Apr. 23rd, 2004

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Title: Unintentional Confession
Fandom: Angel
Rating: G
Words: 100
Disclaimer: Not mine, they're Whedon's. *sob*
Written for: [livejournal.com profile] tv100's "A character keeps getting someone's name wrong" challenge
Notes: I know I wasn't going to write any more drabbles, but the Spike/Fred shipper in me was all over this one. [evil grin] This will never happen now, but, dangit, it should have. This is another one that practically wrote itself, although I had to tweak it quite a bit to make it come out right.


"You're a million miles away, Spike." Buffy took his hand across the restaurant table. When Andrew had accidentally blabbed that Spike reinhabited the land of the unliving, she'd taken the first flight back to the States.

"Am I, pet?" he asked absently. "Lots going on, I suppose."

"Are you not happy to see me?" she pouted.

"Of course I'm happy to see you. I love you, Fred." As soon as the words came out, he clapped his hand over his mouth, while Buffy stared in shock.

He recovered first, grinning wryly. "How's that cookie dough coming along? Peaches'll want to know."
agilebrit: (Default)
Title: Unintentional Confession
Fandom: Angel
Rating: G
Words: 100
Disclaimer: Not mine, they're Whedon's. *sob*
Written for: [livejournal.com profile] tv100's "A character keeps getting someone's name wrong" challenge
Notes: I know I wasn't going to write any more drabbles, but the Spike/Fred shipper in me was all over this one. [evil grin] This will never happen now, but, dangit, it should have. This is another one that practically wrote itself, although I had to tweak it quite a bit to make it come out right.


"You're a million miles away, Spike." Buffy took his hand across the restaurant table. When Andrew had accidentally blabbed that Spike reinhabited the land of the unliving, she'd taken the first flight back to the States.

"Am I, pet?" he asked absently. "Lots going on, I suppose."

"Are you not happy to see me?" she pouted.

"Of course I'm happy to see you. I love you, Fred." As soon as the words came out, he clapped his hand over his mouth, while Buffy stared in shock.

He recovered first, grinning wryly. "How's that cookie dough coming along? Peaches'll want to know."

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