sunk its claws into his hand and leaped from his grip. For a moment he thought he’d have to chase the animal around Henry’s lab, but the HAP’s face elongated into a half-transformation and he snarled at the kitten. The small animal halted in its escape and ran for Will, sinking its claws into his jeans and quickly ascending his legs.
Henry dropped into his chair, convulsed with laughter, as Will danced around, trying to unhook the kitten from his legs. “Okay. I have to admit they might be useful for something,” he admitted when he could breathe again. “Because that was priceless.”
Will tucked the kitten back into the pocket of his sweatshirt and left the lab, tossing a glare over his shoulder at his friend. Maybe that hadn’t gone quite the way he planned.
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And point of reference since I lol'd when I saw it,
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*face palm* Damn me! I will beg forgiveness and change it.
Glad you enjoyed it though! It was fun to write and surprisingly easy.
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Now I'm going to go stare at a blank page and try to join the kitty-wagon.
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Well, I don't think we've had a Kate story yet...or Ashley...
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I'm strictly a Henry girl. I know he's already been done, but really, can there BE too many Hap/Kitty stories? No.. no there cannot.
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I had a friend who carried her kitten around like that...so it totally worked for me. And I can see Will doing it. Possibly not for the cute factor but to freak someone (Kate? Henry?) out. They will stay in there if you put them to sleep first.
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Oh god yes. I need to get my DVDs out and watch Ryro being a complete dork. Or load my vids back onto my laptop.
ROTFL okay seriously...you would not believe the rejoinders we had to "doing Henry". But yes HAP vs cat...go for it! Maybe he actually loves them? And sneaks them into the Sanctuary?
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I totally think Biggie would adopt a kitten or six and carry them around :-)
LOL I just they're boys and I think Henry takes himself too seriously at times. So yeah the Mad Scientist Lab would be awesome.
Glad you like. I had fun.
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RyRo is the most adorable of dorks and I <3 him in ways I can't possibly explain. :)
I CAN'T TELL YOU MY SUPER-SEKRIT PLOT. *plots* It's sekrit.. hopefully I'll get it out and you'll see
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Well done. :)
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Thank you!
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Allergies to cats SUCK!
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*blushes* Thank you.
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Yes they might actually win.
LOL
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I am allergic to them, but not as bad as Henry. I just get all stuffy.
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Okay, first of ALL! Loved the story. It was awesome and if I in any way inspired it, I'm honored! Henry and Will were spot-on, and the story was great. I like it better than mine, to be honest with ya. ;-D
Secondly,
Seriously, given what I write, every time someone doesn't make the assumption that I'm a guy is a huge compliment. It makes me smile! :D
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*face palm* I really am sorry. Believe it or not...this is NOT the first time I've done that. Honestly most of the time I go either gender neutral or s/he if I don't actually KNOW the person or I ask or...yeah I'mma shut up now.
I'm glad you liked the story though. *blushes* I can't believe you like it better than yours. Honestly I have no issues writing the boys. They're easy enough...snark comes naturally to me (just ask most of my friends--I've actually been told to tone DOWN snark for characters) and for some reason I have a little Will and Henry voice in my head and all I need to do is tune into them.
You'd probably hate me if I told you how long it took me to write this...the only reason it took me as long as it did was because I was carrying on a couple of conversations while I was working.
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It doesn't help that my name "Geonn" is very ambiguous. When I first joined the online world, I tried to create a fake online ID as "Neil," but that didn't work (Yes, my real name is Geonn and my fake name was Neil. When you grow up with a weird name, you want normal ~g~).
So no harm, no foul! ~tips hat~ :D
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Oh, now see that is weird...and your name is kewl. I like unusual names--probably because my real name has an unusual spelling. My username comes from a nickname my one sister gave me, but oddly enough I've never had any trouble with gender with THIS one. *rolls eyes* Like I said with the one that ends in GIRL, yes. Go figure.
Apparently I sound like a guy when I talk. I'm gonna go with I'm a tomboy (or was when I was growing up) and have a lot of guy friends.
Mind if I ask what nationality your real name is? I like collecting names and nationalities because of my original writing.
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I'm Geonn Cannon from Oklahoma, USA!
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heehee!
Poor Will, kitten!claws are painful!
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It's kinda awesome. :-)
Congrats on being published.
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They really are! My sister's cat--if he doesn't get the attention he thinks he deserves or desires--he sinks his claws into your leg or butt. This isn't that bad when you're wearing jeans...but in pj pants?
You can always tell when he's on the rampage because you'll hear "Woofie! Nooo!" and a scream!
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So now it gets hazy. Somehow, they decided on Geonn. I've heard several stories. "I saw it on the hood of a car as GEON and just added the N" or "It was a supplier at the company I was working for" and "I just made it up," I don't know what the real origin is. But somehow, I ended up Geonn.
I HATED it growing up (especially in school; one teacher on the first day was going down the roll call list, got to me, and said, "I got no idea." Most of them guessed Gene or Gino or Ge-onn), but now I love it. I'm the only Geonn around! ~poses~
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THEM: "Name?"
