Fic: Early One Morning

I was looking through some old files, looking for something else, when I found some drafts of old fic. I thought this one might be worth posting. I wrote it during a particularly dull conference while Buffy Season 7 was still airing. I didn't post it at the time because it smacked of obvious wish fulfillment and then was overtaken by the events of the show.

( Early One Morning. By Indri. Rated PG. )

Ficlet: Tuppenny Soul

Rated G. Written around the time of "Him", I think.

Sometimes, when Xander's out, Spike will run a cold bath. He'll lie in it with his knees bent over the end so that he can get his head flat against the bottom. He'll spend hours there, looking up at the whorled ceiling through the water. It's not as if he can drown.

For some reason, this is always when his mother decides to visit. She sits there, on the edge of the toilet seat, wearing her best mourning dress. She says, "We never expected this of you, William."

"Didn't you want to be a solicitor?" she asks him. "I can't see what this murdering business had to do with that."

Comedy fragment: The Widget of Maracoss

( After Not Fade Away )

Femslash fragment: Shades of grey

( After Not Fade Away )