Fic - A Night Out
Title -- A Night Out
Author-- cornerofmadness
Disclaimer -- Joss Whedon owns all
Rating -- teen
Characters/Pairing --Faith/Wes
Word Count -- 308
Warning -- none
Summary -- They’re out for a little fun
Author’s Note -- Happy holidays 2014 to aaronlisa. This is an AR where After the Fall had a happier ending than detailed in the comic books.
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Faith ducked under the incoming fist, taking a step back on the dance floor. She nearly fell over a young woman in a dress that was big enough to cover her tits or her ass but not really both. And Faith used to think she, B. and Cordelia had dressed slutty. At least her own as wasn’t hanging out, but her black pants looked painted on. Wes liked them that way.
Before Faith could come up with the stake she had hidden down her shirt, the vampire dusted. Wes grinned at her through the cloud of former vampire.
“Sense anymore?” he asked over the throbbing techno music.
Faith shook her head, dusting off her shirt. “No, I don’t.” She looked around. Her ‘Spidey sense’ was better than Buffy’s, but she still wasn’t that good at it. Faith wondered if any Slayer was really as good as the Watcher’s claimed they could be. No one around them on the dance floor even seemed to have noticed the altercation.
“Want to stay?” Wes asked dubiously.
Faith shook her head. The club hadn’t been as fun as she thought it would be. Fighting the vampire had been the highlight. “I’m over the club scene right now.”
“There’s an English pub a few blocks from here. We can get a couple pints and you can beat the pants off me at darts.”
Faith smiled. “We’ll save the pants off stuff for later.” She led the way out of the club, then let him show her the way to the Bull and Whistle.
“Sorry it’s been a bad night,” Wes said as they walked.
“Not so bad.” Faith slipped an arm around his waist. “Besides, a bad night out and fighting is better than a slow night in.”
Wes smirked. He got it. He got her and what more could Faith ask for?
Author-- cornerofmadness
Disclaimer -- Joss Whedon owns all
Rating -- teen
Characters/Pairing --Faith/Wes
Word Count -- 308
Warning -- none
Summary -- They’re out for a little fun
Author’s Note -- Happy holidays 2014 to aaronlisa. This is an AR where After the Fall had a happier ending than detailed in the comic books.
XXX
Faith ducked under the incoming fist, taking a step back on the dance floor. She nearly fell over a young woman in a dress that was big enough to cover her tits or her ass but not really both. And Faith used to think she, B. and Cordelia had dressed slutty. At least her own as wasn’t hanging out, but her black pants looked painted on. Wes liked them that way.
Before Faith could come up with the stake she had hidden down her shirt, the vampire dusted. Wes grinned at her through the cloud of former vampire.
“Sense anymore?” he asked over the throbbing techno music.
Faith shook her head, dusting off her shirt. “No, I don’t.” She looked around. Her ‘Spidey sense’ was better than Buffy’s, but she still wasn’t that good at it. Faith wondered if any Slayer was really as good as the Watcher’s claimed they could be. No one around them on the dance floor even seemed to have noticed the altercation.
“Want to stay?” Wes asked dubiously.
Faith shook her head. The club hadn’t been as fun as she thought it would be. Fighting the vampire had been the highlight. “I’m over the club scene right now.”
“There’s an English pub a few blocks from here. We can get a couple pints and you can beat the pants off me at darts.”
Faith smiled. “We’ll save the pants off stuff for later.” She led the way out of the club, then let him show her the way to the Bull and Whistle.
“Sorry it’s been a bad night,” Wes said as they walked.
“Not so bad.” Faith slipped an arm around his waist. “Besides, a bad night out and fighting is better than a slow night in.”
Wes smirked. He got it. He got her and what more could Faith ask for?