Drabble: Inherited Skill
Title: Inherited Skill
Author: Quaggy
Word Count: 100
Last line prompt: "Her eyes just said it all"
Notes: Fluff. Pure fluff.
Her eyes just said it all. So did the chocolate around her mouth.
“Zoey, do not lie to me. Where you sneaking cookies before diner?”
“I’m sorry, Daddy.”
Giles did his best to remain stern, but it was a near thing. She looked entirely too much like her mother.
Buffy laughed when he told her about it later. “You think after all these years of being around me, you’d be more immune to a good pout!”
“Quite the opposite, in fact. You’ve always made me far too happy that I gave in. After all this time, it’s a conditioned response.”
Author: Quaggy
Word Count: 100
Last line prompt: "Her eyes just said it all"
Notes: Fluff. Pure fluff.
Her eyes just said it all. So did the chocolate around her mouth.
“Zoey, do not lie to me. Where you sneaking cookies before diner?”
“I’m sorry, Daddy.”
Giles did his best to remain stern, but it was a near thing. She looked entirely too much like her mother.
Buffy laughed when he told her about it later. “You think after all these years of being around me, you’d be more immune to a good pout!”
“Quite the opposite, in fact. You’ve always made me far too happy that I gave in. After all this time, it’s a conditioned response.”