Fic: And If My Love Had Never Let Me Go 16/16

Yay, my story is done. It's not like it was a slog to write but I feel so excited that it's finished. ;-)
Note: Written for a prompt at Taming the Muse: Prince Charming. For once the prompt matches what I was planning to write.

( Rupert forced himself to stillness as everything he’d ever wanted was taken away. Even a goodbye had been denied him, not by that other Rupert, but by fate. Ethan was unconscious: dying. Buffy, the other Buffy, held Ethan as gently as a mother might cradle a wounded child. His own Buffy would never have cradled Ethan in such a manner. His Ethan didn’t deserve such gentle treatment. The other Rupert huddled over Ethan protectively even as he cast angry glances across the room, warning Rupert that this Ethan wasn’t for him. )

100 ways

I found a fun writing exercise: rewrite the sentence one-hundred different ways. At least it's fun so far but I'm nowhere near completing it. Maybe by the time I'm up around one-hundred I'll be really frustrated and annoyed. I used the first sentence of the story I'm writing for Summer of Giles. It took me about twenty minutes to generate these twelve sentences. (The first is the original version of the sentence from the story.)

After another hour I'm up to twenty-six sentences. It's definitely getting harder.

( Faith took one look at the overly stuffed red velvet chairs and decided to stand. )

Mr. Mayor

Check it out, there's a town in Alaska where the mayor is a cat, which is better than a giant snake-like demon any day.