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Title: He Has His Reasons

Author: Quaggy

Word Count: 200

Giles's Record Collection Prompt: "I Found a Reason" (Velvet Underground)

Notes: Crossed posted on my journal and over here on AO3.

It wasn’t easy returning to the Council fold. The snide remarks. The smug looks. Not to mention, the outright hostility.

“Honestly, right now, the only thing keeping me going is pure obstinacy. That and not wanting to disappoint Gran,” he confessed to his parents on a visit home.

“There are worse reasons, Rupert,” his mother said gently.

“Not disappointing my mother is a bloody good reason, if you ask me,” his father interjected. His wife shot him a glare.

“If I might continue?” she asked.

“Yes, dear. Sorry,” her husband replied, contritely, as her son bit back a grin. His mum and gran were the only people he knew who could keep his dad in line.

“Rupert, my darling, don’t lose heart,” his mother continued, taking his hand. “Remember that someday you are going to find not just reasons to keep going, but the reason that will make it all worth it. I promise you will.”

“Thanks, Mum.” The thought did help. (Though he wouldn’t truly understand what she meant until the day he’d met Buffy Summers, someone beyond his current ability to imagine.) “I just wish it’d happen soon.”

“Well, in the meantime, there’s always blackmail,” his father offered.

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Title: Mirror Image

Author: Quaggy

Word Count: 100

Giles's Record Collection Prompt: "My Father's Eyes" (Eric Clapton)

Notes: Post Season 5. Just when, I'll leave up to you

My father had the kindest eyes. Even at his most serious, you could always see the laughter lurking behind them.

After his Slayer’s death, I know he tried to be just as good of a father and husband as he was before. I never doubted that he was proud of me and it was obvious that he adored my mother. But his eyes were never the same. There was a sorrow in them that never quite went away.

I now think about that every morning when I look in the mirror and my father’s weary eyes stare back at me.

quaggy

Title: Father's Son
Author: Quaggy
Word Count: 200
Prompt: "It is a wise father than knows his own child."

The boy was the rough looking sort. All leather and shredded denim, splattered with something that looked like blood. But rather than scurry past, the man –who looked like he should be in Mayfair, not in this particularly rough and grimy part of London— sat down beside him on the bank of the Thames, heedless of his pristine suit.

“How did you find me?” the boy asked, gruffly.

“An educated guess.”

“So you know, then?”

“Yes. Between the books you left behind and what we could gather from your… companions, I think we have a clear picture of what happened. You were reckless to play with such things, but, even so, what occurred couldn’t have been predicted,” the man replied. Leaning forward, the man caught the boy’s eye. “The fact that it wasn’t worse is due to your quick thinking. You handled yourself beautifully. I’m proud of you.”

And that was it. The boy broke down sobbing. Though the man offered no words of comfort or physical demonstrations of affection, his compassion enveloped the boy like a blanket. When the boy had finally calmed himself, the man asked quietly, “Shall we go home then, Rupert?”

“Yes, Da. I’d like that.”

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Title: Prodigal Son
Summary: Three encounters after Randall's funeral
Word Count: 257, 297, 228
Note: I was inspired by last lines but did not follow the last-line-first-line format. So, lines:

But when Spike was gone, when he was alone again, he might indulge in a little victory dance. (part 1)

Goodbye. (part 1)

A Slayer deserves a night off now and then. (part 3)

"I promise." (part 3)

( Prodigal Son )

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So I had this idea overnight and had to write it. Apologies to littleotter73 for stepping on your toes.

Title: Career Opportunities
Author: il-mio-capitano
Length: 100
Rating: FRC
Characters: Giles, Giles' dad

"What does the slayerless watcher watch?"

Edmund Giles put down his mundane report and regarded his young son warily. Since informing him of his destiny, the boy was alarmingly inquisitive. "I mean, if there are all these watchers, and only one Chosen girl, then what do all the watchers do with their time? Shouldn't there be more slayers? Give the unemployed watchers something to do."

"They are hardly unemployed, Rupert."

"But what do they do?"

"They travel, they collate research, they consolidate intelligence."

"Like spies?" the boy asked, excitement in his eyes.

"Yes, just like spies. That's correct," he lied.

il_mio_capitano

Title: Expectations
Author: il-mio-capitano
Length: 100
Characters: Giles' dad, Giles (if somewhat silently).
Rating: FRC

"Never bargain like that again, not with me, young man. A motorcycle? A motorcycle in exchange for passing your exams? Your grandmother didn't leave you that money so you could spend it on some deathtrap the first chance you got. Besides, I expect you to always do your very best and not with an expectation of personal reward. What happens in the future, when a poor Slayer, holding the fate of the World in her hands, looks to you for help? Are you going to fold your arms and demand, 'What's in it for me?' It doesn't work that way."

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