A little Barbverse Father’s Day drabble.

Paterfamilias
by Barb C
B/S, PG-13

He’s not the world’s greatest father. He drinks and smokes and swears and steals and cheats at cards. He’ll spoil them rotten one minute and explode the next, demon’s temper flaring way too easily. More than once she’s found him in the basement, pounding his knuckles ( Read more... )

The ride to the airport was uncomfortable, though Addie was the only one who seemed to notice. In the front seat, Buffy and Spike blithely squabbled over the best route - more, Addie thought, because they enjoyed arguing than because there was really any huge advantage in taking Lincoln to the highway, or turning down Manzanita and taking the ( Read more... )

Breakfast was pancakes and bacon, drenched in maple syrup or pig’s blood, depending. Addie forked her pancakes into tiny suspicious pieces while the others ate, but they were very good pancakes, and eventually hunger won out over her nebulous worries about truth serum in the butter. Conversation was disappointingly normal: Jess pleading to be ( Read more... )

For those who are not following ( Read more... )

Protection Racket

By Barb C
Disclaimers: The usual. All belongs to Joss and Mutant Enemy, and naught to me.
Rating: R
Setting: Post-Gift AU
Pairing: B/S
Distribution: Ask and you shall receive, I’d just like to know where it ends up.
Synopsis: In which Our Heroes discover that if at first you don’t succeed, try, try again.
Author’s notes: Takes ( Read more... )

Well, my tax rebate got here. I put half of it towards bills and half towards a new graphics tablet, hunting around till I found one on EBay for considerably less than retail. Frugal Barb is… well, not all that frugal. I’ve been trying to decide if I should start taking the bus to work.

Pros:
1. Saves money.
2. Commute time can be used to catch ( Read more... )