Challenge 18 - Crossing into Christmas
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- This is a one-shot writing challenge, where you have two options to inspire your story.
RequirementsOption A - You can write a crossover story that involves at least two separate shows/movies/video games/etc. It doesn't have to make sense why the character(s) is there, it just has to be clear that two fandoms have smushed together ( Read more... )
- This is a one-shot writing challenge, where you have two options to inspire your story.
RequirementsOption A - You can write a crossover story that involves at least two separate shows/movies/video games/etc. It doesn't have to make sense why the character(s) is there, it just has to be clear that two fandoms have smushed together ( Read more... )
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Crossover and Christmas
[Note: This is part of an ongoing series of mine that seems to never end, where Giles takes the Scoobies to London after the fall of Sunnydale and meets up with his old buddy Lestrade, thus getting them involved with the BBC Sherlock crew.]
“I must say, it’s very nice of you to invite us for Christmas,” Watson said as he shook Giles’s hand and moved past him into the rather large hotel suite. “Indeed, indeed,” Giles smiled. “Might as well share the wealth, so lucky to have landed this deal, and after all, Christmas wouldn’t be Christmas without-“
“I know this one!” Willow jumped forward, “Christmas won’t be Christmas without any….” she intoned, looking around her expectantly and waving a napkin filled with some type of crumbly appetizer.
“Wet comic books and a sleeping bag in the backyard?” Xander asked sprightly from the buffet table. “Staking vampires in a Christmas tree lot?” Buffy called out from the bar. “Mindless twaddle and small talk and meaningless gifts?” Sherlock pushed past John at the doorway and went to glare out the large bow window.
Giles’s smile faltered as he looked to greet the next guest. “While I’m tempted to add a wry observation from my own experience with Christmases past,” Mycroft said smoothly, only briefly grimacing at the memory of slow roast dinners at his parents’ cottage, “I believe Ms. Rosenberg is quoting a well-loved book in saying “Christmas won’t be Christmas without any presents.” From behind his back he produced a large shopping bag filled with brightly wrapped parcels and handed it to Willow, who squealed and started digging through it.
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