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    Q doesn’t bend for anything and Q certainly doesn’t break for anyone, especially when it comes to stubborn double-ohs intent on making Q’s life hell, so when Q wakes up on a Saturday morning to 12 new texts from Bond and the incessant ringing of his flat’s doorbell, Q makes sure to bring a gun to answer the door.

    “Delivery for one…Quabik Quadree?”

    Q feels the weight of the Glock 19 in the pocket of his dressing gown and sincerely wonders whether to shoot the delivery man or himself.

    (or, that fic where everyone wants to know Q's name and stupid things happen in the process)

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    10 Feb 2026

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    In which Bond is a retired naval commander with too much house, Q is a mechanical engineer with too many sisters, and they have lengthy conversations about decorum, bonnet-ribbons and philosophy in Regency England.

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    “I just thought you might go pay a visit," his mother suggested.

    “Me?” Q asked, aghast. “Pay a visit?”

    “He must be starved for proper gentleman company, now that he’s settled in so far from London--”

    “I am far from proper gentleman company.”

    “--and perhaps if you befriended him he could introduce you to some nice heiresses.”

    “Heiresses?” Q repeated, baffled and horrified. “What in the world would I do with heiresses?”

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    09 Feb 2026

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    Bond wants nothing more than for someone, just once, to be waiting for him at the airport when he returns home.

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    09 Feb 2026

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    “What is it, Q?” He could hear the sudden hyperawareness in Bond’s voice.

    “Hostiles in Q Branch.” Q could feel the eerie calm of mission mode settling over himself as well as he snapped a half-full magazine into the box of the Walther. “Stand by.”

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    08 Feb 2026

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    COMPLETE! Bond finds himself increasingly curious about his enigmatic Quartermaster.

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    "Your prior hotel is no longer secure, I will direct you to a new location. Your luggage has already been transferred. A field agent and medic from the Diréction Générale de la Sécurité d'État will be waiting at the side entrance. I have cleared them both personally." In contrast to his crisp dry English, Q's pronunciation of the French words was fluid and flawless, the throaty tone of the fricatives sending a surprising jolt of awareness straight to Bond's cock — all the more remarkable given his degree of blood loss.

    "You're wasted on Q-branch, you have the voice for a phone-sex call-in line." The words slipped out of Bond's mouth without forethought, although he had plenty of time to think in the sudden pause that came afterward and stretched on for endless moments. Bond hadn't realized until now how Q was always there, with an immediate reply. In all their banter Q had never before been at a loss for words. Ever.

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    08 Feb 2026