100 Drabbles

[cornerofmadness]

All are PG-13 but a couple are pushing it (the last is a bit gross but not much more graphic than some of the show elements)

 

Angelus/Darla - 1700's

Angelus looked at the bedroom surprised by the array of toys Darla had arranged around the bed. Chains, silk scarves, feather dusts, whips and more. The blood rushed below the belt at the mere thought of what he could do to her lush body with such toys.

Darla stroked his cheek. "Tonight, you can do anything you want with me."

Angelus licked his lips, thinking of the few things she denied him. He was her beautiful boy and he liked being under her thumb. "Why?"

"You made your one hundredth kill, my son. You’ve earned it." Her kiss tasted sweet.

Spike/Dru - the 1980's

"An amusement park?" Spike asked, wondering why he let Dru talk him into answering those silly quizzes she found in the women’s magazines they took off their kills.

"Coney Island, my pet." Dru played with his hair.

"Movie theatre?"

"The Cinematographe in Paris, with Daddy and Grandmummy."

Spike pulled Dru into his lap. "Outdoors?"

"Kew Gardens," she replied.

"How do you remember all of this, Dru?"

"Because everything about you is bright, burning into my brain." She kissed him.

"Hmmm, we’ve had sex in over a hundred exotic places. According to the quiz, we’re as hot as hell." Spike beamed.

 

Willow/Xander/Jesse Pre-Show

Willow wasn’t disappointed to find Xander at The Bronze. He was the only reason she ever bothered to come. He and Jesse seemed more festive than usual as they tried to get girls’ attention out of the dance floor. It would probably help if they weren’t jerking around like they had electrodes attached to them but Willow found it cute.

"Why so happy?" She danced her way to them.

"Jess and I set a school record," Xander said proudly.

"A hundred days of detention in one year," Jesse added.

"That’s horrible!" Willow cried.

"Is not," Xander argued.

"We rule!" Jesse crowed.

Buffy S 1

Buffy stared at the blank page. Was she the stupidest person in class? No, that was probably Xander, no offense to the guy. She loved him but.... Everyone else was scribbling on their tests furiously, even Xander. All she could do was look at the final essay worth twenty points and feel her heart sink to her toes.

Why couldn’t she do this? Mom would be so upset. Giles and Angel would just shake their heads. Worse, she actually liked Poe. She could write like a page about him but she was only allowed a hundred words. How hard was that?

Gunn - Pre Show

Charles checked on his sister, happy to find her asleep. Charles watched Alonna sleep, wishing he could give her more. The world was so unfair. Their parents killed by a drunk driver leaving them in a foster system that bounced them around until finally it was decided to break them up to increase their chances of adoption.

Charles couldn’t let that happen. Alonna was all he had and if they had to live in rat-infested abandoned buildings so be it. Though the last place was bad. It had a hundred rats, if it had one. God, he hated rats.

Connor/Holtz - Quor-Toth

"Steven, if I’ve told you once, I’ve told you a hundred times, not to toy with Greispar demons," Holtz said, sponging his son’s feverish forehead.

The seven year old huddled under the furs, racked with chills and shivers. "I thought I could take it."

"You’re still too little and their venom.." Holtz trailed off, his hand shaking.

"Will I die, Father?" Steven’s voice rasped out.

Holtz knew the Greispar venom was usually fatal. He prayed for his son but knew God couldn’t hear him here. "You’re strong son. You’ll be fine." Holtz turned his head so Steven wouldn’t see him weep.

Connor/Holtz - Quor-Toth

I’m doing this for your own good, those words mocked Steven as he waited on his knees for the next blow to fall, twenty, a hundred, he didn’t know. Nothing like this had ever happened before. He had lost his temper and hit Father.

The look in his father’s eyes was worse than the punishment the man was now exacting. His father had been afraid of him. Steven couldn’t imagine anything worse. He knew he could stop this. He could take the belt from Father before he could strike again. Steven was twelve and a terror and he deserved punished.

Connor - Post Not Fade Away

Connor swung the axe a final time, looking at the demon that lay in a hundred pieces at his feet. Blood dripped from his face. Connor didn’t care. Nothing mattered any more. He had learned to love too late and now, his father would never know it. The world didn’t go to hell, thanks to Angel and his friends. They all died and Connor found hell on his own.

Nothing of sanity left in his eyes, Connor kicked a hunk of green flesh. "You abandoned him when he needed you, Lorne. The lowest circle in hell is for traitors. Enjoy."

Cross posted to open on sunday

Comments

[makd.livejournal.com]

Great drabbles. Of course, I loved the S/D best!

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

thanks. I had a lot of fun with the S/D one.

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

thanks. I was pretty unhappy with Lorne leaving even though I didn't feel it was that out of character. I figured if they all died Connor wouldn't handle it well

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

I agree. Though since I dislike him I wish Lorne would have realized that about two years ago...

[lejlkwiet.livejournal.com]

I loved the drabbles! And I guess don't need to say which I liked best XD

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

yes well they were being naughty in that one. Glad you liked them.

[natgel.livejournal.com]

Loved the drabbles, especially the last one.

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

thanks. Yes that last one has been hitting a chord with people