Gross Things (G: Dawn, Spike)

[readerjane]

Title: Gross Things
Prompt: Zombies
Timeline: more early B6
Wordcount: ~800
A/N: Angst warning. I'm afraid this doesn't play into the Mortifex theme much, but well. Zombie talk, at least.
Disclaimer: still not mine, alas

"How come you don't rot?"

"Excuse me?" Spike slapped down the ten of spades.

Comments

[snickfic]

AWWW. *sniff* My poor grievy sibling pair.

Very nicely done. :)

[readerjane]

Yeah, I'm so glad they had each other.

Thank you!

[treadingthedark]

OH!m Lovely. Thoughty.

[readerjane]

Thanks!

[rebcake]

Oh, very good. If they'd had an inkling...well it would have been too late, I suppose.

"You're thinking of zombies, not vampires. We--" he looked down his nose at her, "stay young and beautiful forever."

Heh. And they know it, too!

[readerjane]

Thanks!

What a wonderful icon. That lovely moment when our guy stopped brooding and was himself again.

[relurker]

Great moment! I love those two together.

[readerjane]

Thank you. I love them too.

(Also, it delights me to think of Dawn chanting, "Don't make that face, you'll freeze that wayyy."

[slaymesoftly]

Love this. I like "what if?" fics about Buffy's resurrection. This is very real.

[readerjane]

Thanks much.