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Marriage is love.
From the drabble-matic:
To Sweetly Kiss
Spike and Angel were celebrating an irresistable Valentine's Day together. Spike had cooked a smoky dinner and they ate by the window by candlelight.
"My darling," Angel said, stroking Spike's arm, "I have something for you." He gave a box to Spike. "It is but a lush token of my swift love."
Spike opened the box. Inside was a jubilant suitcase! He gazed at it carefully. Then he gazed at Angel carefully. "It's fierce," Spike said. "Come here and let me kiss you."
Just then, an abundant crone sprang out of hiding and cackled like a sunset painted blood-red looming low in the sky. "Your happiness will not last!" she said in a delicate voice and dropped a piece of paper onto the dinner table.
Angel read it. "It's a page from a diary. It says...it says that you're my brother."
They stared at each other soothingly as the crone cackled some more. Spike's cheek began to tremble. Then Angel shrugged, pulled out a tie, and hit the crone on her neck. She fell over dead.
"Problem solved!" Spike said and kissed Angel mockingly. "This is a sweet Valentine's Day!"
They innocently burned the diary page in the candle and never told another soul.
And then they kissed each other all night long.
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You can get your own here. What fun!
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eta: another drabble..this is addictive! It's silly and it doesn't make much sense...
The Adventure Of The Goldfish
Mulder and Krycek were out for a precious Valentine's walk by the bed. As they went, Krycek rested his hand on Mulder's chest. It was the most romantic walk ever. But even though the day was so rosy, Mulder was filled with pale dread.
"Do you suppose it's silky here?" he asked soothingly.
"You endearing silly," Krycek said, tickling Mulder with his window. "It's completely smooth."
Just then, a warm goldfish leapt out from behind a bed and punched Krycek in the ear. "Aaargh!" Krycek screamed.
Things looked calm. But Mulder, although he was luminous, knew he had to save his love. He grabbed a stove and, like a balloon floating purely on love., beat the goldfish sarcastically until it ran off. "That will teach you to punch innocent people."
Then he clasped Krycek close. Krycek was bleeding softly. "My darling," Mulder said, and pressed his lips to Krycek's neck.
"I love you," Krycek said carefully, and expired in Mulder's arms.
Mulder never loved again.
the end.
Aww...sad *sniff*
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eta: I just heard about Angel. This sucks big blue balls. I'm going to miss it so much. Damn the WB for not knowing when they have a good thing. I was really enjoying this season. sigh. How depressing.
From the drabble-matic:
To Sweetly Kiss
Spike and Angel were celebrating an irresistable Valentine's Day together. Spike had cooked a smoky dinner and they ate by the window by candlelight.
"My darling," Angel said, stroking Spike's arm, "I have something for you." He gave a box to Spike. "It is but a lush token of my swift love."
Spike opened the box. Inside was a jubilant suitcase! He gazed at it carefully. Then he gazed at Angel carefully. "It's fierce," Spike said. "Come here and let me kiss you."
Just then, an abundant crone sprang out of hiding and cackled like a sunset painted blood-red looming low in the sky. "Your happiness will not last!" she said in a delicate voice and dropped a piece of paper onto the dinner table.
Angel read it. "It's a page from a diary. It says...it says that you're my brother."
They stared at each other soothingly as the crone cackled some more. Spike's cheek began to tremble. Then Angel shrugged, pulled out a tie, and hit the crone on her neck. She fell over dead.
"Problem solved!" Spike said and kissed Angel mockingly. "This is a sweet Valentine's Day!"
They innocently burned the diary page in the candle and never told another soul.
And then they kissed each other all night long.
***
You can get your own here. What fun!
***
eta: another drabble..this is addictive! It's silly and it doesn't make much sense...
The Adventure Of The Goldfish
Mulder and Krycek were out for a precious Valentine's walk by the bed. As they went, Krycek rested his hand on Mulder's chest. It was the most romantic walk ever. But even though the day was so rosy, Mulder was filled with pale dread.
"Do you suppose it's silky here?" he asked soothingly.
"You endearing silly," Krycek said, tickling Mulder with his window. "It's completely smooth."
Just then, a warm goldfish leapt out from behind a bed and punched Krycek in the ear. "Aaargh!" Krycek screamed.
Things looked calm. But Mulder, although he was luminous, knew he had to save his love. He grabbed a stove and, like a balloon floating purely on love., beat the goldfish sarcastically until it ran off. "That will teach you to punch innocent people."
Then he clasped Krycek close. Krycek was bleeding softly. "My darling," Mulder said, and pressed his lips to Krycek's neck.
"I love you," Krycek said carefully, and expired in Mulder's arms.
Mulder never loved again.
the end.
Aww...sad *sniff*
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eta: I just heard about Angel. This sucks big blue balls. I'm going to miss it so much. Damn the WB for not knowing when they have a good thing. I was really enjoying this season. sigh. How depressing.