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anythingdrabbleTitle: Cake Samples
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Author:veronyxk84
Characters/Pairing: Spuffy, Dawn
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: none
Word count: 200 (Google Docs)
Spoilers/Setting: Set post-S11 (comics) in an alternate reality where Buffy and Spike are an established couple.
Summary: Buffy and Dawn enjoyed a cake tasting afternoon.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. All rights belong to the respective owners.
Challenges: #71 - Heavenly + #375 Scarf [Amnesty Week]
Crossposted:drabble_zone, My journal, Sunnydale After Dark
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Spike emerged from the kitchen when he heard the front door open.
“We’re back,” said Buffy, walking inside with Dawn.
“How did the cake tasting go?” he asked, sipping blood from his mug.
Buffy groaned. “Those samples were heavenly delicious! I scarfed them all down twice.”
“If you don’t fit in your dress anymore, I’ll kill you,” said Dawn.
Spike smirked. “Don’t worry. She’s got a dedicated fiancé who will gladly help her stay fit.”
Dawn made a face. “Gross.”
“What’s gross about sparring?” he asked.
“I know what you meant, Spike.”
“Hey, don’t blame me for your dirty thoughts.”
Buffy rolled her eyes. “Knock it off, you two.”
“So, what did you pick?” asked Spike.
“Three-tier red velvet cake for our wedding,” said Buffy.
“And the most decadent mud pie I’ve ever had for Joyce’s naming ceremony,” continued Dawn, taking a small box out of her bag and handing it to Spike. “Your samples.”
He set his mug on the coffee table and opened it. “So, red’s for the Fire & Ice theme. Brown’s for… soiled nappies?”
Dawn glared at him. “Mud pie’s my favorite, okay?”
He winked. “I know. Thank you for letting me sit out the cake tasting.”
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Author:
veronyxk84Characters/Pairing: Spuffy, Dawn
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: none
Word count: 200 (Google Docs)
Spoilers/Setting: Set post-S11 (comics) in an alternate reality where Buffy and Spike are an established couple.
Summary: Buffy and Dawn enjoyed a cake tasting afternoon.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. All rights belong to the respective owners.
Challenges: #71 - Heavenly + #375 Scarf [Amnesty Week]
Crossposted:
drabble_zone, My journal, Sunnydale After Dark—
Spike emerged from the kitchen when he heard the front door open.
“We’re back,” said Buffy, walking inside with Dawn.
“How did the cake tasting go?” he asked, sipping blood from his mug.
Buffy groaned. “Those samples were heavenly delicious! I scarfed them all down twice.”
“If you don’t fit in your dress anymore, I’ll kill you,” said Dawn.
Spike smirked. “Don’t worry. She’s got a dedicated fiancé who will gladly help her stay fit.”
Dawn made a face. “Gross.”
“What’s gross about sparring?” he asked.
“I know what you meant, Spike.”
“Hey, don’t blame me for your dirty thoughts.”
Buffy rolled her eyes. “Knock it off, you two.”
“So, what did you pick?” asked Spike.
“Three-tier red velvet cake for our wedding,” said Buffy.
“And the most decadent mud pie I’ve ever had for Joyce’s naming ceremony,” continued Dawn, taking a small box out of her bag and handing it to Spike. “Your samples.”
He set his mug on the coffee table and opened it. “So, red’s for the Fire & Ice theme. Brown’s for… soiled nappies?”
Dawn glared at him. “Mud pie’s my favorite, okay?”
He winked. “I know. Thank you for letting me sit out the cake tasting.”
