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slashthedrabble challenge #51 - Cross
Nov. 11th, 2005 02:04 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
darkhavensAuthor: darkhavens
Title: Criss-Cross
Pairing: Spike/Xander of Buffy
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
Summary: Spike takes baby!vamp!Xander to a party.
Laced-Up
Right over left, under, through and out. Left over right and the same. Neat little criss-crosses snaked up the boot, eyelets in two matching rows of twenty drawn together. Xander laced, and laced, and laced, and finally tied a bow. Then he slipped his foot into the right boot and began anew.
"Dammit, Spike, did you have to get me twenty hole Docs for this party? You said it was going to be full of old school vampires and their lackeys, so why do you want us dressed like some punked out Frick and Frack?"
"Gotta make an entrance, luv."
He's Not Heavy…
"It really must be quite the cross to bear, dear William. If I were in your shoes, well, I wouldn't have let it live."
The voice was aged, elegant like fine old vellum, cracked just a little around the edges.
Spike sneered.
"I'm not too sure I understand exactly what you're saying, Leo. Explain it to me while my boy dances for me."
Leo sniffed and lit another slender, dark cheroot.
"You've apparently passed the Aurelius madness on to the next generation. Wouldn't it be simpler to snap his neck and try again, and again, until you get it right?"
Somebody's Not Happy
Once Spike had killed the host, the party really bombed. Leo's clan hadn't taken well to seeing him dusted, especially by an upstart punkish brat over a childe as fresh as dirt from a newly dug grave. They took offence.
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Spike and Xander finally lost their last, persistent tail, about five miles away from where they'd first begun to run. They'd started off pursued by maybe twenty, maybe more. Threats and vows of vengeance had been shouted to the skies. But, one by one, the family had stumbled to a halt.
Leo always was a mouthy git. No great loss.
NEXT
Title: Criss-Cross
Pairing: Spike/Xander of Buffy
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
Summary: Spike takes baby!vamp!Xander to a party.
Laced-Up
Right over left, under, through and out. Left over right and the same. Neat little criss-crosses snaked up the boot, eyelets in two matching rows of twenty drawn together. Xander laced, and laced, and laced, and finally tied a bow. Then he slipped his foot into the right boot and began anew.
"Dammit, Spike, did you have to get me twenty hole Docs for this party? You said it was going to be full of old school vampires and their lackeys, so why do you want us dressed like some punked out Frick and Frack?"
"Gotta make an entrance, luv."
He's Not Heavy…
"It really must be quite the cross to bear, dear William. If I were in your shoes, well, I wouldn't have let it live."
The voice was aged, elegant like fine old vellum, cracked just a little around the edges.
Spike sneered.
"I'm not too sure I understand exactly what you're saying, Leo. Explain it to me while my boy dances for me."
Leo sniffed and lit another slender, dark cheroot.
"You've apparently passed the Aurelius madness on to the next generation. Wouldn't it be simpler to snap his neck and try again, and again, until you get it right?"
Somebody's Not Happy
Once Spike had killed the host, the party really bombed. Leo's clan hadn't taken well to seeing him dusted, especially by an upstart punkish brat over a childe as fresh as dirt from a newly dug grave. They took offence.
Spike and Xander finally lost their last, persistent tail, about five miles away from where they'd first begun to run. They'd started off pursued by maybe twenty, maybe more. Threats and vows of vengeance had been shouted to the skies. But, one by one, the family had stumbled to a halt.
Leo always was a mouthy git. No great loss.
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on 2005-11-11 02:13 am (UTC)no subject
on 2005-11-24 07:44 pm (UTC)Leo should have known better than to diss Spike's boy. ;)
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on 2005-11-11 02:33 am (UTC)no subject
on 2005-11-24 07:45 pm (UTC)And quite right too. The only one who gets to fuck with Xander is Spike. *g*
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on 2005-11-11 02:55 am (UTC)no subject
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on 2005-11-11 03:31 am (UTC)I really needed something like this today:-)
Love the set of three. Max amount of story, min of detail.
Besides, everyone should know better than to mock Spike by now. Yeesh!
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on 2005-11-24 07:47 pm (UTC)Spike does not approve of people mocking his boy. he's the only one allowed to do that. ;)
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on 2005-11-11 03:55 am (UTC)*BIG WET HUG*
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on 2005-11-24 07:49 pm (UTC)I love the snapshot form of the drabble - you can snatch an image or a few moments of time and let everyone build up the background for themselves. *g*
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on 2005-11-11 04:20 am (UTC)::sighs with happy::
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on 2005-11-24 07:50 pm (UTC)Spike is very protective of his boy. *g*
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on 2005-11-11 04:48 am (UTC)You have a talent for understatement which just amazes me. Which, of course is part of what makes these so delicious.
Loved them!
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on 2005-11-24 07:51 pm (UTC)Using understatement around these two boys just highlights their outrageousness all the more, I think. It works wonderfully! :D
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on 2005-11-11 06:26 am (UTC)no subject
on 2005-11-24 07:52 pm (UTC)Where's my altar? :D
(note:see icon for my god *g*)
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on 2005-11-11 08:24 am (UTC)Lovely as always! ^__^
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on 2005-11-24 07:53 pm (UTC)That Leo, always being pissy in someone's ear, whining about the lack of decent manners in the food and in the latest batch of uneducated fledges... *g*
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on 2005-11-11 01:06 pm (UTC)*bounce*
Yay, Spike!
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on 2005-11-24 07:54 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2005-11-11 05:46 pm (UTC)Lovely, as always. ^_^
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on 2005-11-24 07:54 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2005-11-11 08:33 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2005-11-24 07:55 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2005-11-11 08:59 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2005-11-24 07:58 pm (UTC)Nope, no mocking allowed if it's not by Spike. *g*
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on 2005-11-12 01:39 am (UTC)Always a treat, cupcake.
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on 2005-11-24 07:58 pm (UTC)Well, they did. *g*
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on 2005-11-12 12:04 pm (UTC)Pets the baby... More, more!!!
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on 2005-11-24 07:59 pm (UTC)More just keeps a-comin'. *g*