Challenge 590 - remainder prompt 225 - hurricane
Title: The Perils of Spellcasting Alone
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Pairing: Willow/Tara
Prompt: 590 - remainder, 225 - hurricane
Word Count: 250
Rating: Teen
Summary: Willow can't hide the effects of her spellcasting from Tara
Willow’s eyes widened at the sound of Tara’s key in the lock. She hurried to the door and opened it just wide enough to slip outside. “Oh, hi, I was just going to go and get some coffee. Would you like to join me?”
“I’m a little beat right now. Maybe in a little while. After a nap. You could nap too if you wanted.”
“No!” Willow said, watching Tara push the door open a little more. “I napped already. I’m all napped out.”
“Well, we don’t have to nap,” Tara said with a wink. She pushed the door open.
The dorm room looked as if had been hit by a hurricane. “Oh my goddess, did someone break in?”
“I can explain. I was playing with Miss Kitty Fantastico, doing the spell with the feather. And during the middle of it, Giles called and said there was a big bad that needed research so I went to see him and when I came back, the room was like this.”
Tara glanced over to where Miss Kitty Fantastico was curled up in the corner, a feather imprisoned under her paws.
Tara sighed, thoughts of a peaceful afternoon gone out the window. “Willow.”
“Yeah?”
“Promise me that you won’t do any more spellcasting without me.”
“All right. I won’t do any more casting without you,” Willow said. She remembered that there was a spell in one of Giles’ books for moments like these and vowed to research it as soon as possible.
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Pairing: Willow/Tara
Prompt: 590 - remainder, 225 - hurricane
Word Count: 250
Rating: Teen
Summary: Willow can't hide the effects of her spellcasting from Tara
Willow’s eyes widened at the sound of Tara’s key in the lock. She hurried to the door and opened it just wide enough to slip outside. “Oh, hi, I was just going to go and get some coffee. Would you like to join me?”
“I’m a little beat right now. Maybe in a little while. After a nap. You could nap too if you wanted.”
“No!” Willow said, watching Tara push the door open a little more. “I napped already. I’m all napped out.”
“Well, we don’t have to nap,” Tara said with a wink. She pushed the door open.
The dorm room looked as if had been hit by a hurricane. “Oh my goddess, did someone break in?”
“I can explain. I was playing with Miss Kitty Fantastico, doing the spell with the feather. And during the middle of it, Giles called and said there was a big bad that needed research so I went to see him and when I came back, the room was like this.”
Tara glanced over to where Miss Kitty Fantastico was curled up in the corner, a feather imprisoned under her paws.
Tara sighed, thoughts of a peaceful afternoon gone out the window. “Willow.”
“Yeah?”
“Promise me that you won’t do any more spellcasting without me.”
“All right. I won’t do any more casting without you,” Willow said. She remembered that there was a spell in one of Giles’ books for moments like these and vowed to research it as soon as possible.