Bwah-ha-ha-ha!
Connie, you even managed to sidestep my Puppets Don't Have Sex squick. That was great!
I am a large, semi-muscular man. I can take it. Don't hide behind Mal 'cause you know he'll shoot it down for you. Tell me.
Wash ,'War Stories'
Buffista Fic: It Could Be Plot Bunnies
Where the Buffistas let their fanfic creative juices flow. May contain erotica.
Atropa - Feb 25, 2004 1:58:55 pm PST #8649 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
sj - Feb 25, 2004 2:02:08 pm PST #8650 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Druslla: Promise?
Bwah! Connie that was great.
Connie Neil - Feb 25, 2004 6:21:07 pm PST #8651 of 10001
brillig
Dear Muse:
OK, I've got the dark chocolate Hershey's Kisses restocked, and there's diet Coke in the fridge. I won't let us run out again if you don't make us do strange things with puppets anymore.
Deal?
Signed
The person with the keyboard
Connie Neil - Feb 25, 2004 9:23:42 pm PST #8652 of 10001
brillig
I shouldn't try to do fic on Angel night, I always get distracted. But at least it doesn't involve puppets. Angel is prowling around to find out what's happened to Spike
The building in the middle of the development showed activity. Angel circled it carefully. Light showed out of half-blocked windows, and another guard, female this time, leaned in the front doorway. A well-organized group, by the look of it.
A car engine and loud music warned him to duck behind some rubble. A black De Soto squealed tires around the corner and screeched to a stop in front of a set of garage doors. The horn beeped twice, the garage doors rolled up, and the car pulled in.
A male vampire strolled up. "Hey, boss!"
The driver's door opened with a blare of punk rock from the stereo. Spike leaned out and tossed a can of beer over.
"Thanks!"
When the song ended, Spike killed the stereo and climbed out of his reclaimed car, carrying several grocery bags. "Anything fun happen while I was out, Sammy?"
"Sorry, no."
Peeling the wrapper off a pack of cigarettes, Spike nodded at the empty side of the garage. "Where's he taken himself off to?"
"Book shipment, he said."
"Yeah, right," Spike laughed. "He's probably trolling the bus station, with his 'I'm so respectable, look at my shiny foreign car, can I give you a ride, little girl?' routine. Or little boy, depending on his mood."
Deena - Feb 26, 2004 1:33:45 am PST #8653 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
I warped Connie. I warped Connie. Hee!
Or little boy, depending on his mood."
Giles is a very bad vampire.
DCJensen - Feb 26, 2004 8:38:03 am PST #8654 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.
VampGiles could be Ripper with fangs....
Connie Neil - Feb 26, 2004 8:43:35 am PST #8655 of 10001
brillig
You think?
erikaj - Feb 26, 2004 9:20:37 am PST #8656 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Shiny. Want.(but only for a night or so)
Connie Neil - Feb 26, 2004 9:42:51 am PST #8657 of 10001
brillig
The question being, would you survive the night or so? Or, again, do you want to?
erikaj - Feb 26, 2004 9:56:06 am PST #8658 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Tough question, there.