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Fic: Shanshu 42 - Finding Spike
Aug. 2nd, 2015 04:42 pmTitle: Finding Spike
Fandom: BtVS
Prompt: 472 - Picaroon
Rating: PG
Summary: Another chapter for Shanshu
Word Count: 1161
( The desert was hot in a hotly hot way but at least the vamps were dusted. Buffy looked over the edge of the crater. Plus the Hellmouth didn't seem to be spewing out any other monsters at the moment. “Okay, Dawn. Turok Han are dusted. You're up.” )
Fandom: BtVS
Prompt: 472 - Picaroon
Rating: PG
Summary: Another chapter for Shanshu
Word Count: 1161
( The desert was hot in a hotly hot way but at least the vamps were dusted. Buffy looked over the edge of the crater. Plus the Hellmouth didn't seem to be spewing out any other monsters at the moment. “Okay, Dawn. Turok Han are dusted. You're up.” )
Fic: Shanshu 37 - Turok-Han
Jun. 27th, 2015 11:07 pmTitle: Turok-Han
Fandom: BtVS
Prompt: 467 - Snowflake(s)
Rating: PG
Summary: Another chapter for Shanshu
Word Count: 1255
Note: After I posted the last chapter, I was asked how the Turok-Han could be out in daylight. Ooops. Going back and fixing.
Note: Quark. I loved this for the short time it was on.
Note: Sue Ellen's yell
Note: The Dukes of Hazzard
( First an ancient punk rocker appeared out of nowhere and placed one of those 'this is a sign of evil' flowers on the altar, and then Dawn cut herself and let the blood drip into the mouth of that selfsame flower. This could only lead to badness. Combining blood and any kind of mouth was a bad idea at the mouth of Hell. )
Fandom: BtVS
Prompt: 467 - Snowflake(s)
Rating: PG
Summary: Another chapter for Shanshu
Word Count: 1255
Note: After I posted the last chapter, I was asked how the Turok-Han could be out in daylight. Ooops. Going back and fixing.
Note: Quark. I loved this for the short time it was on.
Note: Sue Ellen's yell
Note: The Dukes of Hazzard
( First an ancient punk rocker appeared out of nowhere and placed one of those 'this is a sign of evil' flowers on the altar, and then Dawn cut herself and let the blood drip into the mouth of that selfsame flower. This could only lead to badness. Combining blood and any kind of mouth was a bad idea at the mouth of Hell. )
Fic: Shanshu 32 - Big Rico's Pizzeria
May. 24th, 2015 09:44 pmTitle: Big Rico's Pizzeria
Fandom: BtVS
Prompt: 462 - Magnum Opus
Rating: PG
Summary: Another chapter for Shanshu
Word Count: AO3 says it's 1377; fanfic.net lists it ast 1381; Open Office (which I know is wrong) as 1432
Note: The end is in sight. I've been plotting out my future scenes. Two to three more months unless I start adding scenes.
( “Let me get this straight.” Buffy had taken the centermost of the three leather chairs in Andrew's office. After listening to Angel whine all the way from Rome, she wasn't about to be stuck on the couch with him except that wasn't a problem. Even after the shades had been drawn down, Angel wouldn't enter the office. Fine, if he wanted to brood by the door, he could just do that. “Not only is Spike missing, but Willow has been grabbed by somebody, Xander just got out of jail, and Andrew has vanished.” )
Fandom: BtVS
Prompt: 462 - Magnum Opus
Rating: PG
Summary: Another chapter for Shanshu
Word Count: AO3 says it's 1377; fanfic.net lists it ast 1381; Open Office (which I know is wrong) as 1432
Note: The end is in sight. I've been plotting out my future scenes. Two to three more months unless I start adding scenes.
