Fic: 12-30 or Wouldn't Phase Me
Series: Twelve Days of Christmas
Title: December Thirtieth
Author: Jmaria
Rating: FR-15
Disclaimer: Joss owns them all - that lucky bastard.
Fandom(s): A:tS/BtVS/Firefly
Character(s): Buffy, Drusilla, Mal, River, Spike
Spoilers: post all series & movie
Summary: Not all gifts come to us on Christmas Day - well, what a way to ruin my Christmas break!
Words: 239
A/N: First Buffy centered Firefly I’ve done in a while (or ever actually)
Dedication: To xfirefly9x, who requested the characters.
Twelve Days of Christmas
December Thirtieth
Cleveland Watcher’s Council HQ
Buffy normally didn’t get too thrown by the weird things that happened in her life anymore. She’d saved the world, squashed big bads, and had occasional flings with the undead/paranormal people. So the events of the past week really hadn’t thrown her for a loop.
The arrival of Spike on her doorstep five days after Christmas, despite his supposed death in Sunnydale a year and a half before, with Dru in tow hadn’t even really phased her. The idea that the insane vampire was going to help them with their little problem barely registered on the freak factor. The Caleb look alike that had pulled a gun on her with the crazy girl that had popped out of Dawn’s blood had been weird, but not completely freak worthy. The fact that they were from the future was weird, but not also not unheard of in the paranormal department.
These were all things she was relatively familiar with, which in and of itself was a sad commentary on her life. The thing that really threw her was the yank forward in time. See, cause that was just weird. Time traveling forward with no way back, no access to the sister that’s blood had gotten her into this mess, and being stuck on a spaceship with Dru and Spike for the rest of her natural life? Yes, that freaked the hell out of her, and she wasn’t afraid to admit it.
Title: December Thirtieth
Author: Jmaria
Rating: FR-15
Disclaimer: Joss owns them all - that lucky bastard.
Fandom(s): A:tS/BtVS/Firefly
Character(s): Buffy, Drusilla, Mal, River, Spike
Spoilers: post all series & movie
Summary: Not all gifts come to us on Christmas Day - well, what a way to ruin my Christmas break!
Words: 239
A/N: First Buffy centered Firefly I’ve done in a while (or ever actually)
Dedication: To xfirefly9x, who requested the characters.
Twelve Days of Christmas
December Thirtieth
Cleveland Watcher’s Council HQ
Buffy normally didn’t get too thrown by the weird things that happened in her life anymore. She’d saved the world, squashed big bads, and had occasional flings with the undead/paranormal people. So the events of the past week really hadn’t thrown her for a loop.
The arrival of Spike on her doorstep five days after Christmas, despite his supposed death in Sunnydale a year and a half before, with Dru in tow hadn’t even really phased her. The idea that the insane vampire was going to help them with their little problem barely registered on the freak factor. The Caleb look alike that had pulled a gun on her with the crazy girl that had popped out of Dawn’s blood had been weird, but not completely freak worthy. The fact that they were from the future was weird, but not also not unheard of in the paranormal department.
These were all things she was relatively familiar with, which in and of itself was a sad commentary on her life. The thing that really threw her was the yank forward in time. See, cause that was just weird. Time traveling forward with no way back, no access to the sister that’s blood had gotten her into this mess, and being stuck on a spaceship with Dru and Spike for the rest of her natural life? Yes, that freaked the hell out of her, and she wasn’t afraid to admit it.