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Blueberry Syrup is a Crime Against Nature by Maddog (K+)
Fandom: BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER
Pairing: Gen; Xander, Giles
Length: 3,055
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author Website: Profile at FF.net
Why this must be read:
Set in the immediate aftermath of season 6 this piece shows Giles and Xander's friendship at its very best. This story is sweet without crossing the line into being too sappy, the character voices are spot-on, and the humor added into the conversation just makes it feel like an episode from the show.
It was morning, he realized as he entered the living room. Light was pouring through the windows. Giles was sitting at the kitchen table with a newspaper and cup of coffee in front of him. "Is Willow awake?"
"N..," Xander started to reply but his throat was too dry and rough, shaking his head he limped to the refrigerator. He was surprised to find something other than beer in it. A bottle of juice disappeared in one chug before he attempted to speak again. "No, she's asleep."
"Not surprising, she expended an enormous quantity of energy. How do you feel?"
"A number-one, G-man," Xander attempted to laugh and give a thumbs up sign but it hurt too much to get his hand in that position. It must have gotten hurt at some point. "Owww."
"You really look quite terrible," Giles decided, giving him a thoughtful look. "Stay here while I get the first aid kit."
It was half an hour later by the time that all of Xander's cuts had been tended to. The alcohol had stung terribly but he was too tired to even flinch away. Beyond a few commands to move this way or that, Giles said nothing. He began to wonder if the older man was angry with him. But he couldn't think of anything he'd done though to piss Giles off.
"You'll probably have scars," Giles declared.
"They'll go along nicely with all the other ones," Xander joked, "don't want the old body to look unused when they plant me."
"Don't." The ex-Watcher said quietly.
"Don't what?" Xander asked.
"Don't make light of what Willow did to you. She needs to know what she did, all the consequences of what she did."
"Great, only what are all the consequences of what she did? I mean, what are we going to do now?"
"I wish I knew," Giles laughed softly and ran his hands through his hair, "last night Willow said she used to think I had all the answers. Right now I wish I did. I wish I had a bloody clue as to what we should do next."
"I've given that a lot of thought."
"And?"
"I think we should make pancakes."
"Xander you are truly one of the most remarkable people I've ever met," Giles said in disbelief, "pancakes, indeed."
Blueberry Syrup is a Crime Against Nature
Pairing: Gen; Xander, Giles
Length: 3,055
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author Website: Profile at FF.net
Why this must be read:
Set in the immediate aftermath of season 6 this piece shows Giles and Xander's friendship at its very best. This story is sweet without crossing the line into being too sappy, the character voices are spot-on, and the humor added into the conversation just makes it feel like an episode from the show.
It was morning, he realized as he entered the living room. Light was pouring through the windows. Giles was sitting at the kitchen table with a newspaper and cup of coffee in front of him. "Is Willow awake?"
"N..," Xander started to reply but his throat was too dry and rough, shaking his head he limped to the refrigerator. He was surprised to find something other than beer in it. A bottle of juice disappeared in one chug before he attempted to speak again. "No, she's asleep."
"Not surprising, she expended an enormous quantity of energy. How do you feel?"
"A number-one, G-man," Xander attempted to laugh and give a thumbs up sign but it hurt too much to get his hand in that position. It must have gotten hurt at some point. "Owww."
"You really look quite terrible," Giles decided, giving him a thoughtful look. "Stay here while I get the first aid kit."
It was half an hour later by the time that all of Xander's cuts had been tended to. The alcohol had stung terribly but he was too tired to even flinch away. Beyond a few commands to move this way or that, Giles said nothing. He began to wonder if the older man was angry with him. But he couldn't think of anything he'd done though to piss Giles off.
"You'll probably have scars," Giles declared.
"They'll go along nicely with all the other ones," Xander joked, "don't want the old body to look unused when they plant me."
"Don't." The ex-Watcher said quietly.
"Don't what?" Xander asked.
"Don't make light of what Willow did to you. She needs to know what she did, all the consequences of what she did."
"Great, only what are all the consequences of what she did? I mean, what are we going to do now?"
"I wish I knew," Giles laughed softly and ran his hands through his hair, "last night Willow said she used to think I had all the answers. Right now I wish I did. I wish I had a bloody clue as to what we should do next."
"I've given that a lot of thought."
"And?"
"I think we should make pancakes."
"Xander you are truly one of the most remarkable people I've ever met," Giles said in disbelief, "pancakes, indeed."
Blueberry Syrup is a Crime Against Nature