Title: Midnight Errands
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Characters/Pairing: Spuffy
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: some coarse language
Word count: 100 (Google Docs)
Setting/Spoilers: Set post-S11 (comics) in an alternate reality where Buffy and Spike are an established couple.
Summary: Dawn has pregnancy cravings, but Xander has a broken leg.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. All rights belong to the respective owners.
Prompt: #403 - Crave
Prompt: Broken [amnesty month] by
sweetandshort
Crossposted: My journal, Sunnydale After Dark
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At the ring of Buffy’s cellphone, Spike groaned in his pillow.
“What the hell does she want now?”
She peered at the screen. “Dawn. How did you guess?”
“How? She’s been calling us all week in the dead of night with her crazy-pregnant-lady cravings!” he barked.
“Xander broke his leg, he can’t move,” she said, picking up.
“I bet he did that on purpose,” he grumbled, getting up and dressed while Buffy talked to Dawn.
“Salted caramel ice-cream,” she said, putting down the phone.
“Break out the handcuffs. When I come back, I’m on top.”
“Bossy.”
“That’s the point, innit?”
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Characters/Pairing: Spuffy
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: some coarse language
Word count: 100 (Google Docs)
Setting/Spoilers: Set post-S11 (comics) in an alternate reality where Buffy and Spike are an established couple.
Summary: Dawn has pregnancy cravings, but Xander has a broken leg.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. All rights belong to the respective owners.
Prompt: #403 - Crave
Prompt: Broken [amnesty month] by
Crossposted: My journal, Sunnydale After Dark
—
At the ring of Buffy’s cellphone, Spike groaned in his pillow.
“What the hell does she want now?”
She peered at the screen. “Dawn. How did you guess?”
“How? She’s been calling us all week in the dead of night with her crazy-pregnant-lady cravings!” he barked.
“Xander broke his leg, he can’t move,” she said, picking up.
“I bet he did that on purpose,” he grumbled, getting up and dressed while Buffy talked to Dawn.
“Salted caramel ice-cream,” she said, putting down the phone.
“Break out the handcuffs. When I come back, I’m on top.”
“Bossy.”
“That’s the point, innit?”