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Prompts: The Ghouliest Show on Earth (angst)
Title: This is Your Life
Creator: the_moonmoth
Rating: G
Setting: B7
Summary/Prompt: The Ghouliest Show on Earth (angst)
"This is better than reality TV," Spike commented as they closed the doors to the mansion behind them and ambled through the unlit garden, accompanied by the sounds of potential slayers yelping in fright.
"Coming from you, that's high praise," Buffy smirked. They reached the garden wall and Buffy hoisting herself up to sit on it while Spike leaned back and began the customary pat-down for his smokes.
"Really, though, feel like we shoulda saved this one for Halloween," he said.
"I thought Halloween was the night all good fiends of the underworld stayed in."
"Well, yeah," Spike said, finally finding the cigarette packet and shaking one out. "But the one thing that doesn't apply to is ghosties."
His point was punctuated nicely by a blood-curdling scream -- male, so not one of the potentials -- and the thunderous pounding of stompy girly feet.
"Meh," Buffy said, "the rate we're going, we'll be lucky to make it to Easter."
"That's the spirit, Slayer," Spike said, lighting up.
Buffy shrugged, grinning ever so slightly. "Welcome to my life: the ghouliest show on earth."
Creator: the_moonmoth
Rating: G
Setting: B7
Summary/Prompt: The Ghouliest Show on Earth (angst)
"This is better than reality TV," Spike commented as they closed the doors to the mansion behind them and ambled through the unlit garden, accompanied by the sounds of potential slayers yelping in fright.
"Coming from you, that's high praise," Buffy smirked. They reached the garden wall and Buffy hoisting herself up to sit on it while Spike leaned back and began the customary pat-down for his smokes.
"Really, though, feel like we shoulda saved this one for Halloween," he said.
"I thought Halloween was the night all good fiends of the underworld stayed in."
"Well, yeah," Spike said, finally finding the cigarette packet and shaking one out. "But the one thing that doesn't apply to is ghosties."
His point was punctuated nicely by a blood-curdling scream -- male, so not one of the potentials -- and the thunderous pounding of stompy girly feet.
"Meh," Buffy said, "the rate we're going, we'll be lucky to make it to Easter."
"That's the spirit, Slayer," Spike said, lighting up.
Buffy shrugged, grinning ever so slightly. "Welcome to my life: the ghouliest show on earth."