Drabble- Willow and Warren
I have many comments to respond to and several fics to read, but I'm so behind that I barely had time to dash off this drabble... :( Finals are over next week, and then I'll be back to writing fics longer than 100 words. :P
Anyway, here's this, some Willow (and Warren).
“…But why’s Angel get a reward?” Warren asked them.
Willow imagined tearing his muscles off him, one by one, and strangling him with them as he cried like a baby. Imagined avenging Tara once again and making it last.
But then she thought of Tara, of the sorrow and regrets and the disappointment she would feel knowing that Willow had been brought to that level of darkness again, and swallowed.
“Because he’s the yin to her yang,” she explained, schooling her features to hide the darkness threatening to break free.
This was a test.
And for Tara, she’d pass it.
Anyway, here's this, some Willow (and Warren).
“…But why’s Angel get a reward?” Warren asked them.
Willow imagined tearing his muscles off him, one by one, and strangling him with them as he cried like a baby. Imagined avenging Tara once again and making it last.
But then she thought of Tara, of the sorrow and regrets and the disappointment she would feel knowing that Willow had been brought to that level of darkness again, and swallowed.
“Because he’s the yin to her yang,” she explained, schooling her features to hide the darkness threatening to break free.
This was a test.
And for Tara, she’d pass it.