Three short fics for Still Grrr
Originally posted here at still_grrr
Title Movie Night
Author xlivvielockex
Rating PG
Word Count 100
Prompt 038: Ted (Make up prompt)
Characters/Pairing (if any) Angel, Wesley, Cordelia
A/N: Set between S1 and S2 of ATS. Not up for voting.
“I’m Bill S. Preston, Esquire. And I’m Ted “Theodore”…”
“Cordelia, must we really watch this drivel? I am trying to finish the research on the Miller case.”
“Thursday night is Keanu Reeves night. It’s tradition. You could have stayed at your apartment you know.”
“Angel is integral to this research, and he is here until we find new suitable offices.”
“Then you just have to put up with it. Besides, how can you resist a good air guitar?” She paused, pointing to Angel in the corner, who was trying to hide his strumming as the guys shouted “Wyld Stallyns. “Case…closed.”
Title Factory Guy
Author xlivvielockex
Rating PG13
Word Count 200
Prompt 040: Doomed (Make up prompt)
Characters/Pairing (if any) Original Character
A/N: Wishverse. Not up for voting
He remembered when Saturday nights meant that he and the guys would get together, try to score some beer, and go hang out in the park.
Now it meant being hosed down by a fire hose, being plastered against the wall, and feeling a chill settle into your bones from the wet clothes.
He remembered when Sundays were spent in church. He would look up and pray to the weeping Jesus on the cross.
Now he doesn’t believe in God or Jesus. He doesn’t believe in anything but pain and death with no deliverance.
He remembered when mornings meant getting ready for school. It took forever for mom to get his lazy butt out of bed. He never was a morning person.
Now he had to be. That is when they threw the food in and everyone scrambled to try to get something, anything, to keep them alive.
He remembered when nights meant that he and his family sat around the table for dinner. They’d laugh, joke, and talk about their days.
Now nights were him and the others in a crowded cell, trying to hide from the grasping claw like hands. They’d scream, cry, and die in silent struggle.
Title Nothing Comes Between
Author xlivvielockex
Rating G
Word Count 100
Prompt 041: Bushwacked (Make up prompt)
Characters/Pairing (if any) Buffy
A/N: Buffy Movieverse. Not up for voting
High school was brutal enough as it was. Had to find the right people to eat lunch with and make sure that she wasn’t wearing last season’s clothes, and had to make the cheerleading squad. She was NOT going to be last in the pecking order at Hemery.
Then finding out that you have to fight vampires too, you are this Slayer, all with the special. It was like, whoa, that came out of nowhere, like some killer pop quiz, only this one could kill you.
She was going to have to find some Calvins that could hide a stake.
Title Movie Night
Author xlivvielockex
Rating PG
Word Count 100
Prompt 038: Ted (Make up prompt)
Characters/Pairing (if any) Angel, Wesley, Cordelia
A/N: Set between S1 and S2 of ATS. Not up for voting.
“I’m Bill S. Preston, Esquire. And I’m Ted “Theodore”…”
“Cordelia, must we really watch this drivel? I am trying to finish the research on the Miller case.”
“Thursday night is Keanu Reeves night. It’s tradition. You could have stayed at your apartment you know.”
“Angel is integral to this research, and he is here until we find new suitable offices.”
“Then you just have to put up with it. Besides, how can you resist a good air guitar?” She paused, pointing to Angel in the corner, who was trying to hide his strumming as the guys shouted “Wyld Stallyns. “Case…closed.”
Title Factory Guy
Author xlivvielockex
Rating PG13
Word Count 200
Prompt 040: Doomed (Make up prompt)
Characters/Pairing (if any) Original Character
A/N: Wishverse. Not up for voting
He remembered when Saturday nights meant that he and the guys would get together, try to score some beer, and go hang out in the park.
Now it meant being hosed down by a fire hose, being plastered against the wall, and feeling a chill settle into your bones from the wet clothes.
He remembered when Sundays were spent in church. He would look up and pray to the weeping Jesus on the cross.
Now he doesn’t believe in God or Jesus. He doesn’t believe in anything but pain and death with no deliverance.
He remembered when mornings meant getting ready for school. It took forever for mom to get his lazy butt out of bed. He never was a morning person.
Now he had to be. That is when they threw the food in and everyone scrambled to try to get something, anything, to keep them alive.
He remembered when nights meant that he and his family sat around the table for dinner. They’d laugh, joke, and talk about their days.
Now nights were him and the others in a crowded cell, trying to hide from the grasping claw like hands. They’d scream, cry, and die in silent struggle.
Title Nothing Comes Between
Author xlivvielockex
Rating G
Word Count 100
Prompt 041: Bushwacked (Make up prompt)
Characters/Pairing (if any) Buffy
A/N: Buffy Movieverse. Not up for voting
High school was brutal enough as it was. Had to find the right people to eat lunch with and make sure that she wasn’t wearing last season’s clothes, and had to make the cheerleading squad. She was NOT going to be last in the pecking order at Hemery.
Then finding out that you have to fight vampires too, you are this Slayer, all with the special. It was like, whoa, that came out of nowhere, like some killer pop quiz, only this one could kill you.
She was going to have to find some Calvins that could hide a stake.