( “Let me get this straight.” Buffy had taken the centermost of the three leather chairs in Andrew's office. After listening to Angel whine all the way from Rome, she wasn't about to be stuck on the couch with him except that wasn't a problem. Even after the shades had been drawn down, Angel wouldn't enter the office. Fine, if he wanted to brood by the door, he could just do that. “Not only is Spike missing, but Willow has been grabbed by somebody, Xander just got out of jail, and Andrew has vanished.” )
Fic: Shanshu 26 - Misunderstandings
Apr. 14th, 2015 04:48 pmTitle: Misunderstandings
Fandom: BtVS
Prompt: 456 - consanguineal
Rating: PG
Summary: Part 26 of Shanshu
Word Count: 990
( After Xander had hung-up on her, Dawn stared at her cell. Andrew's kidnapping she could understand. It sort of seemed like every other week some, well, thing took Andrew. But Willow? Miss mega-powered witch? And how did someone take Spike? He wasn't even supposed to be alive or he wasn't supposed to be undead or whatever, but still. He pops back into existence and, pow, he's kidnapped? That was worse than Andrew even. Was she the only one who could take-out a kidnapper? )
Fandom: BtVS
Prompt: 456 - consanguineal
Rating: PG
Summary: Part 26 of Shanshu
Word Count: 990
( After Xander had hung-up on her, Dawn stared at her cell. Andrew's kidnapping she could understand. It sort of seemed like every other week some, well, thing took Andrew. But Willow? Miss mega-powered witch? And how did someone take Spike? He wasn't even supposed to be alive or he wasn't supposed to be undead or whatever, but still. He pops back into existence and, pow, he's kidnapped? That was worse than Andrew even. Was she the only one who could take-out a kidnapper? )
I found the motherload
Mar. 17th, 2015 11:10 pmThe motherload of Dawn AU gifs deserves the "I have no mouth and I must squee!!!" icon.
Fic: Shanshu 21 - By the Lake
Mar. 8th, 2015 06:02 pmTitle: By the Lake
Fandom: BtVS
Prompt: 451 - Gemini
Rating: PG
Summary: Part 20 of Shanshu
Word Count: 551
( Okay, maybe midnightish wasn't the safest time to be bolting for the lake, but Dawn had grown up on a Hellmouth. She could handle campus, even at night, and sometimes you just had to be alone. The two sets of benches – one out in the open and one the under under the pines – at her favorite overlook were empty. Well, yeah, of course they were. No one in sight. She settled in under the pines. It wasn't like she needed the extra shade, but sometimes she wanted, or maybe even needed, the extra sense of seclusion, like right now when Buffy hadn't thought it worth calling to tell her another apocalypse was in the works. )
Fandom: BtVS
Prompt: 451 - Gemini
Rating: PG
Summary: Part 20 of Shanshu
Word Count: 551
( Okay, maybe midnightish wasn't the safest time to be bolting for the lake, but Dawn had grown up on a Hellmouth. She could handle campus, even at night, and sometimes you just had to be alone. The two sets of benches – one out in the open and one the under under the pines – at her favorite overlook were empty. Well, yeah, of course they were. No one in sight. She settled in under the pines. It wasn't like she needed the extra shade, but sometimes she wanted, or maybe even needed, the extra sense of seclusion, like right now when Buffy hadn't thought it worth calling to tell her another apocalypse was in the works. )
Fic: Saved the Day
Jan. 23rd, 2015 06:39 pmNote: Written for the prompt or rescue at Open on Sunday but not posted there because it's too long.
"Speed of lightning, roar of thunder.”
Saturday morning. 5:30. Dawn had cranked the volume. Buffy stared at her ceiling. Three. Two. One. Mom’s door slammed. The tv clicked off. “Go to your room.”
“What are you gonna do? Ground me even more?”
“Honey, you’re not grounded.”
“Feels like it.” And there went Dawn, stomping up the stairs.
Not even in Sunnydale could a blown-up high-school be blamed on PCP crazed druggies. There’d been talk of a bomber, like that guy in Oklahoma City. Mom had pretty much kept them in the house ever since.
On tv, once the hero saved the day, he got the girl – not that Buffy wanted a girl – but once the day was saved, everything was fixed. She’d saved the day. So why was everything broken?
"Speed of lightning, roar of thunder.”
Saturday morning. 5:30. Dawn had cranked the volume. Buffy stared at her ceiling. Three. Two. One. Mom’s door slammed. The tv clicked off. “Go to your room.”
“What are you gonna do? Ground me even more?”
“Honey, you’re not grounded.”
“Feels like it.” And there went Dawn, stomping up the stairs.
Not even in Sunnydale could a blown-up high-school be blamed on PCP crazed druggies. There’d been talk of a bomber, like that guy in Oklahoma City. Mom had pretty much kept them in the house ever since.
