Re: mini-FIC: The gift

[Nathan Campbell <NathanCampbell@xxxxxxxxxxxx>]

That was great! I hope to see more from you soon :-).

Nathan Campbell
NathanCampbell@xxxxxxxxxxxx

When sun sprays the earth
with straight-falling flames,
a cricket rubs his wings,
scraping up thin sweet song.
-Sappho


Evil potato wrote:
Hi all
> 
> So, I'm delurking for like 5 minuts to torture you guys with a really bad
piece of fic (it isn't even worth the name "fic", really). It's my first piece
*ever*, so, it ain't pulitzer-material. I would like to say that this is for
all you great authors out there, but I'm afraid they will be insulted :). 
> 
> Here goes...
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> Title: The Gift
> Author: Evil Potato
> Email: sonne91210@xxxxxxxxxxx
> Spoilers: none
> Rating: a nice, safe G, I guess
> Pairings: Buffy/Willow 
> Disclaimer: I don't own them, Joss does. The lucky bastard.
> Summary: Willow gives Buffy a gift. Don't go looking for a plot, you won't
find one.
> WARNING: this is a really really really short piece that I wrote in like 10
min. when I was supposed to be studying. This isn't proofread, so any grammar
mistakes are mine. Also, English is not my first language. Beware. Oh yeah,
this is written in Buffy's POV.
> 
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> I am bored. Really bored. Bored and anxious. Can you even *have* those two
emotions at the same time? Don't they, like, conflict? An ouch, heavy
thoughts. Now I've hurt my brain. Sigh. Back to being bored again. And
anxious. Can't forget that. Why I am anxious you ask? Well, you see, an hour
ago, this gorgeous redhead I know bolted out of my arms with the promise
she'll be back with a gift a for me. Now don't get me wrong. I like gifts. I
just like Willow better. But, now I'm anxious, 'cause I want Willow, and I
want my gift. And I'm bored, 'cause I don't like to sit around and wait. I'm
more of an action kind of gal. 
> Anyway, I'm waiting. For my gift. I wonder how mad Willow would be if I
went looking for her? After all, she told me to wait for her. And she was
looking very stern when she said that. Stern and cute. But then again, she
always looks cute. 
> 
> I was still pondering over the go-or-stay issue when the door opend and
Willow came in. With a gift. For me. She handed the brightley wrapped box over
the me and said: "I've bought you some clothes". Ooooh, clothes. I like
clothes. Well, I like them most of the time. As long as they don't interfere
with... things. Anyway, I ripped off the wrapping paper an opend the box...
and blinked in surprise. The box was filled with... nothing, absolutely
nothing. I stared at the box some more, and looked at Willow. She looked right
back at me and said: "Would you wear that for me? I'll even help you change
into it." And she led me to our bed and helped me *change*. 
> 
> I just love gifts. Don't you?
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