Right. I've been writing while away, and ended up with something much longer than I expected (thank you, slow trains). This comes with a big flashing warning. It is baby fic, and nothing but baby fic. Spuffy babyfic at that. It's the story of how Annie came to exist, and there's almost no supernatural in this. It *does* have some Illyria&Buffy
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I seriously thought Spike’s eyeballs might pop out when he saw me at thirty seven weeks. It’s hard for short women to do this gracefully, dammit.
The first thing he said was, “Fuck me, you’re enormous.”
The second thing he said was, “Ow.” But the third was, “Sorry.”
I was resigned. “No, it’s true. I grew a lot while you were away.”
His voice was muffled by the hugging, but it came over pretty clearly. “Not what I meant.”
Hee!
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What I love most is the switch into first person - very metatextual, that when it comes down to it, it's actually Buffy going "OK, guys, you were wondering, so here's how it is."
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This may be my first proper Buffy-first-person. Weird to do it in the Rulesverse, I suppose, but it fitted this.
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“Oh, and don’t ever let anyone call you Ann, okay? Over here, Ann Summers sells saucy nurses’ outfits and sex toys. I’m pretty sure your mum overlooked that, when she nicknamed you. But it’s still better than being called Pratt. Take it from me.”
Lovely! And so very true. My husband promised me he would
try to love the baby, but it would be difficult at first. (Definitely his child - never any doubt there!) When she arrived, one look of the blue eyes and he was permanently wrapped round her tiny finger.
The finger's grown, but he's still well and truly under her thumb! So Spike's conversation is totally right - and I love the fact that
he made the connection with Ann Summers!
Beautiful.
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