On tv, once the hero saved the day, he got the girl – not that Buffy wanted a girl – but once the day was saved, everything was fixed. She’d saved the day. So why was everything broken?
Title: The Revelatory Power of the Feminist Revolution is Obvious, Right?
Fandom: BtVS; I Dream of Jeannie
Summary: Willow and Anya trying to explain to Jeannie that she doesn't have to call anyone "Master".
Note: Written for a prompt at Open on Sunday: bottle
Rating: PG
Character: Jeannie, Willow, Anya, Dawn
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, not yet, but they will be … once I've taken over the world. Bwah-ha-ha!
Fandom: BtVS; I Dream of Jeannie
Summary: Willow and Anya trying to explain to Jeannie that she doesn't have to call anyone "Master".
Note: Written for a prompt at Open on Sunday: bottle
Rating: PG
Character: Jeannie, Willow, Anya, Dawn
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, not yet, but they will be … once I've taken over the world. Bwah-ha-ha!
Fic: Sibling Rivalry
Nov. 20th, 2013 11:10 pmTitle: Sibling Rivalry
Crossover: BtVS, Sleepy Hollow
Summary: The new Watcher is hot but British, and Faith just doesn't have much luck with the Brits.
Characters: Faith, Dawn, Ichabod Crane, Buffy behind the scenes
Disclaimer: They will be mine, oh yes they will, once I've taken over the world. Bwah-ha-ha!
Note: Belated birthday present for Beer Good Foamy. Inspired by these drabbles about trying out new types of Watchers.
Crossover: BtVS, Sleepy Hollow
Summary: The new Watcher is hot but British, and Faith just doesn't have much luck with the Brits.
Characters: Faith, Dawn, Ichabod Crane, Buffy behind the scenes
Disclaimer: They will be mine, oh yes they will, once I've taken over the world. Bwah-ha-ha!
Note: Belated birthday present for Beer Good Foamy. Inspired by these drabbles about trying out new types of Watchers.
Fic: Nevermore
Oct. 23rd, 2013 08:12 pmTitle: Nevermore
Rating: PG for language
Setting: S6ish
Summary/Prompt: Written for the 2013 Halloween Challenge over at SB Fag Ends. Lacrimosa's The Way of the Shadow: raven's skull
Note: not posted to SB Fag Ends because the raven skull prompt is for a meta only. I was confused about the rules.
Note: I really don't watch the latter seasons that often. Apologies if it doesn't fit in with canon.
“Nevermore. Croaak. Nevermore.” Spike peered in through the window of the Magic Box to see Dawn playing about with a raven's skull. “Nevermore.”
Anya swiped the skull out of Dawn's hands. “Hey!”
Anya shook the skull at Dawn. “This is my stock. Not some toy. Besides, you're supposed to be helping with research, not playing like a little child.”
“I'm not a kid. Xander, tell her I'm not a kid.”
Spike grinned as Xander and Willow stared more closely at their respective texts. He wouldn't have gotten between Anya and the niblet either. “Nevermore,” Dawn croaked again.
Spike slipped into the alley. Nevermore. He'd been wondering when Buffy might take him back. Apparently he'd been given his answer.
Rating: PG for language
Setting: S6ish
Summary/Prompt: Written for the 2013 Halloween Challenge over at SB Fag Ends. Lacrimosa's The Way of the Shadow: raven's skull
Note: not posted to SB Fag Ends because the raven skull prompt is for a meta only. I was confused about the rules.
Note: I really don't watch the latter seasons that often. Apologies if it doesn't fit in with canon.
“Nevermore. Croaak. Nevermore.” Spike peered in through the window of the Magic Box to see Dawn playing about with a raven's skull. “Nevermore.”
Anya swiped the skull out of Dawn's hands. “Hey!”
Anya shook the skull at Dawn. “This is my stock. Not some toy. Besides, you're supposed to be helping with research, not playing like a little child.”
“I'm not a kid. Xander, tell her I'm not a kid.”
Spike grinned as Xander and Willow stared more closely at their respective texts. He wouldn't have gotten between Anya and the niblet either. “Nevermore,” Dawn croaked again.
Spike slipped into the alley. Nevermore. He'd been wondering when Buffy might take him back. Apparently he'd been given his answer.
