Challenges # 43, 42, 44, 64, 45
Title: Thirteen
Word count: 141
Fandom: My Name is Earl
Challenge: #43
Characters: Willow, Xander, Earl
Over the years I've worked a lot of odd jobs and touched a lot of people's lives. Now that I'm trying to make up for all the bad stuff I done, I know that sometimes the strangest things have the most impact. I never really thought that month I worked at the Crayola factory would amount to much. Boy, was I wrong...
"Willow..."
"Yes Xander?"
"Don't you think you should let the nice man go now?"
"But he's not a nice man!" She leaned forward to whisper, "He's the reason for the Yellow Crayon!"
"Willow."
She glared down at the small cage she held in her hands. "Oh, alright."
Yeah, I've met some strange people over the years, and number 13 on my list was a doozy. Makes me wonder what would have happened if I'd worked for RoseArt or somethin'...
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Title: Death
Word count: 140
Fandom: The Mummy
Challenge: #42
Characters: Buffy, Imhotep
She landed a roundhouse kick on the baddie's jaw, sending him staggering back against a bookshelf. Stupid Xander had to go and read the stupid inscription from the stupid book about stupid Egypt.
He wiped a bit of blood from his mouth and stared at it, surprised.
"What? Never bled your own blood before?"
His dark eyes were furious, "No."
Buffy started in surprise, she could tell he wasn't speaking English, yet she'd understood him perfectly. Her eyes narrowed, becoming suspicious, "What are you?"
"Damned."
"Huh," she used his distraction to punch him, sending him flying through the air and onto a convenient display covered in sharp, jagged glass. His form began to dissipate, returning to the sand, and book, that had birthed him.
He smiled, "Death is only the beginning."
Buffy rolled her eyes, "You're preachin' to the choir."
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Title: Marshmallows
Word count: 173
Fandom: Bones
Challenge: #44
Characters: Willow, Temperance, Angela
"Want some hot cocoa?"
"No thanks."
"C'mon, I put the little mini-marshmallows in."
"Angela, I'm trying to figure out who killed this boy and you're bothering me with a beverage."
"Sheesh, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed," the artist sighed and turned to walk away, almost colliding with the newest intern. "Whoa, that could have been messy!"
"Ooh!" Willow grinned, "Is that hot chocolate?"
"Yup."
"Oh cool! It even has little marshmallows, can I have some?"
Angela tilted her head in Tempy's direction, "See? Hot cocoa with little marshmallows is the best!"
Bones sighed, tunneling her fingers through her curly hair. "Marshmallows are just sugar spun into a pleasing cylindrical form, dropping them in a melted chocolate drink does not change their inherent flavor."
The redhead grinned unrepentantly, "It makes the hot cocoa all foamy and the marshmallows get melty and warm."
"Willow," Angela said, slinging one arm around the dainty woman's shoulders and steering her towards the kitchen, "I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship..."
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Title: Rush Hour
Word count: 156
Fandom: The Italian Job
Challenge: #64
Characters: Handsome Rob, Faith
The hot guy with the nifty accent looked wicked pissed. Faith had been observing him from her seat on the corner deli's patio for the past twenty minutes. The traffic around here was ridiculous, she'd learned her lesson only two days in. If you wanted to get anywhere in this town, you had to walk.
"Cool it, boytoy. Ain't nothin' that'll make this traffic speed up."
His head jerked around and Faith had the pleasure of watching his face go from angry to interested in less than a second. "Wish I'd known that 'fore I got in the car. Traffic always this bad?"
"Sometimes, this is actually pretty good for a Saturday morning."
"Bloody buggering hell!"
She grinned, yup, the accent was hot. Setting her drink down she got up and sauntered over to his car. It was a nice car, big backseat, hmmm... "You got somewhere you gotta be?"
He smirked, "Not anytime soon."
"Good."
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Title: Come As You Aren't
Word count: 199
Fandom: Arthur
Challenge: #45
Characters: Buffy, Xander
The dress was perfect, long and flowing and white. It showed off her figure to good advantage and made her lack of length seem almost dainty, instead of just plain shrimpish. It made her look elegant, sophisticated, everything she wanted Angel to see in her.
The next morning...
"Good day, lady Buffy! My, aren't we looking rustic this morning - "
"I see you're still wearing your dogtags."
He flushed, "Yeah, felt naked without them. I see you got rid of the blue."
It was Buffy's turn to blush, "Hard to find blue body paint at six in the morning."
"You managed it last night!"
"Last night shall never be spoken of, ever again."
"Which part? The part where you tore your dress into some She-Hulk costume, or the part where you painted yourself blue, or maybe the bit where you raided Giles's weapons cabinet for a longbow - "
"Xander!"
" - my personal favorite was seeing deadboy's face when you shot him in the - "
"What. Did. I. Just. Say?"
"N-never again. Got it... I see those violent tendencies haven't worn off, or maybe you had those beforehand. Eep. Buffy, put the longsword down. Buffy?! Buffy!!!"
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A/N: I was going for irony here, peoples. Buffy isn't a bow-toting lady warrior. Honest, she's not! Alright... since it worked so well last time - reviews make the trees grow and you wouldn't want to stunt their growth would you? That leads to global warming and global warming is bad!
