Archive FIC: FC's been writing again! [1/1]

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Hi there!

Just taking a second to post a silly little something I dashed off on
Tuesday, when Faithful_Chickie (a B/F author) told me that for her next
fic she was going to do a Faith/CaveBuffy piece. ("Faith and the Little
Cave-Slayer", now playing on the Faithful list.)

Well, much as I love a good B/F story (and FC's especially), I had A
Reaction to her choice of subject matter. So I wrote it in Archive FIC
form, sent it to her, and got a laugh. Been meaning to post it ever
since, even though it's dated. Anyway, enjoy.

Title: FC's been writing again!
Author: Me
Pairing: Buffy and Willow
Rating: PG just for f/f intimations
Summary: Characters react to the news
Spoilers: No. Something of an S4-ish setting, but no logical timeline.
Disclaimer: For an Archive fic? Okay, I'm not Joss.
Note: Slightly bashes everyone in it who isn't Buffy or Willow. Take
it easy, I'm just funning.

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"But&but&CaveSlayer is MY Buffy! With the sniffing and the touching
and my taking her back to our room and everything. And right after we
both tell Parker how lousy men are, him especially, so there's lots of
subtext. Now Faith's going to steal her, too? Oh, poo!" Willow sulked,
eyes moistening.

"Easy, Will, there, there," Buffy soothed, cupping the redhead's cheek
as she spoke gently in Willow's ear. "We've already had about a
half-dozen B/W CaveSlayer stories"

"Not to mention some mighty fine B/Xes, oh, yeah!" Xander crowed,
earning him a double look of death. Then he saw Anya coming across the
campus, and quite sensibly ran.

"Yeah, whatever," Buffy said, now locking her arms around Willow's waist
from behind and perching her chin on her soulmate's shoulder. "Anyway,
it's okay if Faith has some fun, too; we know we'll always be
together."

"I know, Buffy," Willow sighed, leaning back against her slayer. "It's
just I wanted some part of your life the fic writers didn't make me
share with her. Something that's just mine."

"I am, you know," Tara said, walking up to them. "Yours."

"Do you mind??" Buffy and Willow hissed at her. "Go hang out with the
Spuffy gang and all those other small-minded canon-'shippers, okay?"
Buffy added.

"Sorry," Tara said, beating a hasty retreat.

"Geez, first Riley, and now her," Buffy groused. "I like a good
obstacle as much as the next gal, but"

"Shh," Willow said, turning and taking Buffy's hands in her own. "We
know the truth, and that's all that matters."

"Well, okay," Buffy allowed. Suddenly her face brightened. "Say!" she
flirted, "I just realized, FC won't start writing until tonight. That
gives us some quality lovin'-time, before the games begin..."

"Mmm, you don't have to ask me twice," Willow admitted, taking Buffy by
the hand and leading her back to Stevenson 214 for some fun.

"And hey," Buffy noted as they started across campus, "Faith likes beer,
so maybe after the fic is over, I can get her started on a round of 'Two
Cave-Slayers and a Pretty Exhausted Red-Head', okay?"

"Did 'Mmmmm' not cover it?" Willow asked, thinking that there was
something to be said for multi-'shipping, after all.