I like those!
'Shells'
Buffista Fic: It Could Be Plot Bunnies
Where the Buffistas let their fanfic creative juices flow. May contain erotica.
Hee! Thankee, Madam Wife.
Any time.(Mutual appreciation being the key to any successful internet plural marriage.)
Stunning stuff Deb.
Thank you, world's bestest mama-in-law.
Your son, BTW, came and stared uncomprehendingly at it over my shoulder, while apologising for not having the "poetry gene". I patted him on the shoulder consolingly, and told him it was OK.
And one more Bowie drabble.
Young Americans
She picked him up just after sunset, near the backstage door of Madison Square Garden.
He was a fox, in a heroin-chic, underfed way; skinny, muscled, all black leather and bleached hair. His name, he said, was Spike; he was on the guest list. Did she want to hang out backstage, and watch Ziggy Stardust? Oh hell yes, she did. She took his arm, oddly cold, and went inside.
The Spiders from Mars burned, and nearly everyone staggered out into the chilly Manhattan dawn. They found her under the stage the next morning, but by then, everyone had moved on.
You are on a roll!
Kaiser?
Sorry.
Kaiser?
Dutch Crunch.
I'm proud of this drabble even though it's not from any Jossverse, and in fact was just intended to be...fanfiction methadone, if you will. [link] (Thought somebody might miss my Munchkin...I do, but then love is hopeless, isn't it?) Even though it's off-length, I think it is the best fanfic drabble I've written. Which in some circles is like the prettiest skin infection, but I know y'all understand.