Drabble, bitch!
Dec. 30th, 2004 12:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
essene_backupSo I had this idea for a ficcy type thing running around my head anyway, but I decided to do it for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kallysten's drabble challenge. You should too, it's an admirable project--ambitious, but doable if you all get on the ball!
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“Spike.”
“Spike.”
“Spike!” A panicked whisper.
Spike stopped mid-buckle to glare over his shoulder at the form half-hidden in the shadows, “What?”
“I don’t think this is…what if someone…” Xander glanced shamefaced at the giant seated figure casting its shadow across them.
Spike rolled his eyes, “This was your bloody idea, mate. ’10 monuments in 5 days’. There’s been the bronze gits with the flag, the wall, even George’s pointy thing. This is our second for the night, just get on with it!”
Embarrassment forgotten , Xander was hard the moment Spike shamelessly shucked his jeans, as a deep voice in his head intoned, “Four score and seven years ago, our forefathers…”
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Inspired, of course by the city around me. All those historical places...so little time.
kallysten's drabble challenge. You should too, it's an admirable project--ambitious, but doable if you all get on the ball! _________________________________________
“Spike.”
“Spike.”
“Spike!” A panicked whisper.
Spike stopped mid-buckle to glare over his shoulder at the form half-hidden in the shadows, “What?”
“I don’t think this is…what if someone…” Xander glanced shamefaced at the giant seated figure casting its shadow across them.
Spike rolled his eyes, “This was your bloody idea, mate. ’10 monuments in 5 days’. There’s been the bronze gits with the flag, the wall, even George’s pointy thing. This is our second for the night, just get on with it!”
Embarrassment forgotten , Xander was hard the moment Spike shamelessly shucked his jeans, as a deep voice in his head intoned, “Four score and seven years ago, our forefathers…”
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Inspired, of course by the city around me. All those historical places...so little time.
