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Thanks for the prompts, you guys! :)
Here we have, for
cordelianne:
Coffee, muffins, and wobbly mountains of books. Fred would have been in research heaven, if Cordy hadn’t been so downcast.
“Y’know,” she ventured finally, “he worries about you lots.”
Cordy laughed bitterly. “I’m part of his team. I’m the conduit to the PTB. Of course he worries about me.”
“It’s more than that.”
“Right, and you’re the emotionally intelligent one around here.”
Fred flinched but Cordelia was already sighing in apology. “Read the signs. You don’t have to be visionary. Angel’s not into me.” She stared at the table. “Angel’s into – blonde.”
Fred’s hand covered Cordy’s. “Angel’s into brave.”
And for
kaygrr:
Wesley retrieved his knife, wiped it on the demon’s shirt, and turned to rejoin the others.
And ducked barely in time, as the head of Spike’s assailant came flying towards him, striking the skip behind him with a clang. He wiped ichor from his hair as Spike crowed and brandished his axe in triumph.
“Spike, if you must hurl body parts at me, the least you could do is shout ‘Fore!’”
Spike looked incredulous. “This isn’t golf, Wes.”
“No,” Gunn agreed, hitting the brakes so abruptly that Spike toppled off the cab roof into the flatbed. “It’s more like polo.”
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Coffee, muffins, and wobbly mountains of books. Fred would have been in research heaven, if Cordy hadn’t been so downcast.
“Y’know,” she ventured finally, “he worries about you lots.”
Cordy laughed bitterly. “I’m part of his team. I’m the conduit to the PTB. Of course he worries about me.”
“It’s more than that.”
“Right, and you’re the emotionally intelligent one around here.”
Fred flinched but Cordelia was already sighing in apology. “Read the signs. You don’t have to be visionary. Angel’s not into me.” She stared at the table. “Angel’s into – blonde.”
Fred’s hand covered Cordy’s. “Angel’s into brave.”
And for
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Wesley retrieved his knife, wiped it on the demon’s shirt, and turned to rejoin the others.
And ducked barely in time, as the head of Spike’s assailant came flying towards him, striking the skip behind him with a clang. He wiped ichor from his hair as Spike crowed and brandished his axe in triumph.
“Spike, if you must hurl body parts at me, the least you could do is shout ‘Fore!’”
Spike looked incredulous. “This isn’t golf, Wes.”
“No,” Gunn agreed, hitting the brakes so abruptly that Spike toppled off the cab roof into the flatbed. “It’s more like polo.”
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Date: 2006-06-28 02:47 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-06-28 11:29 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-06-28 04:45 am (UTC)I really like how you have Cordy say something bitchy, and then do a very Cordy-like apology:
Fred flinched but Cordelia was already sighing in apology.
And Fred's last line has me all "awwww". The whole blonde thing had me thinking about how Cordy does go blonde later that season (which I've always wondered if it was supposed to be partially to make her even more Angel's type).
And you totally rock the "golf" prompt! Go you!! See this feels like a lost scene from a season 5 episode. And you totally have the dynamic down so well!!
This had me giggling and also impressed at the evocative description:
And ducked barely in time, as the head of Spike’s assailant came flying towards him, striking the skip behind him with a clang. He wiped ichor from his hair as Spike crowed and brandished his axe in triumph.
And the exchange between Wes and Spike is sooo awesome!! Very very funny. Love Spike looking incredulous. And Gunn's reaction is perfect!! Giggles about "polo." *g*
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Date: 2006-06-28 11:38 pm (UTC)Fred's last line shaped the rest of it - I knew what she said, I just had to get them there. I'd forgotten Cordy went blonde then (I can't keep track of her, or Anya!)
Hee, nice that you like the golf one too. I'd been getting *nowhere* with golf, and then I remembered the hobbit legend of how golf originated... then I was hit with the mental picture of Spike riding round on top of the truck, swiping at demons with a big-ass axe. I liked it, lots. :)