A drabble for
open_on_sunday. This one just seemed to jump on to the "paper." I might actually have time to eek out another.
Just Can’t Keep It Shut
“Oh god, noooooo!” She screamed as she realized what was about to happen. The demon reared back and spewed the greenish, gelatinous, goo all over them. The smell was overwhelming, and as they reeled, trying to maintain their footing, the demon ran off.
“That’s quite a defense mechanism,” Wesley said, almost admiringly. Then as he looked at Cordelia, he couldn’t help smiling. “You know, if you didn’t scream like that, your mouth wouldn’t be open, and..”
“Not. Another. Word.” she said. “Don’t you think I…I…”
Once more Wesley had to turn away. He wasn’t sure which experience was worse.