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agilebritTitle: Old Ones Shouldn't Dance
Fandom: Angel
Rating: PG
Words: 155
Disclaimer: Not mine, they're Whedon's. *sob*
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spillyria's "Dance" challenge. Since I already did an exactly- 100-word drabble for that, I decided to let the Muse go a little crazy. No sense putting her in a box if I don't have to.
"Why have you brought me to this place?"
Spike ticked the reasons off on his fingers. "I'm feelin' a bit peckish, I'd like a beer, and the music is halfway decent."
Illryia tilted her head in her characteristic way. "Is that what that noise is called? ‘Music'?"
Spike grinned and led her inside. "Not by everyone, I suppose."
She eyed the people on the dance floor while Spike ordered some hot wings and beer. "They behave strangely."
"They're having fun. You should try it sometime."
Without further ado, she walked among the dancers and began imitating the movements they were making. Sixty seconds later, Spike had her by the arm and was hustling her out the door over her protests. "I do not understand. You told me..."
"Yeah, well, next time I tell you something like that, you can bloody well ignore me, Blue. I'll never be able to show my face in there again."
Fandom: Angel
Rating: PG
Words: 155
Disclaimer: Not mine, they're Whedon's. *sob*
Notes: Inspired by
spillyria's "Dance" challenge. Since I already did an exactly- 100-word drabble for that, I decided to let the Muse go a little crazy. No sense putting her in a box if I don't have to."Why have you brought me to this place?"
Spike ticked the reasons off on his fingers. "I'm feelin' a bit peckish, I'd like a beer, and the music is halfway decent."
Illryia tilted her head in her characteristic way. "Is that what that noise is called? ‘Music'?"
Spike grinned and led her inside. "Not by everyone, I suppose."
She eyed the people on the dance floor while Spike ordered some hot wings and beer. "They behave strangely."
"They're having fun. You should try it sometime."
Without further ado, she walked among the dancers and began imitating the movements they were making. Sixty seconds later, Spike had her by the arm and was hustling her out the door over her protests. "I do not understand. You told me..."
"Yeah, well, next time I tell you something like that, you can bloody well ignore me, Blue. I'll never be able to show my face in there again."