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Word count: 141
Fandom: My Name is Earl
Challenge: #43
Characters: Willow, Xander, Earl
Over the years I've worked a lot of odd jobs and touched a lot of people's lives. Now that I'm trying to make up for all the bad stuff I done, I know that sometimes the strangest things have the most impact. I never really thought that month I worked at the Crayola factory would amount to much. Boy, was I wrong...
"Willow..."
"Yes Xander?"
"Don't you think you should let the nice man go now?"
"But he's not a nice man!" She leaned forward to whisper, "He's the reason for the Yellow Crayon!"
"Willow."
She glared down at the small cage she held in her hands. "Oh, alright."
Yeah, I've met some strange people over the years, and number 13 on my list was a doozy. Makes me wonder what would have happened if I'd worked for RoseArt or somethin'...
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Title: Death
Word count: 140
Fandom: The Mummy
Challenge: #42
Characters: Buffy, Imhotep
She landed a roundhouse kick on the baddie's jaw, sending him staggering back against a bookshelf. Stupid Xander had to go and read the stupid inscription from the stupid book about stupid Egypt.
He wiped a bit of blood from his mouth and stared at it, surprised.
"What? Never bled your own blood before?"
His dark eyes were furious, "No."
Buffy started in surprise, she could tell he wasn't speaking English, yet she'd understood him perfectly. Her eyes narrowed, becoming suspicious, "What are you?"
"Damned."
"Huh," she used his distraction to punch him, sending him flying through the air and onto a convenient display covered in sharp, jagged glass. His form began to dissipate, returning to the sand, and book, that had birthed him.
He smiled, "Death is only the beginning."
Buffy rolled her eyes, "You're preachin' to the choir."
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Title: Marshmallows
Word count: 173
Fandom: Bones
Challenge: #44
Characters: Willow, Temperance, Angela
"Want some hot cocoa?"
"No thanks."
"C'mon, I put the little mini-marshmallows in."
"Angela, I'm trying to figure out who killed this boy and you're bothering me with a beverage."
"Sheesh, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed," the artist sighed and turned to walk away, almost colliding with the newest intern. "Whoa, that could have been messy!"
"Ooh!" Willow grinned, "Is that hot chocolate?"
"Yup."
"Oh cool! It even has little marshmallows, can I have some?"
Angela tilted her head in Tempy's direction, "See? Hot cocoa with little marshmallows is the best!"
Bones sighed, tunneling her fingers through her curly hair. "Marshmallows are just sugar spun into a pleasing cylindrical form, dropping them in a melted chocolate drink does not change their inherent flavor."
The redhead grinned unrepentantly, "It makes the hot cocoa all foamy and the marshmallows get melty and warm."
"Willow," Angela said, slinging one arm around the dainty woman's shoulders and steering her towards the kitchen, "I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship..."
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Title: Rush Hour
Word count: 156
Fandom: The Italian Job
Challenge: #64
Characters: Handsome Rob, Faith
The hot guy with the nifty accent looked wicked pissed. Faith had been observing him from her seat on the corner deli's patio for the past twenty minutes. The traffic around here was ridiculous, she'd learned her lesson only two days in. If you wanted to get anywhere in this town, you had to walk.
"Cool it, boytoy. Ain't nothin' that'll make this traffic speed up."
His head jerked around and Faith had the pleasure of watching his face go from angry to interested in less than a second. "Wish I'd known that 'fore I got in the car. Traffic always this bad?"
"Sometimes, this is actually pretty good for a Saturday morning."
"Bloody buggering hell!"
She grinned, yup, the accent was hot. Setting her drink down she got up and sauntered over to his car. It was a nice car, big backseat, hmmm... "You got somewhere you gotta be?"
He smirked, "Not anytime soon."
"Good."
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Title: Come As You Aren't
Word count: 199
Fandom: Arthur
Challenge: #45
Characters: Buffy, Xander
The dress was perfect, long and flowing and white. It showed off her figure to good advantage and made her lack of length seem almost dainty, instead of just plain shrimpish. It made her look elegant, sophisticated, everything she wanted Angel to see in her.
The next morning...
"Good day, lady Buffy! My, aren't we looking rustic this morning - "
"I see you're still wearing your dogtags."
He flushed, "Yeah, felt naked without them. I see you got rid of the blue."
It was Buffy's turn to blush, "Hard to find blue body paint at six in the morning."
"You managed it last night!"
"Last night shall never be spoken of, ever again."
"Which part? The part where you tore your dress into some She-Hulk costume, or the part where you painted yourself blue, or maybe the bit where you raided Giles's weapons cabinet for a longbow - "
"Xander!"
" - my personal favorite was seeing deadboy's face when you shot him in the - "
"What. Did. I. Just. Say?"
"N-never again. Got it... I see those violent tendencies haven't worn off, or maybe you had those beforehand. Eep. Buffy, put the longsword down. Buffy?! Buffy!!!"
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A/N: I was going for irony here, peoples. Buffy isn't a bow-toting lady warrior. Honest, she's not! Alright... since it worked so well last time - reviews make the trees grow and you wouldn't want to stunt their growth would you? That leads to global warming and global warming is bad!
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