Giles Shorts

Title: The Return
Author: il_mio_capitano
Characters: Giles
Rating: G
Length: 100
Last line: Not for years

“Not for years,” Giles thinks. Although out loud he says, “It’s my first time.”

The Tour Guide beams.

“British huh? We get a lot of overseas visitors. Don’t forget to see the gift shop. They got prints and tee-shirts, money clips, you name it. Shame to come all this way without a souvenir for the folks back home.”

“How did it happen?” Another tourist asks.

“A geological phenomenon caused this crater. Wiped out the whole town of Sunnydale. Mind you, some say it was the work of the Devil.” The guide winks and the party laughs. Giles doesn’t laugh though.

Title: Of Course It Is
Author: il_mio_capitano
Length: 100
Rating: PG
Characters: Giles, Wesley
Notes: Sorry this took so long. I got locked out of my account


“No take backsies!” the creature snarled in triumph.

“No take backsies?” Giles said incredulously. “What sort of language is that for a six hundred-year-old Karagh demon?”

Wesley pulled at his sleeve. “I really think we should be moving along now. Our business is concluded. And it does have rather a lot of teeth.”

“No, there’s something fishy about this.” Giles stepped through the smoke and approached the demon. “It’s made of bloody rubber!” He pulled at the head and cloak and the creature collapsed to reveal its puppet master.

“Spike,” Giles said angrily.

The vampire gave a nervous grin. “Surprise!”

It's been far too long since we've played First Line Last Drabbles. So let's countdown to Christmas and cheer what has been an extraordinary year.

Basic rules:
1. Drabbles are 100 words (although cheating is slightly allowed - especially by me)
2. The first line of a drabble must begin with the last line of a previous drabble
3. Otherwise no continuity is expected
3. Must involve Giles however slightly because, hey, we are Giles_shorts


Right then. I shall begin

Title: Choices
Author: il_mio_capitano
Length: 100
Characters: Buffy, Giles
Rating PG for goo


Waving her crossbow, Buffy backed the two versions of Giles against the wall.

“It’s me,” Giles One said. “The other one is the demon.”

“Rubbish,” Giles Two pleaded. “It scanned my memories; don’t believe a word it says.”

Giles One removed his glasses. “Then look into my eyes. Remember how I was the only one who could look at you this way?”

Buffy smiled then blasted a bolt straight through his head. Giles One collapsed into green goo.

Real Giles released his breath. “Well, that could’ve gone badly wrong. What gave him away?”

“He looked too smug.”

“Good to know.”

Title: Parenting
Author: il_mio_capitano
Characters: Giles' parents
Length: 100
Rating: FRC
Previous line: “He reminds me of you.”


“He reminds me of you.”

“Rupert?” Henry Giles looked at his wife in disbelief. “Are you serious? Which part of dropping out of Oxford, mixing with ne’er-do-wells, engaging in wild orgies, raising demons and then having wild orgies with them…” He paused to wipe his brow. “Which part of that do you imagine we have in common?”

“Well obviously none of that, although he regrets dropping out of Oxford.” She took his hand. “My point is that at his age, you were frightened of failing too. Your mother had high expectations.”

“It made a man of me.”

“Give him time.”

Title: Negotiations
Author: il_mio_capitano
Rating: FRC
Length: 100
Characters: Giles, Snyder
Previous line: “I knew I had been served decaf!”

“I knew I had been served decaf!” Principal Snyder spat the coffee out in disgust. “Now, why are you in my office and not teaching?”

Giles kept his cool. “Because I’m here to ask if you’ve signed my requisition order.”

“More books? They haven’t read the old ones yet. We’re a school not a book club.”

A stray fantasy crossed Giles’ mind of stuffing the pompous little man into one of his desk drawers, coffee and all. Ripper would have done so, but Giles was not a violent man. He was a man who knew how to forge a signature.



Notes: There probably should be a colon rather than a full stop on those last two lines, but I figured that would be a harsh line to leave Otter as a starting part.

Title: Auspicious Beginnings
Author: il_mio_capitano
Length: 100
Rating: FRC
Characters: Giles (and yes of course it’s Ethan)


It was time for last orders. He stood and fumbled in his jeans pocket for a pound note.

“My round,” he mumbled but his new friend put a hand on his arm and sat him down again.

“No, I’ll get them in.”

“VerykindofyouI’msure,” Rupert slurred.

Two pints and whisky chasers appeared in front of him almost immediately. “As if by magic!” he solemnly declared. “Cheers!” Rupert felt a childish need to show off and drained his glass.

“Not exactly by magic, dear boy. Although you do seem to have made that disappear rather quickly. Do you have any other talents?”

Title: School Supplier
Author: il_mio_capitano
Length: 100
Characters: Willow, Xander, Jessie, Giles (in spirit)
Rating: FRT – for the bad accents
Previous line: "He's British!"


“He’s British!”

In Willow’s opinion, she’d left the best part about the new librarian till last. Her friends merely stared at her until Xander said, “Pip, pip, I say is it tiffin time?”

And Jessie added, “What oh, old bean. Where’s my monocle?”

“He’s not like that,” Willow complained as they laughed. “Well, he is a bit like that, but he’s really nice and he’s brought loads of old books.”

“God forbid this school buys anything new,” said Xander. “What are we going to do with crusty old books?”

“Er.. read them?” Willow suggested.

“No thanks. You’re on your own.”

Title: Saying it with Flowers
Author: il-mio-capitano
Length: 100
Characters: Giles, Buffy
Rating: FRC
Following on from DHW’s The Lambeth Lothario



“And they say romance is dead,” quipped Giles nervously, torn between the incongruity of a seven-foot demon carrying a large bouquet of red roses, and his own practical need to back the hell away.

“Looking…for…Slayer.”

“That would be good, about now,” Giles admitted, his voice an octave too high.

The demon smiled with sticky teeth as Giles felt the thud of brick wall at his back, cutting off any further retreat. The roses were discarded to reveal a blood-stained hunting knife.

“Looking…for…Slayer.”

Buffy’s voice rang out like a bell behind them.

“You found me.”