Prompt 012, 4 drabbles
Title The War is Over, The Boys are Over, The Game is Over, The Fame is Over
Author
divadea
Rating PG
Word Count 400 (four 100-word related drabbles)
Prompt 012, Song It's Over, It's Under
Characters/Pairing (if any) Andrew, Principal Wood, Buffy, Faith, (Giles), (Spike)
Time Buffy, post season 7
Summary On the bus ride away from the newly demolished Sunnnydale, our characters are lost in their own thoughts.
The War is Over: Andrew
Anya was pretty. And she had nice hair. We had that wheelchair battle that one day. That was fun. She told me she didn’t like humans, but I think she did. I think she really loved Xander, too. I wonder what it was like, being a demon and then human and then a demon again and then…
I wonder where we’re going. I wish Mr. Giles would let me drive. Spike never let me drive when we went on that motorcycle trip. Spike had nice hair, too. I miss Spike. And Jonathan. Not Warren really.
At least now it’s over.
The Boys are Over: Buffy
Did I really just leave him there to burn? God, I can’t believe I pushed him away. If I’d known our time was up. If I’d known he’d be gone. Why do I always let them go? Angel. Riley.
God, Giles drives like a maniac. Don’t they have driving school in England? I wonder how Spike learned to drive - I’m thinkin’ there wasn’t driving school when he turned sixteen. How did he learn any of it?
Get a grip. Dawn’s going to need me. She loved him, too. I’ve gotta at least keep sane until - I wonder where we’re going.
The Game is Over: Principal Wood
Ow. Damn it, where’d the old guy learn to drive?
So he’s gone. Can’t say I’m sorry. Jackass murdered my mother and how many others. Deserved to be blown to smithereens. If he’d lived to be on this bus with us, I’d have probably had to wring his scrawny British neck the first time she wasn’t looking. I’d be ready for him this time.
Wow, they’re young. All of them. Faith seems older, though, doesn’t she? Heh, way to rationalize, Robin. You’re still young, too, anyway.
I wonder where we’re going. No more principalling, guess that game’s over. Thank God.
The Fame is Over: Faith
Damn, what a fight. Whoa, girl, what did you just think in that warped slayer brain of yours? No way, not Andrew. He is lookin’ a little sexy, though, in a beat up sort of way.
Guess maybe B won’t be famous much longer. She’s just one of us now. This whole bus is full of us. Of course they’ll still put her in charge. Bet it won’t last, though. She’ll fall in love with some tortured soul demon type again, and pow, back off to crazy Buffy land.
“Hey, G man, where the hell are we going? I’m hungry.”
Author
divadea
Rating PG
Word Count 400 (four 100-word related drabbles)
Prompt 012, Song It's Over, It's Under
Characters/Pairing (if any) Andrew, Principal Wood, Buffy, Faith, (Giles), (Spike)
Time Buffy, post season 7
Summary On the bus ride away from the newly demolished Sunnnydale, our characters are lost in their own thoughts.
The War is Over: Andrew
Anya was pretty. And she had nice hair. We had that wheelchair battle that one day. That was fun. She told me she didn’t like humans, but I think she did. I think she really loved Xander, too. I wonder what it was like, being a demon and then human and then a demon again and then…
I wonder where we’re going. I wish Mr. Giles would let me drive. Spike never let me drive when we went on that motorcycle trip. Spike had nice hair, too. I miss Spike. And Jonathan. Not Warren really.
At least now it’s over.
The Boys are Over: Buffy
Did I really just leave him there to burn? God, I can’t believe I pushed him away. If I’d known our time was up. If I’d known he’d be gone. Why do I always let them go? Angel. Riley.
God, Giles drives like a maniac. Don’t they have driving school in England? I wonder how Spike learned to drive - I’m thinkin’ there wasn’t driving school when he turned sixteen. How did he learn any of it?
Get a grip. Dawn’s going to need me. She loved him, too. I’ve gotta at least keep sane until - I wonder where we’re going.
The Game is Over: Principal Wood
Ow. Damn it, where’d the old guy learn to drive?
So he’s gone. Can’t say I’m sorry. Jackass murdered my mother and how many others. Deserved to be blown to smithereens. If he’d lived to be on this bus with us, I’d have probably had to wring his scrawny British neck the first time she wasn’t looking. I’d be ready for him this time.
Wow, they’re young. All of them. Faith seems older, though, doesn’t she? Heh, way to rationalize, Robin. You’re still young, too, anyway.
I wonder where we’re going. No more principalling, guess that game’s over. Thank God.
The Fame is Over: Faith
Damn, what a fight. Whoa, girl, what did you just think in that warped slayer brain of yours? No way, not Andrew. He is lookin’ a little sexy, though, in a beat up sort of way.
Guess maybe B won’t be famous much longer. She’s just one of us now. This whole bus is full of us. Of course they’ll still put her in charge. Bet it won’t last, though. She’ll fall in love with some tortured soul demon type again, and pow, back off to crazy Buffy land.
“Hey, G man, where the hell are we going? I’m hungry.”