Title: Graveyard Picnic
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Characters/Pairing: Spuffy
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: none
Word count: 100 (Google Docs)
Setting/Spoilers: Set in S6, some time between eps. 6x17 “Normal Again” and 6x18 “Entropy”
Summary: Buffy and Spike meet at the graveyard, but the break-up is still too fresh.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. All rights belong to the respective owners.
Challenge: #399 - Severe
Crossposted:
100words,
sweetandshort, My journal, Sunnydale After Dark
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Buffy sat on a bench, staring blankly at her paper-wrapped sandwich before peeling away the paper; she took a bite, chewing distractedly.
“Graveyard picnic?” asked a familiar voice behind her. “Why wasn’t I invited?”
She swallowed a mouthful, sighing. “I’m working, Spike.”
“You’re eating a Doublemeat sandwich on a graveyard bench,” he observed.
“Well, vampires think that this greasy comfort food makes me smell gross. I’m scaring them away with minimum effort.”
Spike scoffed. “You smell anything but gross, Slayer.”
“That’s your severe case of Buffy obsession talking. Go away, we’re done.”
He spun around and left, his jaw clenched.
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Characters/Pairing: Spuffy
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: none
Word count: 100 (Google Docs)
Setting/Spoilers: Set in S6, some time between eps. 6x17 “Normal Again” and 6x18 “Entropy”
Summary: Buffy and Spike meet at the graveyard, but the break-up is still too fresh.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. All rights belong to the respective owners.
Challenge: #399 - Severe
Crossposted:
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Buffy sat on a bench, staring blankly at her paper-wrapped sandwich before peeling away the paper; she took a bite, chewing distractedly.
“Graveyard picnic?” asked a familiar voice behind her. “Why wasn’t I invited?”
She swallowed a mouthful, sighing. “I’m working, Spike.”
“You’re eating a Doublemeat sandwich on a graveyard bench,” he observed.
“Well, vampires think that this greasy comfort food makes me smell gross. I’m scaring them away with minimum effort.”
Spike scoffed. “You smell anything but gross, Slayer.”
“That’s your severe case of Buffy obsession talking. Go away, we’re done.”
He spun around and left, his jaw clenched.
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