Gored or Gourd
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giles_shortsTITLE: Gored or Gourd
AUTHOR: LJS
RATING: General
CHARACTERS: Giles, Anya, Buffy, Spike
PAIRING: Giles/Anya if you squint
LENGTH: 300 words
SUMMARY: In a Season 6 perhaps just a step or two from canon.
"Did you say 'gored' or 'gourd,' Giles?"
“Did you say ‘gored’ or ‘gourd,’ Giles?”
He looked up from the grimoire, damaged in a Holy Water accident in the Magic Box cellar.
“’Gourd’ as in ‘plant,’ Anya. Appalling as it is.”
“I know. Who casts a flying spell with a pumpkin?”
They shared a look of disgust at ridiculous colonial magic before she returned to her transcription. “Okay—“
At which point the door opened on a scream, and a jack-o-lantern soared into the shop, arcing over the slug candles and dribbling blood on a nice selection of crystal balls specially priced for the season.
“Duck!” Buffy shouted, just before the jack-o-lantern spun in the air, spattering blood everywhere.
But he and Anya were already moving. “Come on,” she said, clambering over the table.
He caught her dominant hand with his. Linked, they shouted words of power.
The jack-o-lantern smashed into the floor with a final moaning squish of blood and gourd.
“Sorry. It got away from us,” Buffy said, Spike at her heels.
“Yeah. New witch in town. Nice aesthetic,” Spike said. “The pumpkin patch looks like a bloody Aurelius family reunion.”
“As does your lovely display of fortune-telling accessories, Anya,” Giles said.
“And your charms and slug-lights,” Anya said sorrowfully. They squeezed each other’s hands, still linked.
Buffy and Spike looked up from the pumpkin corpse. “Um, so you guys did the hocus-pocus together like pros,” she ventured.
“Why wouldn’t we?” Giles said.
Buffy and Spike exchanged glances. “No reason,” she said.
“’Cept, you know, stink-beetles and forgotten vengeance whatsits,” Spike added. “Since when can you two manage magic?”
“We own a magic shop,” Giles and Anya said. Giles continued, “And some of us read.”
“But…” Buffy began.
“It was ‘gored,’ Giles,” Anya said to him.
“Indeed, Anya. What was that cleaning spell again?”
AUTHOR: LJS
RATING: General
CHARACTERS: Giles, Anya, Buffy, Spike
PAIRING: Giles/Anya if you squint
LENGTH: 300 words
SUMMARY: In a Season 6 perhaps just a step or two from canon.
"Did you say 'gored' or 'gourd,' Giles?"
“Did you say ‘gored’ or ‘gourd,’ Giles?”
He looked up from the grimoire, damaged in a Holy Water accident in the Magic Box cellar.
“’Gourd’ as in ‘plant,’ Anya. Appalling as it is.”
“I know. Who casts a flying spell with a pumpkin?”
They shared a look of disgust at ridiculous colonial magic before she returned to her transcription. “Okay—“
At which point the door opened on a scream, and a jack-o-lantern soared into the shop, arcing over the slug candles and dribbling blood on a nice selection of crystal balls specially priced for the season.
“Duck!” Buffy shouted, just before the jack-o-lantern spun in the air, spattering blood everywhere.
But he and Anya were already moving. “Come on,” she said, clambering over the table.
He caught her dominant hand with his. Linked, they shouted words of power.
The jack-o-lantern smashed into the floor with a final moaning squish of blood and gourd.
“Sorry. It got away from us,” Buffy said, Spike at her heels.
“Yeah. New witch in town. Nice aesthetic,” Spike said. “The pumpkin patch looks like a bloody Aurelius family reunion.”
“As does your lovely display of fortune-telling accessories, Anya,” Giles said.
“And your charms and slug-lights,” Anya said sorrowfully. They squeezed each other’s hands, still linked.
Buffy and Spike looked up from the pumpkin corpse. “Um, so you guys did the hocus-pocus together like pros,” she ventured.
“Why wouldn’t we?” Giles said.
Buffy and Spike exchanged glances. “No reason,” she said.
“’Cept, you know, stink-beetles and forgotten vengeance whatsits,” Spike added. “Since when can you two manage magic?”
“We own a magic shop,” Giles and Anya said. Giles continued, “And some of us read.”
“But…” Buffy began.
“It was ‘gored,’ Giles,” Anya said to him.
“Indeed, Anya. What was that cleaning spell again?”
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Date: 2013-10-27 08:05 pm (UTC)Cheers and thanks, ALH!