Vacationing

[cornerofmadness]

 Drabbles for open on sunday. The theme this time is vacations

Spike/Dru historical

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It’s so beautiful." Dru spun under the moon light along Charles Bridge.
Spike caught her am, pulling her to him. "I’m glad you like it, pet." He fluttered kisses over her eyes with ferocious vigor.
"Your lips are making me see stars. You’re sailing among them."
"Nice to hear. We still need to find a safe place to stay." Spike surveyed the ancient city, spying a castle. Spike would find a place that allowed Dru to view the castle. "Nothing’s too good for my dark rose."
"Prague is wonderful." Dru smiled. "I don’t understand why Miss Edith is so worried."

Spike/Dru/Darla historical

"I can’t believe we came all the way to bloody China." Spike kept a protective arm around Dru as she tried to wander off.
"Spike, it sings to me. The streets will flow with blood." Dru cooed. "Thank you, Grandmummy for bringing us here."
"Yes." Darla sounded bored.
"Where are we calling home?" Spike asked.
"We’ll need to find someplace quickly," Darla looked back at their transport, wishing to see a man with familiar off-kilter shoulders, a proud smirk and all the other little things that made her want him. But she wouldn’t see Angelus again and her heart wept.

Xander

"I can’t believe I’m thinking about this," Xander moaned.
"You want the work or not?"
Xander looked around the grimy, dim club that reeked of stale cigarette smoke, too many bodies and alcohol This wasn’t how his vacation was supposed to go. He was supposed to be having fun cross country, just him and his mean machine.
Only now the car was dead. He was broke and too proud to call his dad for money. He needed cash fast. "Yeah, I’ll take the job."
Now he had to figure out if he had the courage to strip for an audience.

Willow/Tara between S4-5

"Just me and you alone." Willow’s lips caressed Tara’s neck. "I’ve never been on vacation without my parents."
Tara twisted on the bed, running her hands under Willow’s nightgown. "It’ll be fun. First we’ll go to the O.K. Corral and then we can go horseback riding in the desert."
Willow’s lips traveled to Tara’s shoulder. "I can’t believe you talked me into going to Tombstone."
"I love the history. We can hit Vegas on the way home, just for some glitz."
"I’m still scared of horses," Willow confessed, blushing.
Tara kissed her warmly, caressing her lover. "We’ll work on that."

Connor Post Not Fade Away

He promised himself this trip. The history of St. Petersburg soaked into him. He could just lose himself here. He planned on riding through Chernobyl, documenting the haunted place with his digital camera.. Did L.A. look like it, he wondered, now that the final battle had been waged and good had barely won.
He was still unsure if he could just go back to his ersatz parents. Connor sat in the shade of Sir Isaac’s Cathedral with his wireless lap top. He typed an email.
"Dad, don’t know if you were ever here but I know you’d like these photos."

Comments

[esmerelda-t.livejournal.com]

I loved the Connor one, and the hint that he doesnt know if Angel is still alive or not, but he's sending him mail anyway, reminds me of that poem long distance, where the guy phones home to his father every week, even though his father has been dead for years.

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

Thanks. I don't know the poem (go look it up now). In the original form he does know Angel's alive but it was too long so hey now we have the mystery.

[esmerelda-t.livejournal.com]

I like the ambiguity of it, glad it got cut. :)

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

totally different effect than what I was shooting for but since it works I'm not aruging