Beware Demons in Human Clothing
Jul. 29th, 2007 03:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
willow_25I got a request via chat:
Jeremiah: How about a Buffy-esque mystery?
Sort of Whedon-meets-th
Seems sort of appropriate for wee-hour drabbling. (c;
And, away we go...
Xander looked up from the heated napkin argument he was having with Anya, and happened to spot the glint of metal coming from behind a tall man in a trench coat, who was dancing closer and closer to Buffy. Buffy seemed oblivious; she was dancing with Dawn and Willow and...Was that Spike? Either way, she didn't seem to notice anything off. Maybe the guy just had a weird fixture on his coat...
"Hey, An, does that guy in the trench coat look weird to you?"
"You mean, in any way other than the wearing of a trench coat in this weather, and heading straight for Buffy?"
"Yeah, that's what I thought."
Xander was out of his chair and through the crowd with surprising speed. But, the weird guy was still closer. "Buffy!" He yelled, hoping she could hear him over the booming base line.
No luck. Spike...What was he doing here, again?...Did hear, though, and turned to look at Xander. Xander just pointed.
Spike spun Buffy around to face what he thought might be a demon; hard to tell with so many here tonight, then tugged Dawn and Willow behind him. Buffy took one look at the tall guy in the trench coat and fedora pulled low over his eyes, with one hand behind his back, and went into attack mode.
With one hard shove, the fedora went flying, and Buffy was face to face with a fyarl demon. "Oh, come on, did you really think you were getting away with the old 'sneak up behind me in a disguise' bit?"
The fyarl responded, "I would have gotten away with it, if it wasn't for your pesky friends!" But Buffy didn't know that, because she didn't speak fyarl. A minute later the demon was dead, and it didn't matter, anyway.
And, away we go...
Xander looked up from the heated napkin argument he was having with Anya, and happened to spot the glint of metal coming from behind a tall man in a trench coat, who was dancing closer and closer to Buffy. Buffy seemed oblivious; she was dancing with Dawn and Willow and...Was that Spike? Either way, she didn't seem to notice anything off. Maybe the guy just had a weird fixture on his coat...
"Hey, An, does that guy in the trench coat look weird to you?"
"You mean, in any way other than the wearing of a trench coat in this weather, and heading straight for Buffy?"
"Yeah, that's what I thought."
Xander was out of his chair and through the crowd with surprising speed. But, the weird guy was still closer. "Buffy!" He yelled, hoping she could hear him over the booming base line.
No luck. Spike...What was he doing here, again?...Did hear, though, and turned to look at Xander. Xander just pointed.
Spike spun Buffy around to face what he thought might be a demon; hard to tell with so many here tonight, then tugged Dawn and Willow behind him. Buffy took one look at the tall guy in the trench coat and fedora pulled low over his eyes, with one hand behind his back, and went into attack mode.
With one hard shove, the fedora went flying, and Buffy was face to face with a fyarl demon. "Oh, come on, did you really think you were getting away with the old 'sneak up behind me in a disguise' bit?"
The fyarl responded, "I would have gotten away with it, if it wasn't for your pesky friends!" But Buffy didn't know that, because she didn't speak fyarl. A minute later the demon was dead, and it didn't matter, anyway.
