125: Rocky Horror Picture Show Drabble Feast: Featuring Spike!
Title In Just Seven Days
Author Bruttimabuoni
Rating PG13
Word Count 100
Prompt 125 ‘I can make you a man’, from the Rocky Horror Picture Show
Characters/Pairing (if any) Spike/Drusilla
A/N: Though based on the same movie musical, these are three separate drabbles, posted together only to avoid spamming. And the three words are in each!
William stared at the most wonderful woman in the world.
She’d given him eternity already.
She’d taught time to feed, richly and well, in ways he would never have dreamed of as a human.
She had killed for him; he had killed in return. God, it was powerfully wonderful.
And now... now she was offering something better still.
Drusilla toyed with the buttons at her throat. “Do you want to, then? Do you want me? We could do sweet, terrible, forbidden things. I can make you a man... if you’d like me to.”
William wasn’t about to argue. “God... yes.”
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Title The Late Night Double Feature Picture Show
Author Bruttimabuoni
Rating PG
Word Count 100
Prompt 125 Science Fiction, Double Feature
Characters/Pairing (if any) Spike, Adam
You’re such a cliché, Adam. And you’ve no idea of it, have you?
Don’t get me wrong, I like your ideas, this whole demon-vamp supremacy co-operation thing, it could work. It’s got vision. I’ll back you to the hilt (until the Slayer does you in, obviously).
But the look? It’s so... B-Movie.
You know? Dr X will build a creature? Yeah, doesn’t it show! Dr X might have been some kind of genius freak with her cages of demonic lab rats. But the woman had no sense of style.
I mean, is it so hard to get matching arms?
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Title Cards for Sorrow
Author Bruttimabuoni
Rating PG13
Word Count 100
Prompt 125 I’m Going Home
Characters/Pairing (if any) Spike
Right.
Fuck.
Right.
It’s the end of the world. Again.
We’re doing it our way. Again.
Gonna take the fight to the enemy, hit ’em where it hurts most. And there will be casualties. Again.
Let’s face it, I’m gonna die. Again.
One of these times, it’s gonna stick.
Fuck.
But it’s the right thing to do. So I’m there 100%.
It’s just the waiting I hate.
So I’m gonna spend it my way. No bloody premature heroics. Try and find a game, dealing cards till I get up the nerve. And then I’m fucking well gonna read some poetry.
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Author Bruttimabuoni
Rating PG13
Word Count 100
Prompt 125 ‘I can make you a man’, from the Rocky Horror Picture Show
Characters/Pairing (if any) Spike/Drusilla
A/N: Though based on the same movie musical, these are three separate drabbles, posted together only to avoid spamming. And the three words are in each!
William stared at the most wonderful woman in the world.
She’d given him eternity already.
She’d taught time to feed, richly and well, in ways he would never have dreamed of as a human.
She had killed for him; he had killed in return. God, it was powerfully wonderful.
And now... now she was offering something better still.
Drusilla toyed with the buttons at her throat. “Do you want to, then? Do you want me? We could do sweet, terrible, forbidden things. I can make you a man... if you’d like me to.”
William wasn’t about to argue. “God... yes.”
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Title The Late Night Double Feature Picture Show
Author Bruttimabuoni
Rating PG
Word Count 100
Prompt 125 Science Fiction, Double Feature
Characters/Pairing (if any) Spike, Adam
You’re such a cliché, Adam. And you’ve no idea of it, have you?
Don’t get me wrong, I like your ideas, this whole demon-vamp supremacy co-operation thing, it could work. It’s got vision. I’ll back you to the hilt (until the Slayer does you in, obviously).
But the look? It’s so... B-Movie.
You know? Dr X will build a creature? Yeah, doesn’t it show! Dr X might have been some kind of genius freak with her cages of demonic lab rats. But the woman had no sense of style.
I mean, is it so hard to get matching arms?
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Title Cards for Sorrow
Author Bruttimabuoni
Rating PG13
Word Count 100
Prompt 125 I’m Going Home
Characters/Pairing (if any) Spike
Right.
Fuck.
Right.
It’s the end of the world. Again.
We’re doing it our way. Again.
Gonna take the fight to the enemy, hit ’em where it hurts most. And there will be casualties. Again.
Let’s face it, I’m gonna die. Again.
One of these times, it’s gonna stick.
Fuck.
But it’s the right thing to do. So I’m there 100%.
It’s just the waiting I hate.
So I’m gonna spend it my way. No bloody premature heroics. Try and find a game, dealing cards till I get up the nerve. And then I’m fucking well gonna read some poetry.
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