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moragmacpherson) wrote2009-01-23 11:10 am
moragmacpherson) wrote2009-01-23 11:10 am
Fic: Hellmouth High Schools Don't Have Reunions (11/20)
Title: Hellmouth High Schools Don't Have Reunions (11/20)
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?
Her Man's Been Gone
Buffy and the Doctor led the way into Sunnydale High School, the others trailing behind them. Cordelia caught sight of them and ran over, grabbing Xander’s hand, pulling him away from Rose. “Where the heck have you guys been? And who’s this?” she asked with a scowl, looking Rose up and down before lingering on her roots.
Xander grimaced. “Cordelia, meet Rose and the Doctor. Rose, Doctor, meet my girlfriend.”
Rose’s glare was unfortunately wasted on Cordelia. “Nice to finally meet you,” she gritted out with a plastic smile. The Doctor nodded, looking around the courtyard.
“So what’s going on? What’s the new big bad? You never called me back last night.”
“Giant bat aliens, your librarian friend’s been taken by them, they’re plotting something in the school, we’re gonna take care of it.” Rose ticked the points off on her fingers. “And don’t worry, he was with me last night.” She winked at Xander and turned away.
“Anyway!” Xander began pulling Cordelia along, as the group resumed its stride, until Buffy turned around just outside the doors.
“Xander was with all of us last night, Cordelia, don't worry. Now, okay, Willow, Rose and Oz, you guys need to go to the computer labs, figure out what’s going on in them, figure out what these Krillitons are doing.” Willow saluted and Oz nodded.
The Doctor corrected her under his breath, “Krillitanes." He reached into his jacket. "Here, you may need this.” The Doctor withdrew his screwdriver and gave it to Rose. “Xander and, sorry, what was your name?”
Cordelia sized up the other new arrival with a certain amount of pleasure. “Cordelia.”
“Cordelia, you two need to work crowd control. Keep an eye out, let us know if anything weird is going on.”
Cordelia rolled her eyes. “Like anyone in this school ever notices something weird. But we’ll warn the sheep if the uber-weird starts.”
The Doctor smiled. “Good then.”
“And run distraction on Snyder, if you can,” added Buffy.
“Where are you two going?” asked Willow.
Buffy's smile turned nasty. “We’re going to find Giles.”
The crew broke up, leaving Cordelia and Xander standing in the courtyard. “So-“
“Little bottle-blonde British chick?!” hissed Cordelia.
“Well, yeah-“ Cordelia turned away from him.
“I am not happy.”
“Okay.” Xander turned away from her, crossing his arms.
After a few minutes, Cordy cleared her throat. “So the Doctor-“
Xander smirked. “He’s an alien.”
“Oh.” Silence reigned for a few moments. “But he looks, kinda nice.”
“Does he? I didn’t notice.”
Cordelia snorted. “Of course you didn’t.” She smiled. “I like an English accent, like, y’know, James Bond or something.”
Xander turned back to her, “Well, y’know wee lassie-“
Cordelia put a finger on his lips. “Don’t.” He caught her hand as she withdrew it, and they smiled at each other, everything set back to rights. “So bad roots girl, she and the Doctor-“
“Travel together. In his spaceship. We got to go inside it.” Xander grinned, then frowned.
“What?” Cordelia looked around.
“We’ve been standing outside, in the courtyard, not going to class for ten minutes now. Why isn’t Snyder harassing us?” The courtyard stood sunny, cheerful, and terrifyingly empty save for the pair.
Cordelia shuddered. “I don’t see the little toad anywhere.” She then froze. “Is he right behind me?”
Xander shook his head. “No. Something’s wrong. We should go check this out.”
Her eyes widened, and she gagged a bit. “We actually have to go looking for him?”
Xander slung his arm around her waist. “I know. Maybe we’ll just find pieces.”
“One can hope.”
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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?
Her Man's Been Gone
Buffy and the Doctor led the way into Sunnydale High School, the others trailing behind them. Cordelia caught sight of them and ran over, grabbing Xander’s hand, pulling him away from Rose. “Where the heck have you guys been? And who’s this?” she asked with a scowl, looking Rose up and down before lingering on her roots.
Xander grimaced. “Cordelia, meet Rose and the Doctor. Rose, Doctor, meet my girlfriend.”
Rose’s glare was unfortunately wasted on Cordelia. “Nice to finally meet you,” she gritted out with a plastic smile. The Doctor nodded, looking around the courtyard.
“So what’s going on? What’s the new big bad? You never called me back last night.”
“Giant bat aliens, your librarian friend’s been taken by them, they’re plotting something in the school, we’re gonna take care of it.” Rose ticked the points off on her fingers. “And don’t worry, he was with me last night.” She winked at Xander and turned away.
“Anyway!” Xander began pulling Cordelia along, as the group resumed its stride, until Buffy turned around just outside the doors.
“Xander was with all of us last night, Cordelia, don't worry. Now, okay, Willow, Rose and Oz, you guys need to go to the computer labs, figure out what’s going on in them, figure out what these Krillitons are doing.” Willow saluted and Oz nodded.
The Doctor corrected her under his breath, “Krillitanes." He reached into his jacket. "Here, you may need this.” The Doctor withdrew his screwdriver and gave it to Rose. “Xander and, sorry, what was your name?”
Cordelia sized up the other new arrival with a certain amount of pleasure. “Cordelia.”
“Cordelia, you two need to work crowd control. Keep an eye out, let us know if anything weird is going on.”
Cordelia rolled her eyes. “Like anyone in this school ever notices something weird. But we’ll warn the sheep if the uber-weird starts.”
The Doctor smiled. “Good then.”
“And run distraction on Snyder, if you can,” added Buffy.
“Where are you two going?” asked Willow.
Buffy's smile turned nasty. “We’re going to find Giles.”
The crew broke up, leaving Cordelia and Xander standing in the courtyard. “So-“
“Little bottle-blonde British chick?!” hissed Cordelia.
“Well, yeah-“ Cordelia turned away from him.
“I am not happy.”
“Okay.” Xander turned away from her, crossing his arms.
After a few minutes, Cordy cleared her throat. “So the Doctor-“
Xander smirked. “He’s an alien.”
“Oh.” Silence reigned for a few moments. “But he looks, kinda nice.”
“Does he? I didn’t notice.”
Cordelia snorted. “Of course you didn’t.” She smiled. “I like an English accent, like, y’know, James Bond or something.”
Xander turned back to her, “Well, y’know wee lassie-“
Cordelia put a finger on his lips. “Don’t.” He caught her hand as she withdrew it, and they smiled at each other, everything set back to rights. “So bad roots girl, she and the Doctor-“
“Travel together. In his spaceship. We got to go inside it.” Xander grinned, then frowned.
“What?” Cordelia looked around.
“We’ve been standing outside, in the courtyard, not going to class for ten minutes now. Why isn’t Snyder harassing us?” The courtyard stood sunny, cheerful, and terrifyingly empty save for the pair.
Cordelia shuddered. “I don’t see the little toad anywhere.” She then froze. “Is he right behind me?”
Xander shook his head. “No. Something’s wrong. We should go check this out.”
Her eyes widened, and she gagged a bit. “We actually have to go looking for him?”
Xander slung his arm around her waist. “I know. Maybe we’ll just find pieces.”
“One can hope.”
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