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moragmacpherson) wrote2009-01-23 10:31 am
moragmacpherson) wrote2009-01-23 10:31 am
Fic: Hellmouth High Schools Don't Have Reunions (1/20)
And we achieve the point in the archiving experience where the author asks herself: why the hell did I split this fic into so many damn chapters? It must have been a good idea at the time. Dammit.
Title: Hellmouth High Schools Don't Have Reunions (1/20)
Author: MoragMacPherson
Rating: PG to PG-13
Timeline: School Reunion for DW. Between Homecoming and Band Candy for BtVS
Disclaimer: If it's a character or a place, I don't own it.
Archive: Here, TtH, Teaspoon, the pit, I think. If you'd like it, let me know.
Author's Note: Response to challenge 3108 by Winterd at Twisting the Hellmouth. Un-beta'd. Oooh, and it also got recced on Calufrax, which made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
Summary: What if "School Reunion" took place at Sunnydale High?
That Can't Be Right
The Slayer launched the fluffy white projectile arcing into the air, and it landed ever so gently of the soft pink platform, which drew it into the waiting, hungry maw.
“Xander, you are the best distance popcorn eater ever.” Buffy tossed another kernel, snatched out of the air with consummate skill.
“Eye to mouth coordination, Buffy. Wait 'til you see where those skills get me on the baseball field. Or playing goalie in field hockey. The dentist loves me.” His next catch was a diving action, and he landed face first in the pile of pillows where Willow was surrounded by books. “Hey there, Wills, what’s taking so long? I know it’s my trig homework, but normally you’re all with the scribbling and looks of vague superiority.”
Willow kept tapping her pencil against the paper. “Hello? What’s going on, Willow?”
“All of your answers are right.”
“Oh.” He paused. “Must be those new teachers. I knew they were too good to be true.”
Buffy wandered over and looked down at the paper. “We better tell Giles there’s a new demon in town. A wacky, math teaching demon.” She grabbed Xander’s shoulder. “No developing any crushes on them.”
“No." He shook his head. "No way. Never again.”
Willow whined. “But the new physics teacher’s so cute.”
Xander laid a companionable arm around her. “You don’t want to go there, Willow. That way lies being eaten alive, or having your life force sucked out of you, or just becoming even more of a social pariah.”
Willow’s shoulders slumped as she sighed. “Yeah.”
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Title: Hellmouth High Schools Don't Have Reunions (1/20)
Author: MoragMacPherson
Rating: PG to PG-13
Timeline: School Reunion for DW. Between Homecoming and Band Candy for BtVS
Disclaimer: If it's a character or a place, I don't own it.
Archive: Here, TtH, Teaspoon, the pit, I think. If you'd like it, let me know.
Author's Note: Response to challenge 3108 by Winterd at Twisting the Hellmouth. Un-beta'd. Oooh, and it also got recced on Calufrax, which made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
Summary: What if "School Reunion" took place at Sunnydale High?
That Can't Be Right
The Slayer launched the fluffy white projectile arcing into the air, and it landed ever so gently of the soft pink platform, which drew it into the waiting, hungry maw.
“Xander, you are the best distance popcorn eater ever.” Buffy tossed another kernel, snatched out of the air with consummate skill.
“Eye to mouth coordination, Buffy. Wait 'til you see where those skills get me on the baseball field. Or playing goalie in field hockey. The dentist loves me.” His next catch was a diving action, and he landed face first in the pile of pillows where Willow was surrounded by books. “Hey there, Wills, what’s taking so long? I know it’s my trig homework, but normally you’re all with the scribbling and looks of vague superiority.”
Willow kept tapping her pencil against the paper. “Hello? What’s going on, Willow?”
“All of your answers are right.”
“Oh.” He paused. “Must be those new teachers. I knew they were too good to be true.”
Buffy wandered over and looked down at the paper. “We better tell Giles there’s a new demon in town. A wacky, math teaching demon.” She grabbed Xander’s shoulder. “No developing any crushes on them.”
“No." He shook his head. "No way. Never again.”
Willow whined. “But the new physics teacher’s so cute.”
Xander laid a companionable arm around her. “You don’t want to go there, Willow. That way lies being eaten alive, or having your life force sucked out of you, or just becoming even more of a social pariah.”
Willow’s shoulders slumped as she sighed. “Yeah.”
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