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Drabble: It Runs in the Family
I've been a really bad lj-er lately, and I apologize.
But here's my offering, in an attempt to get back in y'all's good graces.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
angearia wanted everybody to write a Halloween piece; mine's late, I'm sad to say. I wrote it while I was sitting in the pew before church this morning (hee!), and it may or may not have been partially inpsired by this fun drabble by ladyofthelog. It's very silly.
Title: It Runs in the Family
Fandom: Buffyverse
Rating: PG for some slight naughtiness
Characters: Dawn, Spike, Angel
Timeperiod: Set in some future where everybody's been reunited.
Wordcount: 100 exactly!
Summary: Yet another quality Dawn's inherited from her sister.
“Come on. It’ll be hilarious. Why not?”
“They’re bloody poofters, Niblet, that’s why. Actually, sounds perfect for you, Peaches. You do it.”
“Shut up, Spike.”
“It’s only funny if it’s both of you. Besides, it’s perfect: one blond, one brunet. Both fangy.”
“I haven’t worn a poofy shirt since I was human; not about to start now. But they’re very Angelus.”
“Shut up, Spike. Dawn, why are you so adamant about this?”
“Because it’s hot?”
“Soddin’ Anne Rice characters aren’t hot. You just want to see us bite each other.”
“Well, yeah.”
“Girl’s a deviant.”
“Takes after her sister.”
“Hey!”
But here's my offering, in an attempt to get back in y'all's good graces.
angearia wanted everybody to write a Halloween piece; mine's late, I'm sad to say. I wrote it while I was sitting in the pew before church this morning (hee!), and it may or may not have been partially inpsired by this fun drabble by ladyofthelog. It's very silly. Title: It Runs in the Family
Fandom: Buffyverse
Rating: PG for some slight naughtiness
Characters: Dawn, Spike, Angel
Timeperiod: Set in some future where everybody's been reunited.
Wordcount: 100 exactly!
Summary: Yet another quality Dawn's inherited from her sister.
“Come on. It’ll be hilarious. Why not?”
“They’re bloody poofters, Niblet, that’s why. Actually, sounds perfect for you, Peaches. You do it.”
“Shut up, Spike.”
“It’s only funny if it’s both of you. Besides, it’s perfect: one blond, one brunet. Both fangy.”
“I haven’t worn a poofy shirt since I was human; not about to start now. But they’re very Angelus.”
“Shut up, Spike. Dawn, why are you so adamant about this?”
“Because it’s hot?”
“Soddin’ Anne Rice characters aren’t hot. You just want to see us bite each other.”
“Well, yeah.”
“Girl’s a deviant.”
“Takes after her sister.”
“Hey!”
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LUUUUUUUUUUUUCY. You've got some s'plaining to do.