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open_on_sunday challenge #116 - Time Travel/Technolog
Jun. 15th, 2005 01:35 amdarkhavensAuthor: darkhavens
Title: Chips, Trips and Blips
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Rating: PG13 for reference to drugs
Feedback: darkhavens @ slashverse.com
Concrit: by email, please
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
Notes: Two technology related drabbles and one that's not really timetravel, but kinda might be somehow related if you squint - again, set in the world of baby!vamp!Xander.
Let Me Be Misunderstood
"You want to what to who?"
"I just thought we could get Seven chipped so if she got lost or stolen..."
"No bloody way! I'm not gonna let you..."
"Oh! Oh, Spike, no! I'm sorry! No, of... of course not. I... I didn't even think about... y'know... yours. It's been gone so long I've practically forgotten about it. Of course you wouldn't want another member of the family chipped."
Spike stared blankly until his mental light bulb pinged. His idiot childe thought he was protecting the evil beast? Hell, he just didn't want her returned if he ever got rid!
Maybe It's Not Time Travel, But...
Xander came down slowly from the hallucinogenic hippy he'd consumed the second Spike had turned his back. He was practically asleep when he whispered something odd that made Spike freeze, and then think long and hard.
"So pretty, all those gods and dogs and dragons in the candlelight. Will you grow your hair like that again, for me? I wish you'd picked the stake up when she dropped it, it was so ornate. I wonder if I could carve like that."
A century slipped backwards and Spike recalled the Chinese Slayer, a minutely detailed stake held in her hand. How...?
The Legend Of...
"Here. You're always moaning about being bored while I play poker. You said you'd never had one as a kid, so when I saw it..."
The shop-wrapped box was passed from hand to hand.
Spike never tired of watching Xander accept a gift. His eyes would sparkle as though lit from within by golden stars. An eager grin would stretch his mouth so wide you could count his teeth, and then he'd set to tearing off the packaging.
"Spike! This is one of the new GameBoy Advance SPs! With all the classic games and... Oh my god! It's got Zelda!"
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Title: Chips, Trips and Blips
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Rating: PG13 for reference to drugs
Feedback: darkhavens @ slashverse.com
Concrit: by email, please
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
Notes: Two technology related drabbles and one that's not really timetravel, but kinda might be somehow related if you squint - again, set in the world of baby!vamp!Xander.
Let Me Be Misunderstood
"You want to what to who?"
"I just thought we could get Seven chipped so if she got lost or stolen..."
"No bloody way! I'm not gonna let you..."
"Oh! Oh, Spike, no! I'm sorry! No, of... of course not. I... I didn't even think about... y'know... yours. It's been gone so long I've practically forgotten about it. Of course you wouldn't want another member of the family chipped."
Spike stared blankly until his mental light bulb pinged. His idiot childe thought he was protecting the evil beast? Hell, he just didn't want her returned if he ever got rid!
Maybe It's Not Time Travel, But...
Xander came down slowly from the hallucinogenic hippy he'd consumed the second Spike had turned his back. He was practically asleep when he whispered something odd that made Spike freeze, and then think long and hard.
"So pretty, all those gods and dogs and dragons in the candlelight. Will you grow your hair like that again, for me? I wish you'd picked the stake up when she dropped it, it was so ornate. I wonder if I could carve like that."
A century slipped backwards and Spike recalled the Chinese Slayer, a minutely detailed stake held in her hand. How...?
The Legend Of...
"Here. You're always moaning about being bored while I play poker. You said you'd never had one as a kid, so when I saw it..."
The shop-wrapped box was passed from hand to hand.
Spike never tired of watching Xander accept a gift. His eyes would sparkle as though lit from within by golden stars. An eager grin would stretch his mouth so wide you could count his teeth, and then he'd set to tearing off the packaging.
"Spike! This is one of the new GameBoy Advance SPs! With all the classic games and... Oh my god! It's got Zelda!"