Fic: Cupcake
Sep. 20th, 2013 04:55 amTitle: Cupcake
Fandom: BtVS
Rating: Totally work safe
Character: Dawn
Concrit: Please, in Comments
Disclaimer: They aren’t mine, not yet, but they will be… once I’ve taken over the world. Bwah-ha-ha!
Note: Written for the prompt of "cake" at Open on Sunday but not posted there because I couldn't get it down to 100 words.
Dawn waited until dusk to pull out the cupcake and candle. In the darkness of her room, the match flared into life. One little candle on one measly cupcake was a far cry from the lifetime of parties she could remember. At the same time, it was the first birthday candle anyone had ever lit for her, not that anyone had lit it, only a great big nobody.
At the knock on her door, Dawn blew out the candle but hope flared. Maybe they had remembered. She heard Willow's voice. “Dawn? We're heading out to patrol. You gonna be okay by yourself?”
“Tell her she'd better be asleep by the time we get back,” Buffy's voice called from down the hall. “It's a school night.”
“Yeah. Sure. Not like I'm a baby or anything.”
Once there was nothing left of the cupcake, Dawn folded the wrapper down as small as she could. If anyone did remember, later, she didn't want them to find it and guess how she'd spent her birthday.
Fic: Now You're Cooking... With Gas!
Mar. 26th, 2013 10:13 amTitle: Now You're Cooking... With Gas!
Fandom: BtVS
Rating: G
Character: Buffybot, Xander, Willow, Anya, Dawn, Spike (suggested)
Concrit: Please, in Comments
Disclaimer: They aren’t mine, not yet, but they will be… once I’ve taken over the world. Bwah-ha-ha!
Word Count: 100
Note: Crackfic
Note: Written for a prompt at Open on Sunday: cook
The vampire poofed into dust. “That'll cook your goose.”
“Uh, what was that?” Xander asked.
Willow shrugged. “I'm trying, okay. At least it got her off the sex talk.”
“Ooooh.” The Buffybot bounced. “Sex with Spike is like cooking with gas, cooking a goose with gas.”
Anya snickered. “I'll say.”
“Huh?” Dawn asked.
“Well look at him,” Anya added. “Spike is hot. Sex with hot guys is like cooking with gas, but Spike is definitely trouble, so your goose would also get cooked.”
Xander pulled at Anya's arm. “You've thought about what sex with Spike would be like?”
“You haven't?”
Fandom: BtVS
Rating: G
Character: Buffybot, Xander, Willow, Anya, Dawn, Spike (suggested)
Concrit: Please, in Comments
Disclaimer: They aren’t mine, not yet, but they will be… once I’ve taken over the world. Bwah-ha-ha!
Word Count: 100
Note: Crackfic
Note: Written for a prompt at Open on Sunday: cook
The vampire poofed into dust. “That'll cook your goose.”
“Uh, what was that?” Xander asked.
Willow shrugged. “I'm trying, okay. At least it got her off the sex talk.”
“Ooooh.” The Buffybot bounced. “Sex with Spike is like cooking with gas, cooking a goose with gas.”
Anya snickered. “I'll say.”
“Huh?” Dawn asked.
“Well look at him,” Anya added. “Spike is hot. Sex with hot guys is like cooking with gas, but Spike is definitely trouble, so your goose would also get cooked.”
Xander pulled at Anya's arm. “You've thought about what sex with Spike would be like?”
“You haven't?”
Fic: Rising, not shining
Jul. 20th, 2011 08:03 pmTitle: Rising, not shining
Fandom: BtVS
Characters/Pairing: Dawn
Rating: PG-13 (mourning)
Concrit: Please, in comments
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, not yet, but the will be once I've taken over the world. Bwah-ha-ha.
Summary: She'll rise, but she won't shine.
Notes: Written for a prompt at Open on Sunday: coffee, but not posted there because I could not get it down to 100 words.
Word Count: 177
Edited: Changed rating from "worksafe".
Dawn stared at the bowl as she poured in the cereal and milk, filling it to the brim.
“Would you like orange juice?”
Dawn started smooshing her cereal into the milk. A glass of juice appeared next to the bowl. Dawn’s spoon clattered loudly on the table as she took two steps across the room, pouring herself a cup of coffee. She was adding the fifth teaspoon of sugar when she heard, “When I was your age, your grandmother told me coffee would stunt my growth.”
