Drabble Request #2 - "Standoff"
Drabble request from
petzipellepingo, who requested Spike, someone else, a garden rake, and a rainstorm.
(I'm taking three more requests. If you'd like to request a drabble, comment here.)
"Standoff"
Rated G
Late Season Seven, pre-"Storyteller"
“You want something to do? Garden!” Dawn flung open the creaky shed door, and tossed implements haphazardly, heedless and half-hoping one would bounce and catch him in the heart.
“’S winter, bit,” Spike indicated with a garden rake the perennials that had been bedded in straw. “’Sides, the heavens just opened up.”
At his words the rain fell, drenching their standoff.
“Don’t talk to me!”
“Don’t think there’s anything I really could say. You could say something to me, though.”
Her tears erupted. He could not embrace her as before. But the cool fingers touching her cheek were a start.
petzipellepingo, who requested Spike, someone else, a garden rake, and a rainstorm.
(I'm taking three more requests. If you'd like to request a drabble, comment here.)
"Standoff"
Rated G
Late Season Seven, pre-"Storyteller"
“You want something to do? Garden!” Dawn flung open the creaky shed door, and tossed implements haphazardly, heedless and half-hoping one would bounce and catch him in the heart.
“’S winter, bit,” Spike indicated with a garden rake the perennials that had been bedded in straw. “’Sides, the heavens just opened up.”
At his words the rain fell, drenching their standoff.
“Don’t talk to me!”
“Don’t think there’s anything I really could say. You could say something to me, though.”
Her tears erupted. He could not embrace her as before. But the cool fingers touching her cheek were a start.