Mal: Well said. Wasn't that well said, Zoe? Zoe: Had a kind poetry to it, sir.

'Out Of Gas'


Buffista Fic: It Could Be Plot Bunnies  

Where the Buffistas let their fanfic creative juices flow. May contain erotica.


Nicole - Sep 24, 2003 9:55:21 pm PDT #6822 of 10001
I'm getting the pig!

watching cartoons when Giles followed Buffy out of the cramped bathroom.

"Where's Xander and Anya?" Buffy asked.

Willow said, "Oh, they just went upstairs to..."

"I was asking Giles."

Willow and Giles exchanged confused looks.

"Well, I suppose that they went upstairs - as Willow said," Giles explained. "I myself am relieved to have a bit of peace and quiet."

"Buffy?" Willow said. "Did I do something...." she started to ask when she noticed Giles behind Buffy doing the international pictionary pantomime of someone sleeping with his palms together forming a pillow, his eyes closed and his head tilted onto his hands.

"Giles, do you know what the word confidential means?" Buffy asked, knowing that she was acting childish and hating herself for it.

Putting her hand up to let Giles know he didn't need to answer, Willow said, "Buffy, you came to me about something personal and private. I realize that...but Giles was worried about you. I told him you were having some....weird dreams about Faith. Just to put Giles at ease. I swear he's the only person I told."

Giles put his arm around Buffy but she brushed him off. "Which was the same reason why I told Xander about the dreams. We're all concerned. Xander asked if he should be helping out with patrolling, so I told him. I apologize. I wasn't aware that you wished it to be private. He was the only person I told."

Xander and Anya came down the stairs. Xander carried juice boxes and sandwiches. Anya carried a board game.

"Hey guys. I thought you might be hungry," Xander said while passing around the food and drinks. Buff, how'd you sleep last night? Any better?"

"Is it because of the dreams about Faith?" Anya asked as she sat down on the floor and began counting Monopoly money. "Spike thought maybe Willow could whip up a spell. Willow?"

Buffy interrupted, "If Willow only told Giles and Giles only told Xander, how does everyone know that I've been having dreams about Faith?" Buffy asked.

"I told many, many people." Xander confessed.

"Perfect." Buffy began pacing. "This is very personal to me, Willow. Not to mention a little embarrasing now that everyone knows that dream-me is getting all hot and heavy with Faith."

"Huh?" asked Xander, his interest suddenly burgeoning.

"I came to you because I thought you would be able to empathize from the female point of view. Not just because you're my best friend but also due to your knowledge of witchcraft," Buffy continued.

"Buffy? I never..."

Xander could hardly believe what he was hearing. "Intimate dreams? You and Faith are intimate? In the dreams?"

"Xander, don't act like....oh." The realization closed around her like a fist."You didn't....know." Buffy looked at Willow. "You didn't say anything about that part, did you?" she asked.

"No, Buffy. Of course not," Willow declared.

"No. Of course not," Buffy repeated. She had just outed herself. If she had been thinking clearly she'd have known that Xander couldn't know that part without hounding her and drilling her for details. "I have to get out of here. I need some air. And Xander, if you say the words intimate or dream, I'm going to...I don't know...probably sit down in the middle of this floor and cry," Buffy warned, as she walked towards the basement door leading to the outside.

"Buffy, wait. What if there are - clues in the details? Important clues," Xander said, hoping for this very special moment to continue.

Buffy held onto the door handle considering a number of things to say to Xander and instead, just walked outside longing to rewind the previous mortifying five minutes of the day.

Giles rolled his eyes in disgust at Xander, gathered up his clothes and went into the bathroom. If Buffy wanted to discuss the issue further with him, he decided that he would be better prepared after a hot shower.

Willow, also disgusted with Xander, smacked him in the arm. Twice.

Anya continued counting the monopoly money. She had ceased listening to the conversation some time ago.


Anne W. - Sep 25, 2003 12:42:30 am PDT #6823 of 10001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.

Nicole, your Snarky!Cordy is a thing of beauty. I miss her more than ever, now. The voices in this are absolutely perfect.

Want more! Now!


smonster - Sep 25, 2003 4:48:34 am PDT #6824 of 10001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Good stuff, Nicole.

I noticed a couple of small things, though.

There was no reason to tell everyone that a dream had managed to effect her so much.

This should be 'affect.'

Especially a dream in which she had been encroaching on the new world of lesbianism with a rouge slayer.

As much as Faith loves red lipstick, I think you meant 'rogue' slayer.

Keep it coming!


Nicole - Sep 25, 2003 5:27:11 am PDT #6825 of 10001
I'm getting the pig!

I miss her more than ever, now.
I love scruffy Wes almost as much as Ple but I really miss the bitchyCordy and bumblingWes from Season One Angel.

As much as Faith loves red lipstick, I think you meant 'rogue' slayer.

Ah. Gives a whole different look to my favorite evil overachiever.

This should be 'affect.'
Did you notice I used both spellings in the story? I didn't until just now. I suppose I could say that I was just testing ya'll but I would be lying. *g*
Changing both now on hard copy and the encouragement is much appreciated.
I'm loving this story even more so now that I know where I'm going with it.


P.M. Marc - Sep 25, 2003 6:17:16 am PDT #6826 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

Man, I love your Cordy. She's spot-on.


erikaj - Sep 25, 2003 6:22:43 am PDT #6827 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

Wrod.


deborah grabien - Sep 25, 2003 8:13:18 am PDT #6828 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Nicole, I like where the story and plot are going, and I love the Cordy and Wes.


sj - Sep 25, 2003 9:45:09 am PDT #6829 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Nicole, this is a great story. I especially liked:

If you'd rather pretend whatever you find is Cordelia and kill it on your own, be my guest."


JohnSweden - Sep 25, 2003 11:52:19 am PDT #6830 of 10001
I can't even.

"Buffy, wait. What if there are - clues in the details? Important clues," Xander said, hoping for this very special moment to continue.

Spewed beverage at my computer, which is glaring at me and dripping. Perfect Xander moment.


Nicole - Sep 25, 2003 11:53:22 am PDT #6831 of 10001
I'm getting the pig!

I was worried that it had too much dialogue but I couldn't bear to cut any of it out.

I like where the story and plot are going, and I love the Cordy and Wes.
Is the first part a nice way of saying that it's predictable? Too obvious? Because I'm feeling that the last line Angel asks Cordy about dreams was a bit of, "Here's where this is headed and I'm knocking you over the head with it."

Should I just end that part with Cordy's line "Does it effect me?"?