012: Oh Mandy!
Title Oh Mandy!
Author sl_podcast
Rating: PG-13 (for language, sexual implications and slashy-ness)
Word Count: 689
Prompt: Mandy
Characters/Pairing (if any) Angelus/Simon
Summary: Angelus runs into new prey, Dr. Simon Tam, aboard an Alliance space station and things get... interesting.
Author's Note: in my new quest to ship "everyone" - here's a crossover slashy goodness story set Pre-Firefly the series... prompted by a not-so-serious conversation with
athenamuze
Angelus walked the halls of the space station he couldn't help but feel out of place. The Alliance station was clean almost like someone had scrubbed it with disinfectant and then burned the dirt right out. He jingled the tokens from the local shrine in his pocket. He missed Catholics, missed the nuns especially. The advantage of living forever was immortality, the downside was remembering everything that you've lost. What Angelus wouldn't do for a nice virgin in a nun's habit.
Lost in thought Angelus didn't concentrate on what was going on in front of him. That was unusual for him. Something Angel would do, he thought later. He ran smack into the young doctor he'd been trailing for a couple days now.
"I'm... I'm sorry," Up close Simon Tam looked even more... ripe, for lack of a better term. Like a swelling strawberry just begging to be picked.
Angelus brushed himself off, it was too soon though. Too soon to pick this strawberry. Angelus was a master chef, he'd wait a hundred years if need be until the wine was "just so". The only thing he had, after all, was the art of the kill.
"Don't worry about it young man," Angelus said with a grin that showed off his extremely white teeth. There was a low chuckle. If Simon had been paying attention he would have heard the sinisterness of it, but lately Simon had been extremely distracted.
"Are you injured in any way?" Simon looked at him with that whelpish innocence that Angelus noticed the first time he saw the doctor.
"No, no I'm fine." Angelus played cool extremely well, even at the beginning of his long undead life. "How are you? You seem... lost?"
Simon looked up into Angelus' eyes. Switching to the extreme "helping the helpless" look that dopey Angel used Angelus prodded, "Can I do something?" Like give you a spine? Or take yours out...Angelus fought to keep back the mirthless laugh he had at the thought of ripping the young man's spine out and beating him over the head with it. Too cartoony I think, Angelus cocked his head slightly and realized the doctor was responding to his question. Well, responding was the wrong word. Simon was actually babbling.
"... and my parents won't see that River is in trouble and needs our help so I'm left with the task to help her..."
"Uh-huh, look, this probably would be better in a bar." Angelus was getting bored and gruffer, he needed to move this encounter along.
"A bar?" Simon blinked.
Damn... too fast. "Uh, yeah. There's this great bar down the other way that does karokee. I can teach you the words to this great ditty from Earth that Was... Mandy." Angelus tried his most disarming smile and it seemed to work.
"I am a little thirsty..." The doctor's eyes blinked again, slowly.
"As I thought, come along.... I have so much to show you."
******
Wooing the doctor hadn't been half as hard as Angelus had thought. Had he know the doctor's plight, Angelus would have known this boy was ripe for the taking. He spent the next three days listening, being understanding and all that crap that normally works on women. Angelus had rolled his eyes at that. Does no one make a man anymore? It was too easy and Angelus felt more than cheated out of his hunt.
That said, the doc did have his strong... assets and Angelus couldn't wait to bring him to his bunk. The third night found them back at the karokee bar. Angelus had forgotten how powerful rice wine could be and soon he and Simon were on the stage, singing along to Mandy with abandon. Releasing one's inhibations can be good... to a point, Angelus realized the next day when he woke to find Simon asleep against the small of his back.
Damn it. Angelus thought. Gotta keep the brat now...it's harder to eat them after you sing Mandy with them.... Damn you Barry Manilow.
Author sl_podcast
Rating: PG-13 (for language, sexual implications and slashy-ness)
Word Count: 689
Prompt: Mandy
Characters/Pairing (if any) Angelus/Simon
Summary: Angelus runs into new prey, Dr. Simon Tam, aboard an Alliance space station and things get... interesting.
Author's Note: in my new quest to ship "everyone" - here's a crossover slashy goodness story set Pre-Firefly the series... prompted by a not-so-serious conversation with
athenamuze
Angelus walked the halls of the space station he couldn't help but feel out of place. The Alliance station was clean almost like someone had scrubbed it with disinfectant and then burned the dirt right out. He jingled the tokens from the local shrine in his pocket. He missed Catholics, missed the nuns especially. The advantage of living forever was immortality, the downside was remembering everything that you've lost. What Angelus wouldn't do for a nice virgin in a nun's habit.
Lost in thought Angelus didn't concentrate on what was going on in front of him. That was unusual for him. Something Angel would do, he thought later. He ran smack into the young doctor he'd been trailing for a couple days now.
"I'm... I'm sorry," Up close Simon Tam looked even more... ripe, for lack of a better term. Like a swelling strawberry just begging to be picked.
Angelus brushed himself off, it was too soon though. Too soon to pick this strawberry. Angelus was a master chef, he'd wait a hundred years if need be until the wine was "just so". The only thing he had, after all, was the art of the kill.
"Don't worry about it young man," Angelus said with a grin that showed off his extremely white teeth. There was a low chuckle. If Simon had been paying attention he would have heard the sinisterness of it, but lately Simon had been extremely distracted.
"Are you injured in any way?" Simon looked at him with that whelpish innocence that Angelus noticed the first time he saw the doctor.
"No, no I'm fine." Angelus played cool extremely well, even at the beginning of his long undead life. "How are you? You seem... lost?"
Simon looked up into Angelus' eyes. Switching to the extreme "helping the helpless" look that dopey Angel used Angelus prodded, "Can I do something?" Like give you a spine? Or take yours out...Angelus fought to keep back the mirthless laugh he had at the thought of ripping the young man's spine out and beating him over the head with it. Too cartoony I think, Angelus cocked his head slightly and realized the doctor was responding to his question. Well, responding was the wrong word. Simon was actually babbling.
"... and my parents won't see that River is in trouble and needs our help so I'm left with the task to help her..."
"Uh-huh, look, this probably would be better in a bar." Angelus was getting bored and gruffer, he needed to move this encounter along.
"A bar?" Simon blinked.
Damn... too fast. "Uh, yeah. There's this great bar down the other way that does karokee. I can teach you the words to this great ditty from Earth that Was... Mandy." Angelus tried his most disarming smile and it seemed to work.
"I am a little thirsty..." The doctor's eyes blinked again, slowly.
"As I thought, come along.... I have so much to show you."
******
Wooing the doctor hadn't been half as hard as Angelus had thought. Had he know the doctor's plight, Angelus would have known this boy was ripe for the taking. He spent the next three days listening, being understanding and all that crap that normally works on women. Angelus had rolled his eyes at that. Does no one make a man anymore? It was too easy and Angelus felt more than cheated out of his hunt.
That said, the doc did have his strong... assets and Angelus couldn't wait to bring him to his bunk. The third night found them back at the karokee bar. Angelus had forgotten how powerful rice wine could be and soon he and Simon were on the stage, singing along to Mandy with abandon. Releasing one's inhibations can be good... to a point, Angelus realized the next day when he woke to find Simon asleep against the small of his back.
Damn it. Angelus thought. Gotta keep the brat now...it's harder to eat them after you sing Mandy with them.... Damn you Barry Manilow.