January drabbles: Willow

[beer_good_foamy]

Number five. In which I try to get Wiffy, Fuffy and Fallow all in one go.

Title: Like, This Cleavagey Slutbomb
Author: Beer Good (beer_good_foamy)
Rating: PG13
Character: Willow
Timeline: "Who Are You?"
Word count: 100

Faith ran from the church, blonde hair flowing. Then a beat-up brunette limped outside.

"Buff?" Willow ran up and grabbed her friend... y'know, so she didn't stumble or anything. "You OK?"

"Man, I hit hard."

"The spell didn't work, huh?"

"Duh, still in Faith's body."

"Sorry 'bout that, but, y'know..." Willow laughed nervously. "As bodies go... I mean, so what if you're stuck like this, would that really be... hey, if life gives you mel- uh, lemons..."

"Will, are you staring at my... Faith's boobs?"

"What? No! Nosireebob, I... I..."

Buffy frowned. "How come the spell didn't work anyway?"



A/N: See? Still silly. This has now been spun off into the considerably longer oneshot Wow (R)

Comments

[stormwreath.livejournal.com]

"If life gives you melons" ;) Wonder what Tara will have to say about this?

Also, your first sentence was a classic scene-setter.

[beer-good-foamy.livejournal.com]

Wonder what Tara will have to say about this?

"That's it Willow, no more glowing sweaty metaphorical sex right before important spells", perhaps? :-) Thanks for reading, as always!