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moragmacpherson) wrote2009-01-23 11:02 am
moragmacpherson) wrote2009-01-23 11:02 am
Fic: Hellmouth High Schools Don't Have Reunions (8/20)
Title: Hellmouth High Schools Don't Have Reunions (8/20)
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?
Ever Wake Up With Bullfrogs on Your Mind?
By the time they reached the classroom, Buffy and the Doctor were already there, helping Oz to cradle a trembling Willow.
Buffy shook her head. “Frog fear strikes again.” A large troop of the amphibians hopped around the classroom. Buffy pushed the men away, picking Willow up and hauling her out of the room. The rest of the group followed her to the lounge where she laid Willow out.
Rose poked Xander, who pointed out, “She’s super-strong, remember?” He then went to stroke Willow’s arm. “You okay there, brave little toaster?”
“I- I- I-, we – we-.” Willow took a big breath. “No!”
This time the Doctor pushed the others out of the way. He placed his fingers on Willows’ temples. “Willow, look at me.” He held her head in place and as their gazes locked, she quit thrashing, calm overtaking her. “Good. The frogs are gone, Willow, it’s all right.” His eyes narrowed. “Well, that was a rotten thing for Cordelia to do to you, even if she was six. And he’s dating her now?” The Doctor turned on Xander and clucked his tongue. Then he turned back to Willow, one thumb stroking the tears off her cheek. “There’s no accounting for taste.” With a smile he released her and stood.
Oz took his place, taking Willow’s hand. Buffy stared at the Doctor a moment. “So we’ve got F-R-O-Gs. At least they’re not raining from the sky.”
The Doctor shrugged. “There’s that. Aren’t they just for biology class?”
Xander shook his head. “Policy from the Flutie days. Those guys were on the menu.”
Oz arched his eyebrows. “So our aliens are French?” He got a smile from Willow for this, and she let him help her sit up.
“Any luck in the library?” asked Rose.
Buffy and the Doctor looked at each other. “We don’t know yet,” replied the Doctor.
“Didn’t quite make it there yet,” admitted Buffy. “Well, we made it there, but not in.”
Rose crossed her arms. “Why?”
“There was a dispute,” allowed the Doctor.
“It’s my Hellmouth, my Watcher, and my library, I was going in first.”
“You’ve got no experience with aliens, you don’t know what you’re walking into.”
“Enough!” Rose shouted. “Heroes,” she muttered with a roll of her eyes. “We’ll all go to the library together, and neither of you are going in first. Willow, are you set to go?”
“I’m better now, thank you.” Oz helped her up, though she still leaned into him. The group moved towards the library, Buffy and the Doctor hanging behind.
“When did Rose become the boss of me?” sniffed Buffy. The Doctor could only laugh to himself.
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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?
Ever Wake Up With Bullfrogs on Your Mind?
By the time they reached the classroom, Buffy and the Doctor were already there, helping Oz to cradle a trembling Willow.
Buffy shook her head. “Frog fear strikes again.” A large troop of the amphibians hopped around the classroom. Buffy pushed the men away, picking Willow up and hauling her out of the room. The rest of the group followed her to the lounge where she laid Willow out.
Rose poked Xander, who pointed out, “She’s super-strong, remember?” He then went to stroke Willow’s arm. “You okay there, brave little toaster?”
“I- I- I-, we – we-.” Willow took a big breath. “No!”
This time the Doctor pushed the others out of the way. He placed his fingers on Willows’ temples. “Willow, look at me.” He held her head in place and as their gazes locked, she quit thrashing, calm overtaking her. “Good. The frogs are gone, Willow, it’s all right.” His eyes narrowed. “Well, that was a rotten thing for Cordelia to do to you, even if she was six. And he’s dating her now?” The Doctor turned on Xander and clucked his tongue. Then he turned back to Willow, one thumb stroking the tears off her cheek. “There’s no accounting for taste.” With a smile he released her and stood.
Oz took his place, taking Willow’s hand. Buffy stared at the Doctor a moment. “So we’ve got F-R-O-Gs. At least they’re not raining from the sky.”
The Doctor shrugged. “There’s that. Aren’t they just for biology class?”
Xander shook his head. “Policy from the Flutie days. Those guys were on the menu.”
Oz arched his eyebrows. “So our aliens are French?” He got a smile from Willow for this, and she let him help her sit up.
“Any luck in the library?” asked Rose.
Buffy and the Doctor looked at each other. “We don’t know yet,” replied the Doctor.
“Didn’t quite make it there yet,” admitted Buffy. “Well, we made it there, but not in.”
Rose crossed her arms. “Why?”
“There was a dispute,” allowed the Doctor.
“It’s my Hellmouth, my Watcher, and my library, I was going in first.”
“You’ve got no experience with aliens, you don’t know what you’re walking into.”
“Enough!” Rose shouted. “Heroes,” she muttered with a roll of her eyes. “We’ll all go to the library together, and neither of you are going in first. Willow, are you set to go?”
“I’m better now, thank you.” Oz helped her up, though she still leaned into him. The group moved towards the library, Buffy and the Doctor hanging behind.
“When did Rose become the boss of me?” sniffed Buffy. The Doctor could only laugh to himself.
Next