ME: "Geonn."
THEM: "With an H or without?"
ME: "With a G."
THEM: "..."
I think one of the biggest things that made me approve of my name happened at Gatecon 2004. I got an autograph from JR Bourne on Wednesday. I spelled it for him and he paused and said, "One more time?" I spelled it again, he signed, and we went on with our day. Then on the official autograph day, I went to get his autograph again and started to spell it. JR: "G-E-O-N-N? I remember." I was thriiiilled.
Also, Peter Williams (Apophis himself!!) autographed my picture "To the man with the cool name." :D
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ouch!
heehee! While you have my sympathy for the attacks, that's a hilarious image!
my cat is more the 'lure you into a false sense of security then tear you to shreds with all 4 paws' kinda cat.
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My sister came tearing out of her room one day while I was visiting screaming "Save me! Save me from Woofie!" It was hysterical. (The cat by the name is actually Rufus, but everyone calls him Woofie. This is because he was Roofie until I pointed out this was a date rape drug...)
Hahaha awesome! Yeah, your cat would probably scare me. Mine? Is kinda anti-social and just glares you into submission...but he has no claws to back it up.
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The stories are awesome! So kewl when they remember you. You never expect them to do that...especially at a huge convention like that.
LOL I lost my post-it note with my name written on it at ConCon so Mark Sheppard leaned across the table and grabbed my name badge. Security was all like "ummm" and he's like totally blase about. Cuz I am this short little thing and apparently look harmless.
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mum and i can usually escape, luchily Jumble isn't usually the chasing kind :P
oh god, Roofie? That's amazing.I can just imagine your neighbours faces when you called him in :P
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Oh my goddess it was hysterical! I'm like "Sis, you canNOT stand outside and yell 'Roofie'" "Why not?" "It's a date rape drug." "It is?" "Oh my goddess YES!"
I love my sister I really do.
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so what kind of cat is he?
HA!! That would be wonderful to see :D
It can be both hilarious and awkward when family members are so innocent - I was watching TV with mum a while back, and someone mentioned 'gimp masks'... I ended up explaining by showing her urban dictionary :P
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He's nothing more than a barn cat. He's just a really big cat. He's not even fat...he's just BIG.
It was...although I still think the exploding cake is my favorite Sis story.
Hahaha, right? Okay I'll admit it, I don't think I know what a "gimp mask" is. Maybe it's English slang that I know by another name.
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Exploding cake? I both do and do not want to know :P Yeah, I definitely do want to know!
Gimp has a couple of meanings over here, the relevant one I have copied from Urban Dictionary:
A male BDSM rubber/leather slave. Specificaly, refers to slave in full-body suit - eg, rubber leather enclosure suits, and (this is the key thing) a full head mask.
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He really is :-) And I've got some of the most fun videos with him ♥ I need to work on sorting the new ones I have and putting them up for download.
LOL sooo did you post the super-sekrit plot?
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I got something done...recently. Oh! One of the two crossovers for H50/Sanctuary. And I just spent about an hour designing a steampunk outfit for Henry and trying to figure out a plot for a story that was supposed to be a birthday present for someone um last November. So talk about fails.
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Oh goddess the cake. So we have this recipe for how to bake a cake in a jar. So you can mail it (specifically overseas to people serving in the military but you can mail it anywhere) and the first time my sister did it...she kinda overfilled the jar. Needless to say, cake batter expands...and the jar exploded in the oven. I don't know if the jar itself actually exploded or if it just kinda overflowed and made a mess...but she said to me "I exploded the cake." So I tend to think she exploded the jar and the cake and well...everything.
The end of this story is she had to make a new one (obviously) and then when she sent it to our friend, he was out in the field on maneuvers. Well the cake will keep because it's sealed, but command decided the unit needed mail as a morale booster so they shipped the mail out by chopper. And tossed the package out of a chopper AT HIM! It hit the ground, bounced a couple times, but the jar was miraculously STILL INTACT when he opened it! We were amazed!
Oh I have heard of those, just never heard them called that. Okay then. *giggles at you explaining it to your mum* That's as bad as me explaining a dildo to my best friend.
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yeah, that was pretty awkward. Not as awkward, however, as trying to explain 69ing to my friend, in class, because another friend had been discussing it with her boyfriend. :S
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It's like the cake was supposed to get to him.
Hahah I've been there. Trying to explain dildo to my best friend in her mother's living room.
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This is one of those things that lets me believe that there must be some higher power - call it God or fate, or whatever.
Parents and sex are just a terrible, awkward conversation. My mum once told me, probably 10 years ago, that Robbie Williams was sex on a stick. It haunts me to this day.
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She once declared Pennsylvania wasn't part of the US. Put her fingers in her mouth after putting anti-freeze in the car. Umm...I have no idea.
Yes. I wouldn't necessarily say God...but yes a higher power.
*shudders* I feel your pain.
Hey, when you get a chance, could you email me? I can't find your email anywhere and I've got a few questions for you. If you don't have mine... medievalgirl@writing.com Thanks hun!