“Kiren has been drinking coffee since she was seven.”
“Her mother gave her milk with a splash of coffee, that’s not the same thing, besides Kiren doesn’t use a dozen teaspoons of sugar. Buffy causes enough trouble at school; I don’t need to hear that you’ve been hyperactive.”
Dawn looked away as she dumped the coffee down the sink.
“Why make coffee each morning if you aren’t going to drink…”
“Willow.”
“But Tara, she’s wasting… oh.”
Dawn grabbed her book bag. “I’m not hungry.”
“Wouldn’t you like a ride to school?”
Fandom: BtVS
Characters/Pairing: Dawn
Rating: PG-13 (mourning)
Concrit: Please, in comments
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, not yet, but the will be once I've taken over the world. Bwah-ha-ha.
Summary: She'll rise, but she won't shine.
Notes: Written for a prompt at Open on Sunday: coffee, but not posted there because I could not get it down to 100 words.
Word Count: 177
Edited: Changed rating from "worksafe".
Dawn stared at the bowl as she poured in the cereal and milk, filling it to the brim.
“Would you like orange juice?”
Dawn started smooshing her cereal into the milk. A glass of juice appeared next to the bowl. Dawn’s spoon clattered loudly on the table as she took two steps across the room, pouring herself a cup of coffee. She was adding the fifth teaspoon of sugar when she heard, “When I was your age, your grandmother told me coffee would stunt my growth.”
“Kiren has been drinking coffee since she was seven.”
“Her mother gave her milk with a splash of coffee, that’s not the same thing, besides Kiren doesn’t use a dozen teaspoons of sugar. Buffy causes enough trouble at school; I don’t need to hear that you’ve been hyperactive.”
Dawn looked away as she dumped the coffee down the sink.
“Why make coffee each morning if you aren’t going to drink…”
“Willow.”
“But Tara, she’s wasting… oh.”
Dawn grabbed her book bag. “I’m not hungry.”
“Wouldn’t you like a ride to school?”
Fic: Not Quite Right
Jun. 27th, 2011 08:17 pmTitle: Not Quite Right
Fandom: BtVS
Concrit: Please, in comments
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, not yet, but the will be once I've taken over the world. Bwah-ha-ha.
Summary: If Dawn pretends real hard, she's almost good enough.
Notes: Written for a prompt at Open On Sunday: technical difficulties
She found Dawn on the bed, crying quietly.
“You are my sister. I love you. I don’t want you to cry.” She seemed to look inward for a moment. “I’ll make you hot chocolate.”
“No, wait!” When she turned back, Dawn added, “Maybe you could sit here with me?”
Dawn arranged her so they were sitting side-by-side, arms around waists.
After a moment she asked, “Are you feeling better?”
“Yeah, but maybe we could be quiet for a while?”
“OK.”
Closing her eyes against, well, everything, Dawn rested her head on the closest thing she had to her sister’s shoulder.
Fandom: BtVS
Concrit: Please, in comments
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, not yet, but the will be once I've taken over the world. Bwah-ha-ha.
Summary: If Dawn pretends real hard, she's almost good enough.
Notes: Written for a prompt at Open On Sunday: technical difficulties
She found Dawn on the bed, crying quietly.
“You are my sister. I love you. I don’t want you to cry.” She seemed to look inward for a moment. “I’ll make you hot chocolate.”
“No, wait!” When she turned back, Dawn added, “Maybe you could sit here with me?”
Dawn arranged her so they were sitting side-by-side, arms around waists.
After a moment she asked, “Are you feeling better?”
“Yeah, but maybe we could be quiet for a while?”
“OK.”
Closing her eyes against, well, everything, Dawn rested her head on the closest thing she had to her sister’s shoulder.
Fic: Fleeing Fears
Mar. 4th, 2011 05:49 pmTitle: Fleeing Fears
Fandom: BtVS
Category: humorous Spander fluff
Characters/Pairing: Spike/Xander, Dawn, Buffy, Willow, Tara
Rating: G
Concrit: Please, in comments
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, not yet, but the will be once I've taken over the world. Bwah-ha-ha.
Summary: Others find out about Spike's phobia
Notes: Sequel to Kneel Before Me By forsaken2003, posted with permission
Notes: Written for a prompt at Taming the Muse: Genuphobia – fear of knees/kneeling, but not posted there because the story doesn't meet the minimum length requirements.
