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crack_van2006-09-09 11:40 pm
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Whitby by Moonlight by Keswindhover (PG)
Fandom: BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER
Pairing: none, Anya gen
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
keswindhover
Author Website: Fanfiction by Keswindhover
Why this must be read:
If you don't think that Anyanka running into Dracula while completely failing to inflict vengeance on an adulterous husband is a hilarious situation then you obviously haven't read this fic. It's very funny and has a great Anya voice.
Anyanka seethed.
Accidentally making even one person’s life better was regarded as sheer carelessness in the Vengeance Demon profession, and a considerable blot on one's copybook. Spectacularly improving the lot of four people, and incidentally stimulating the economy of a large stretch of Yorkshire, could only lead to a disciplinary interview, and very likely a formal warning - something generally delivered with red hot pincers.
Whitby by Moonlight
Pairing: none, Anya gen
Author on LJ:
keswindhoverAuthor Website: Fanfiction by Keswindhover
Why this must be read:
If you don't think that Anyanka running into Dracula while completely failing to inflict vengeance on an adulterous husband is a hilarious situation then you obviously haven't read this fic. It's very funny and has a great Anya voice.
Anyanka seethed.
Accidentally making even one person’s life better was regarded as sheer carelessness in the Vengeance Demon profession, and a considerable blot on one's copybook. Spectacularly improving the lot of four people, and incidentally stimulating the economy of a large stretch of Yorkshire, could only lead to a disciplinary interview, and very likely a formal warning - something generally delivered with red hot pincers.
Whitby by Moonlight