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Oops
S/X
100 words, dedicated to fanbot
“Oops.”
“*Oops*? What oops?”
“Er… I’ll be right back!” Sound of scampering feet.
“Xander? Xander!” Sound of rattling chains. “You didn’t lose the key did you?”
“No!” Voice far away and indistinct, sound of doors opening and shutting.
“You didn’t accidentally summon up hellspawn?”
“No hellspawn except what’s chained to the bed!”
“Then *what* bloody oops?” Sound of nervous laughter and shuffling of feet.
“I forgot to lay towels.” More shuffling, sounds of moving bed sheets.
“Towels luv?” Snickering.
“Well I chained you down for a reason!” Movement and then gasps, creaking bedsprings.
“I almost forgot the honey!”
“Bloody Hell!”
Circles
This carries the oops theme, keep that in mind when you read it and you'll see it there.
S/X set in same universe as 'In need of a lobotomy' and 'Brown' and 'Lust'.
Kitten ran as fast as his legs could carry him. He had no shoes, and he had not clothes so the woods that he was racing through scratched at his skin, bleeding him; leaving a scent trail for his master to find. He knew that he should not have run, knew that his master would be very displeased with him, but he was close to breaking and Kitten knew that if he broke what made Kitten *Kitten* would go to. “Just ran yourself in a pretty little circle pet.” Kitten realized he’d run right back to Master, and he broke.
Sorry kid, you were an accident
400 word ficlet, Lindsey/Xander
Set in that special timeline that un-set fics go!
Lindsey knew that he had made a mistake the instant he stepped over the threshold into Angel Investigations headquarters. Angel had sent him away with a smile, and a prank but Lindsey knew that coming back to L.A. would not be greeted kindly. Especially not with the reason he had come back. Cordy looked up from where she was filing… her nails of course and her mouth opened in an ‘o’ of surprise. “Lindsey!” She stated dumbfounded. Lindsey gave an akward wave and a small ‘hello’. Then Angel was barreling out of his office and coming straight at Lindsey, ‘like a great big constipated rhino’ his lover would have said.
“Lindsey. What a… pleasant surprise.” Angel’s nostrils were flared and Lindsey knew what he was smelling, though the vampire didn’t yet. Lindsey was covered in the scene of his lover.
“Lay off the sweet talk Angel, we all know how *un*pleasant it is for you to see me Deadboy.” Suddenly Lindsey found himself pushed violently against the wall as the scent registered in Angel’s mind.
“Where is he?” Angel growled.
“Who?” Asked Cordy.
“I’m right here Deadboy.” Xander Harris stood in the doorway, looking good for someone five months pregnant.
Angel turned and gaped at Xander, as did Cordelia. Xander was wearing back pants and a baggy colorful shirt but there was no denying that he was pregnant. “Wha-” Cordelia started. “*How*?” She finally asked when she had stopped opening and closing her mouth like a fish.
“There are several potions or spells that will do it.” Lindsey stated calmly from his position on the wall. “In our case, it was a bit of an accident.” Angel glaring at him with patented ‘Angel-glare’ now.
“Explain.”
“Well you see, I was all set for leaving the supernatural forever but I had to take one pitstop in Sunnydale, just so I could say I’d seen the Hellmouth and Xander was out battling this big horned orange demon with neon green blood, and I stepped out of the car to see if I could lend a hand when your old flame killed the demon off.” Growl from the vampire and Xander, who was leaning on the doorframe, smirked. “And both Xan and I got splattered with demon goo. Well it turns out the blood was both an aphrodesiac *and* pregnancy conducing.”
“So DB, know any good demonic obstetricians?” Xander rubbed his stomach casually.
S/X
100 words, dedicated to fanbot
“Oops.”
“*Oops*? What oops?”
“Er… I’ll be right back!” Sound of scampering feet.
“Xander? Xander!” Sound of rattling chains. “You didn’t lose the key did you?”
“No!” Voice far away and indistinct, sound of doors opening and shutting.
“You didn’t accidentally summon up hellspawn?”
“No hellspawn except what’s chained to the bed!”
“Then *what* bloody oops?” Sound of nervous laughter and shuffling of feet.
“I forgot to lay towels.” More shuffling, sounds of moving bed sheets.
“Towels luv?” Snickering.
“Well I chained you down for a reason!” Movement and then gasps, creaking bedsprings.
“I almost forgot the honey!”
“Bloody Hell!”
Circles
This carries the oops theme, keep that in mind when you read it and you'll see it there.
S/X set in same universe as 'In need of a lobotomy' and 'Brown' and 'Lust'.
Kitten ran as fast as his legs could carry him. He had no shoes, and he had not clothes so the woods that he was racing through scratched at his skin, bleeding him; leaving a scent trail for his master to find. He knew that he should not have run, knew that his master would be very displeased with him, but he was close to breaking and Kitten knew that if he broke what made Kitten *Kitten* would go to. “Just ran yourself in a pretty little circle pet.” Kitten realized he’d run right back to Master, and he broke.
Sorry kid, you were an accident
400 word ficlet, Lindsey/Xander
Set in that special timeline that un-set fics go!
Lindsey knew that he had made a mistake the instant he stepped over the threshold into Angel Investigations headquarters. Angel had sent him away with a smile, and a prank but Lindsey knew that coming back to L.A. would not be greeted kindly. Especially not with the reason he had come back. Cordy looked up from where she was filing… her nails of course and her mouth opened in an ‘o’ of surprise. “Lindsey!” She stated dumbfounded. Lindsey gave an akward wave and a small ‘hello’. Then Angel was barreling out of his office and coming straight at Lindsey, ‘like a great big constipated rhino’ his lover would have said.
“Lindsey. What a… pleasant surprise.” Angel’s nostrils were flared and Lindsey knew what he was smelling, though the vampire didn’t yet. Lindsey was covered in the scene of his lover.
“Lay off the sweet talk Angel, we all know how *un*pleasant it is for you to see me Deadboy.” Suddenly Lindsey found himself pushed violently against the wall as the scent registered in Angel’s mind.
“Where is he?” Angel growled.
“Who?” Asked Cordy.
“I’m right here Deadboy.” Xander Harris stood in the doorway, looking good for someone five months pregnant.
Angel turned and gaped at Xander, as did Cordelia. Xander was wearing back pants and a baggy colorful shirt but there was no denying that he was pregnant. “Wha-” Cordelia started. “*How*?” She finally asked when she had stopped opening and closing her mouth like a fish.
“There are several potions or spells that will do it.” Lindsey stated calmly from his position on the wall. “In our case, it was a bit of an accident.” Angel glaring at him with patented ‘Angel-glare’ now.
“Explain.”
“Well you see, I was all set for leaving the supernatural forever but I had to take one pitstop in Sunnydale, just so I could say I’d seen the Hellmouth and Xander was out battling this big horned orange demon with neon green blood, and I stepped out of the car to see if I could lend a hand when your old flame killed the demon off.” Growl from the vampire and Xander, who was leaning on the doorframe, smirked. “And both Xan and I got splattered with demon goo. Well it turns out the blood was both an aphrodesiac *and* pregnancy conducing.”
“So DB, know any good demonic obstetricians?” Xander rubbed his stomach casually.