( Fleeing Fears )
Fandom: BtVS
Category: humorous Spander fluff
Characters/Pairing: Spike/Xander, Dawn, Buffy, Willow, Tara
Rating: G
Concrit: Please, in comments
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, not yet, but the will be once I've taken over the world. Bwah-ha-ha.
Summary: Others find out about Spike's phobia
Notes: Sequel to Kneel Before Me By forsaken2003, posted with permission
Notes: Written for a prompt at Taming the Muse: Genuphobia – fear of knees/kneeling, but not posted there because the story doesn't meet the minimum length requirements.
( Fleeing Fears )
Fic: Silent Longings
Dec. 20th, 2010 07:43 pmTitle: Silent Longings
Fandom: BtVS
Characters/Pairing: Spike, Dawn
Rating: PG for mourning
Concrit: Please, in comments
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, not yet, but the will be once I've taken over the world. Bwah-ha-ha.
Summary: Dawn talks about Christmas Eve traditions that first Christmas after Joyce died
Notes: Written for Advent Drabbles and a prompt at Spike/Buffy Fag Ends: Silent Night
Word Count: 431
( Silent Longings )
Fandom: BtVS
Characters/Pairing: Spike, Dawn
Rating: PG for mourning
Concrit: Please, in comments
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, not yet, but the will be once I've taken over the world. Bwah-ha-ha.
Summary: Dawn talks about Christmas Eve traditions that first Christmas after Joyce died
Notes: Written for Advent Drabbles and a prompt at Spike/Buffy Fag Ends: Silent Night
Word Count: 431
( Silent Longings )
Fic: Mistletoe Kiss
Dec. 10th, 2010 09:05 pmTitle: Mistletoe Kiss
Fandom: BtVS
Characters/Pairing: Spike/Xander, Tara, Dawn
Rating: I’m going with PG-13 because of where Spike is wearing the mistletoe
Disclaimer: They aren’t mine, not yet, but they will be once I’ve taken over the world. Bwah-ha-ha.
Summary: Fairly AU. Set in Season 8 at the castle, but Tara is still alive, and Spike is there because I wanted to see them interacting. Spike finds something interesting to do with mistletoe.
Notes: Written for Advent Drabbles and for a prompt a Fag Ends: mistletoe, but not posted at Fag Ends because this isn’t a Spuffy story
Word Count: 1057
( Mistletoe Kiss )
Fandom: BtVS
Characters/Pairing: Spike/Xander, Tara, Dawn
Rating: I’m going with PG-13 because of where Spike is wearing the mistletoe
Disclaimer: They aren’t mine, not yet, but they will be once I’ve taken over the world. Bwah-ha-ha.
Summary: Fairly AU. Set in Season 8 at the castle, but Tara is still alive, and Spike is there because I wanted to see them interacting. Spike finds something interesting to do with mistletoe.
Notes: Written for Advent Drabbles and for a prompt a Fag Ends: mistletoe, but not posted at Fag Ends because this isn’t a Spuffy story
Word Count: 1057
( Mistletoe Kiss )
Fic: Playing Jarts
Jun. 15th, 2010 06:35 pmTitle: Playing Jarts
Fandom: BtVS, Flaming Carrot comics
Category: Crack!fic
Characters/Pairing: Willow, Buffy, Dawn, Xander, Flaming Carrot, Death
Rating: G
Concrit: Please, in comments
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, not yet, but the will be once I've taken over the world. Bwah-ha-ha.
Summary: Willow and Death start a chess game but are interrupted
Notes: Written as a sequel, with permission of course, to brutti_ma_buoni's Not the Levenfish Variation of the Sicilian Defence?.
( Playing Jarts )
Fandom: BtVS, Flaming Carrot comics
Category: Crack!fic
Characters/Pairing: Willow, Buffy, Dawn, Xander, Flaming Carrot, Death
Rating: G
Concrit: Please, in comments
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, not yet, but the will be once I've taken over the world. Bwah-ha-ha.
Summary: Willow and Death start a chess game but are interrupted
Notes: Written as a sequel, with permission of course, to brutti_ma_buoni's Not the Levenfish Variation of the Sicilian Defence?.
( Playing Jarts )
