Fanfic: Distraction
Title: Distraction
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Characters: Willow, Xander, Oz, Cordelia
Community/Prompt: fanfic_bakeoff/Prompt #2 - "Tangle"
Word Count: 299 words
Chapters: One-shot
Rating: G
Genre: Humour
disclaimer: The characters and world of Buffy the Vampire Slayer belongs to Joss Whedon and his pals. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Story Description: Buffy has been gone since her final battle with Angelus, but that doesn't mean the baddies will stop their evil ways. The scoobies do what scoobies must and fight for love, justice and... ew... is that slime??
Distraction
By Sarga
“Okay, so here's the plan...” Willow whispered to her comrades in arms as they all crouched low in a circle of bushes. “Xander, you distract the left head. Cordy, you distract the right head.”
Ever since Buffy had disappeared, they'd been holding their own... if by holding their own, that meant no one had been killed. The most recent 'big bad' to assault Sunnydale - a three-headed, thousand-armed slime demon - was making that 'holding pattern' seem a little less likely.
“I'll take the middle head and Oz, you attack it with your... knife... thing.” Willow waved her hand toward the strange ceremonial blade Giles had given them.
“Knife thing. Check.” Oz, usually unflappable, had a drop of sweat on his brow. This would require more than luck. They'd need skill. Skill none of them had.
“Okay, get into position, count to twenty, then do it.” Willow was really enjoying her leadership role as her friends nodded in agreement.
They spread out and Willow started counting.
At fifteen, Cordy jumped from the bushes and started yelling at it.
“That wasn't twenty,” Willow muttered as Xander jumped out at the seventeen mark.
Willow joined the fray, the proverbial straw on the camel's back, as the demon's arms criss-crossed crazily. Like animate threads, hundreds of arms flexed this way and that, tripping over themselves until, much to the humans' shock and joy, the creature was tangled in one great big knot.
Unable to balance itself, the creature's heads swayed desperately until it simply rolled back... back... and into the very big, very deep hole from whence it oozed.
“Huh,” Oz looked at the unused dagger in his hand and back over the edge of the hole. “Guess he had a thousand left feet.”
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Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Characters: Willow, Xander, Oz, Cordelia
Community/Prompt: fanfic_bakeoff/Prompt #2 - "Tangle"
Word Count: 299 words
Chapters: One-shot
Rating: G
Genre: Humour
disclaimer: The characters and world of Buffy the Vampire Slayer belongs to Joss Whedon and his pals. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Story Description: Buffy has been gone since her final battle with Angelus, but that doesn't mean the baddies will stop their evil ways. The scoobies do what scoobies must and fight for love, justice and... ew... is that slime??
Distraction
By Sarga
“Okay, so here's the plan...” Willow whispered to her comrades in arms as they all crouched low in a circle of bushes. “Xander, you distract the left head. Cordy, you distract the right head.”
Ever since Buffy had disappeared, they'd been holding their own... if by holding their own, that meant no one had been killed. The most recent 'big bad' to assault Sunnydale - a three-headed, thousand-armed slime demon - was making that 'holding pattern' seem a little less likely.
“I'll take the middle head and Oz, you attack it with your... knife... thing.” Willow waved her hand toward the strange ceremonial blade Giles had given them.
“Knife thing. Check.” Oz, usually unflappable, had a drop of sweat on his brow. This would require more than luck. They'd need skill. Skill none of them had.
“Okay, get into position, count to twenty, then do it.” Willow was really enjoying her leadership role as her friends nodded in agreement.
They spread out and Willow started counting.
At fifteen, Cordy jumped from the bushes and started yelling at it.
“That wasn't twenty,” Willow muttered as Xander jumped out at the seventeen mark.
Willow joined the fray, the proverbial straw on the camel's back, as the demon's arms criss-crossed crazily. Like animate threads, hundreds of arms flexed this way and that, tripping over themselves until, much to the humans' shock and joy, the creature was tangled in one great big knot.
Unable to balance itself, the creature's heads swayed desperately until it simply rolled back... back... and into the very big, very deep hole from whence it oozed.
“Huh,” Oz looked at the unused dagger in his hand and back over the edge of the hole. “Guess he had a thousand left feet.”
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