REPOST: I Wish I May, I Wish I Might - BtVS/PotC Crossover
Title: I Wish I May, I Wish I Might
Author: Vesica
Rating: PG
Genre: Silly, fluffy fic.
Disclaimer: All your bases be belonging to us, intellectual property rights are another matter entirely.
Buffy glared sourly at Anya. "I cannot believe you!" she shouted at the once-again demon. "When I said I wished for a black pearl, I meant JEWELLERY!"
"Well, you didn't say that, now did you?" Anya countered. "The demon's in the details, you know."
"In hindsight, playing 'Truth or Dare' after four rounds of daiquiris might not have been a very good idea." Tara mumbled.
Willow managed a wobbly smile, "I don't think 'I dare you to make a wish' is a fair dare anyway. Hey - 'fair dare' - I rhymed!"
Tara patted Willow's arm indulgently. "At least it's a warm, sunny day here..." she paused, frowning. "Wherever here is."
"Here is the quarterdeck of the Black Pearl."
Startled they turned to find a man wearing an odd assortment of slightly worse-for-the-wear finery. He removed his hat, with a flourishing bow. "Captain Jack Sparrow, at your service. What brings," he paused, looking them up and down, "ladies such as yourselves to my humble ship?"
Buffy was the first to realize the reason for his odd look. "Oh god," she shrieked, trying to hide behind the others, who by now realized they were all standing about in their nightclothes.
Jack never realized how entertaining four women trying to simultaneously hide behind each other could be. After a good deal more arguing and a few really creative swears that impressed even Jack, one of them stepped forward bravely.
"You see, there was a party, a slumber party, to cheer Anya up, after the whole left-at-the-altar thing." At the Captain's look of pained confusion, Tara tried again. "Um, there was rum, way too much rum, and a game and a wish. And," she finished lamely, "here we are."
"Rum? Now we're getting somewhere." When he saw only worried faces and no rum forthcoming, he sighed. "You didn't bring any rum, did you?"
Tara shrugged apologetically, "Sorry - we, we sort of drank it all."
"Drank it?" Jack thought for a moment, then continued brightly. "I can work with that. Come on," he beckoned Tara, "Give us a kiss, then."
"No!" Willow yelped, grabbing Anya. "Don't let him kiss my girl! I wish it! I wish it!"
Anya shrugged, "Okay."
Suddenly there was a strangely familiar young man standing where Tara had been.
Jack blinked in astonishment. "That's some rum!" he exclaimed before enthusiastically crushing his lips to, the now-male, Tara's.
"What?" Anya asked when both Buffy and Willow rounded on her. "It's not like he's bad-looking, for a pirate."
"Pirate?! You 'poofed' us to a pirate ship?!?" Buffy squawked. "That's it." She pried the now blushing, somewhat breathless Tara away from Jack.
"Listen up, WishMaster. I wish we were back in my living room, in the same universe and time we came from, and all female again, meaning fix Tara, and bringing no one, meaning him, with us, and," she paused, "there had better be fresh bottles of rum waiting for us or a certain ex-'ex-demon' will regret it. Detailed enough?"
"Quite." Anya replied, muttering "you Killjoy you" before 'poofing' them home.
Jack looked around his now empty ship and slowly licked his lips. "Not bad, that. Not rum-but not bad."
END.
The "Give Us a Kiss, Then" Drabble Challenge Requirements
1) Must be PotC/BtVS/AtS Check
2) Length: 100-500 words 500 exactly - not counting the required line
3) Jack must say, "Give us a kiss, then" at some point in the story Check
4) To a guy = extra points Check
5) And doesn't get punched = extra points Check
6) Jack actually getting kissed = extra points Does it count if he is the 'kisser' not the 'kissee'?
7) To a guy = extra points Check, sort of
8) Jack being wistful for rum in the manner of "But why is the rum gone?" or similar = extra points Check
9) Jack may not be in a romantic relationship with other character prior to scene. Check
Originally Posted: January 30th 2004
Author: Vesica
Rating: PG
Genre: Silly, fluffy fic.
