Drabbles for Heat by RoseWill
By Rose Williams
Rated G.
Disclaimers: Buffy the Vampire Slayer was created by Joss Whedon and is property of Mutant Enemy and others. Harry Potter was created by JK Rowling and is property of Bloomsbury and others. The West Wing was created by Aaron Sorkin and is owned by John Wells and others. I own nothing.
Author’s Notes: The first “to make warm” is part of my post Dark Threads universe. Stand alone, of course.
The second is inspired by Marcus Rowland’s drabble series, how the West Wing would deal with the collapse of Sunnydale.
Giles moved closer to the window. He was bored, and therefore cold.
Heat, transitive, to make something warm or hot.
It was also a noun, Giles told himself, a scientific term describing the physical effect of the movement of particles. The sun was currently making the particles in his skin move faster.
He pondered that for a moment while Willow lectured the class on how to run away from Vampires.
Of course there were other sources of heat (a noun).
Emotional heat from passion in a cause. He had seen Willow arguing about the rights of Werewolves. Anger, frustration and pain could cause heat. Guilt, too, sometimes.
Of course, there was heat caused by standing too close to certain people. Giles felt his cheeks heat and looked quickly around the room to see if anyone had noticed.
He saw Willow’s sly smile and blushed harder.
She turned back to the class, moving on to the offensive elements of the syllabus; heating up the air.
Before the end of the class he had had to leap out of the way several times. He prepared another water as Longbottom managed to set Malfoy’s robes on fire again. Though Longbottom didn’t look embarrassed.
Leo took her aside and told her some of what had had happened. She could see that he knew more.
“You’ll have to take the heat on this, C.J,” he said, in the tone of voice she had dreaded in the past.
“Yeah!”
So he knew that she knew the rest. She waited three hours for it to break.
“C.J, I know most of the news here is Zoë’s safe return and the capture of the kidnappers, but have you heard the news from California?”
“President Bartlet expresses his sympathy to the families of the people lost in the collapse of Sunnydale, and is organising relief and temporary shelter.”
“Does the President have any comment on the cause of the tragedy?”
“No, President Bartlet was made immediately aware of the situation, but there is no comment on possible causes.”
“Yet?” Danny asked. “There isn’t a comment yet?”
“I don’t have any comment to give you from anyone on causes. There are speculations about the collapse of the gas caves, or perhaps an earthquake.”
“Sunnydale isn’t on a fault line, C.J,” Danny protested.
C.J couldn’t risk a hesitation.
“I can only give you me,” she said.
But the heat was on.
Rated G.
Disclaimers: Buffy the Vampire Slayer was created by Joss Whedon and is property of Mutant Enemy and others. Harry Potter was created by JK Rowling and is property of Bloomsbury and others. The West Wing was created by Aaron Sorkin and is owned by John Wells and others. I own nothing.
Author’s Notes: The first “to make warm” is part of my post Dark Threads universe. Stand alone, of course.
The second is inspired by Marcus Rowland’s drabble series, how the West Wing would deal with the collapse of Sunnydale.
Giles moved closer to the window. He was bored, and therefore cold.
Heat, transitive, to make something warm or hot.
It was also a noun, Giles told himself, a scientific term describing the physical effect of the movement of particles. The sun was currently making the particles in his skin move faster.
He pondered that for a moment while Willow lectured the class on how to run away from Vampires.
Of course there were other sources of heat (a noun).
Emotional heat from passion in a cause. He had seen Willow arguing about the rights of Werewolves. Anger, frustration and pain could cause heat. Guilt, too, sometimes.
Of course, there was heat caused by standing too close to certain people. Giles felt his cheeks heat and looked quickly around the room to see if anyone had noticed.
He saw Willow’s sly smile and blushed harder.
She turned back to the class, moving on to the offensive elements of the syllabus; heating up the air.
Before the end of the class he had had to leap out of the way several times. He prepared another water as Longbottom managed to set Malfoy’s robes on fire again. Though Longbottom didn’t look embarrassed.
Leo took her aside and told her some of what had had happened. She could see that he knew more.
“You’ll have to take the heat on this, C.J,” he said, in the tone of voice she had dreaded in the past.
“Yeah!”
So he knew that she knew the rest. She waited three hours for it to break.
“C.J, I know most of the news here is Zoë’s safe return and the capture of the kidnappers, but have you heard the news from California?”
“President Bartlet expresses his sympathy to the families of the people lost in the collapse of Sunnydale, and is organising relief and temporary shelter.”
“Does the President have any comment on the cause of the tragedy?”
“No, President Bartlet was made immediately aware of the situation, but there is no comment on possible causes.”
“Yet?” Danny asked. “There isn’t a comment yet?”
“I don’t have any comment to give you from anyone on causes. There are speculations about the collapse of the gas caves, or perhaps an earthquake.”
“Sunnydale isn’t on a fault line, C.J,” Danny protested.
C.J couldn’t risk a hesitation.
“I can only give you me,” she said.
But the heat was on.