Drabble: Happy
Whaddya know, I wrote comics-compliant B/A.
Happy
Barb C
Pairing: Buffy/Angel
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: Don't ask me, I just woke up with this in my head. (No, really. Serious, comics-compliant B/A.)
They are as gods, now. She barely remembers pain or fear. What does it matter that heaven is denied to her when they can make their own?
Sometimes images rise up from the past, ephemeral as smoke: the smell of chalk, walking the graveyard at night. Making pancakes. Folding laundry. Her sister's eyes, pleading. But she left those things behind long before Twilight came.
Sometimes, too, she hears the screams, though they're now so very far beneath her. It was all necessary, he said, and she believes him. She has to.
She chose to be happy. That can't be wrong.
END
Happy
Barb C
Pairing: Buffy/Angel
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: Don't ask me, I just woke up with this in my head. (No, really. Serious, comics-compliant B/A.)
They are as gods, now. She barely remembers pain or fear. What does it matter that heaven is denied to her when they can make their own?
Sometimes images rise up from the past, ephemeral as smoke: the smell of chalk, walking the graveyard at night. Making pancakes. Folding laundry. Her sister's eyes, pleading. But she left those things behind long before Twilight came.
Sometimes, too, she hears the screams, though they're now so very far beneath her. It was all necessary, he said, and she believes him. She has to.
She chose to be happy. That can't be wrong.
END