Disclaimer: All your bases be belonging to us, intellectual property rights are another matter entirely.
Buffy glared sourly at Anya. "I cannot believe you!" she shouted at the once-again demon. "When I said I wished for a black pearl, I meant JEWELLERY!"
"Well, you didn't say that, now did you?" Anya countered. "The demon's in the details, you know."
"In hindsight, playing 'Truth or Dare' after four rounds of daiquiris might not have been a very good idea." Tara mumbled.
Willow managed a wobbly smile, "I don't think 'I dare you to make a wish' is a fair dare anyway. Hey - 'fair dare' - I rhymed!"
Tara patted Willow's arm indulgently. "At least it's a warm, sunny day here..." she paused, frowning. "Wherever here is."
"Here is the quarterdeck of the Black Pearl."
Startled they turned to find a man wearing an odd assortment of slightly worse-for-the-wear finery. He removed his hat, with a flourishing bow. "Captain Jack Sparrow, at your service. What brings," he paused, looking them up and down, "ladies such as yourselves to my humble ship?"
Buffy was the first to realize the reason for his odd look. "Oh god," she shrieked, trying to hide behind the others, who by now realized they were all standing about in their nightclothes.
Jack never realized how entertaining four women trying to simultaneously hide behind each other could be. After a good deal more arguing and a few really creative swears that impressed even Jack, one of them stepped forward bravely.
"You see, there was a party, a slumber party, to cheer Anya up, after the whole left-at-the-altar thing." At the Captain's look of pained confusion, Tara tried again. "Um, there was rum, way too much rum, and a game and a wish. And," she finished lamely, "here we are."
"Rum? Now we're getting somewhere." When he saw only worried faces and no rum forthcoming, he sighed. "You didn't bring any rum, did you?"
Tara shrugged apologetically, "Sorry - we, we sort of drank it all."
"Drank it?" Jack thought for a moment, then continued brightly. "I can work with that. Come on," he beckoned Tara, "Give us a kiss, then."
"No!" Willow yelped, grabbing Anya. "Don't let him kiss my girl! I wish it! I wish it!"
Anya shrugged, "Okay."
Suddenly there was a strangely familiar young man standing where Tara had been.
Jack blinked in astonishment. "That's some rum!" he exclaimed before enthusiastically crushing his lips to, the now-male, Tara's.
"What?" Anya asked when both Buffy and Willow rounded on her. "It's not like he's bad-looking, for a pirate."
"Pirate?! You 'poofed' us to a pirate ship?!?" Buffy squawked. "That's it." She pried the now blushing, somewhat breathless Tara away from Jack.
"Listen up, WishMaster. I wish we were back in my living room, in the same universe and time we came from, and all female again, meaning fix Tara, and bringing no one, meaning him, with us, and," she paused, "there had better be fresh bottles of rum waiting for us or a certain ex-'ex-demon' will regret it. Detailed enough?"
"Quite." Anya replied, muttering "you Killjoy you" before 'poofing' them home.
Jack looked around his now empty ship and slowly licked his lips. "Not bad, that. Not rum-but not bad."
END.
The "Give Us a Kiss, Then" Drabble Challenge Requirements
1) Must be PotC/BtVS/AtS Check
2) Length: 100-500 words 500 exactly - not counting the required line
3) Jack must say, "Give us a kiss, then" at some point in the story Check
4) To a guy = extra points Check
5) And doesn't get punched = extra points Check
6) Jack actually getting kissed = extra points Does it count if he is the 'kisser' not the 'kissee'?
7) To a guy = extra points Check, sort of
8) Jack being wistful for rum in the manner of "But why is the rum gone?" or similar = extra points Check
9) Jack may not be in a romantic relationship with other character prior to scene. Check
Originally Posted: January 30th 2004