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Prompt 160 - three drabbles
Title:The Adventures of Robin Hood, So This Is Harris! and Pygmalion
Author: gillo
Rating: G
Word Count: 100 words apiece.
Prompt 160 - Oscar-winners from the 1920s to the 1940s.
Characters/Pairing Spike, Xander, Spike
The Adventures of Robin Hood" (1938)
Some moments in that last fight reminded Buffy of a movie. Not the ubervamps, so like orcs it made you wonder where that old British professor got his ideas from, or if there was a Hellmouth in New Zealand, nor the screams and bloody carnage of a horror movie. No, it was the muscular grace of Spike’s movement, the precision of his fists and knives, the way his enemies seemed to melt, butter-like before him.
Spike might have been a Big Bad once, but he now took (lives) from the bad to give life to the good. Her Robin Hood.
So This Is Harris! (1933)
Pirates had an irresistible charm. Willow once said so in her heterosexual days. Anya had mentioned an interest not confined to Mr Depp, and invented a game called “Shiver My Timbers”, which he was never going to talk about, ever.
Xander eyed himself in the mirror. Rakish costume, ready to go. Stupid accent, well-practised. Something still missing, though. Cutting off a leg was too extreme, and dead parrots belonged to a very old joke. He needed something else to complete the look. What?
Aha. An eye-patch. Perfect. He looked so good in one. Perhaps he should consider making it permanent.
Pygmalion (1938)
William worked hard to change his accent.
There was a parlour maid, a tasty piece hailing from Peckham. He enjoyed learning from her, imitating her pleas and cries, her babbling attempts to persuade him to leave her alone. Not as much as he enjoyed her blood when he was finally bored with her, though.
His mother’s coachman was good, too. Camden-born, he had an impressive line in swearing. Spike learned a lot from him as he ate his way through the scullery-maid, the stable-lad and the tweenie. Yes, ripe language was satisfying, like a ripe body. But it lasted longer.
Author: gillo
Rating: G
Word Count: 100 words apiece.
Prompt 160 - Oscar-winners from the 1920s to the 1940s.
Characters/Pairing Spike, Xander, Spike
The Adventures of Robin Hood" (1938)
Some moments in that last fight reminded Buffy of a movie. Not the ubervamps, so like orcs it made you wonder where that old British professor got his ideas from, or if there was a Hellmouth in New Zealand, nor the screams and bloody carnage of a horror movie. No, it was the muscular grace of Spike’s movement, the precision of his fists and knives, the way his enemies seemed to melt, butter-like before him.
Spike might have been a Big Bad once, but he now took (lives) from the bad to give life to the good. Her Robin Hood.
So This Is Harris! (1933)
Pirates had an irresistible charm. Willow once said so in her heterosexual days. Anya had mentioned an interest not confined to Mr Depp, and invented a game called “Shiver My Timbers”, which he was never going to talk about, ever.
Xander eyed himself in the mirror. Rakish costume, ready to go. Stupid accent, well-practised. Something still missing, though. Cutting off a leg was too extreme, and dead parrots belonged to a very old joke. He needed something else to complete the look. What?
Aha. An eye-patch. Perfect. He looked so good in one. Perhaps he should consider making it permanent.
Pygmalion (1938)
William worked hard to change his accent.
There was a parlour maid, a tasty piece hailing from Peckham. He enjoyed learning from her, imitating her pleas and cries, her babbling attempts to persuade him to leave her alone. Not as much as he enjoyed her blood when he was finally bored with her, though.
His mother’s coachman was good, too. Camden-born, he had an impressive line in swearing. Spike learned a lot from him as he ate his way through the scullery-maid, the stable-lad and the tweenie. Yes, ripe language was satisfying, like a ripe body. But it lasted longer.