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Phew. So I got this prompt for intoabar, and I was stuck. For the life of me, I couldn't figure out how these two would ever meet up or how they'd react to each other. And then, five days before deadline, this happened, and I'm rather happy with it.

ETA: Apparently, Twisting The Hellmouth are scared of GRRM's lawyers and don't allow GoT crossovers. Meanwhile, there are 2,732 fics on AO3... go figure.

Title: How To Drain Your Flagon
Author: Beer Good (beer_good_foamy)
Prompt: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce meets Khal Drogo
Fandoms: Angel/Game of Thrones (early season 1 of both series)
Word count: ~1100
Rating/Contents: PG13
Warnings: No warnings needed
Author's Note: I haven't read the books and am unspoiled beyond s3 of Game of Thrones.

( A rogue demon hunter walks into a bar... )

Another one for the crackficathon!

Title: Disneyland Law
Author: Beer Good (beer_good_foamy)
Fandom: Angel/Walt Disney's Robin Hood (1973)
Word count: ~600
Rating: Disney.
Summary: Prince John has a secret weapon in his fight against Robin Hood: his lawyers. Or well, so he thinks.
Written for snickfic's crackficathon and streussal's prompt: "Wolfram & Hart is an interdimensional organization. Some of these dimensions... are Disney. (Wolfram & Hart has Disney villain clientele. Or a Disney villain RIVAL or something.)"

( A thoussssand pardonsssss, Sssssssire, but I've finally found a sssssssolution to our problemsssss. I've assssssembled the finesssssst lawyerssssss in the realm to help you get rid of Robin Hood! )

Here's a little something I whipped up to cover old prompts at tthdrabbles.



Title: Four People Who Failed Their Watcher Training (And One Who Didn’t)
Author: beer_good_foamy
Fandoms: BtVS/Various
Disclaimer: This is strictly for fun/parody purposes and no money has or ever will change hands.
Summary: After the events of “Chosen”, obviously the gang needs to hire some new Watchers to help take care of all the new Slayers. Some work out. Most... don’t.

Title: Using Force
Word count: 200
Fandom: BtVS/Farscape
Challenge: 93: Mistaken identity

( Using force )

Title: Ambitious But Rubbish
Word count: 200
Fandom: BtVS/Top Gear
Challenge: 108: Out for a drive
Warning: Character undeath

( Ambitious but rubbish )

Title: Bavarian Fire Department
Word count: 200
Fandom: BtVS/Scrubs
Challenge: 105: Movie titles: The Killing Floor

( Bavarian Fire Department )

Title: That Chick Knows What I Like
Word count: 200
Fandom: BtVS/How I Met Your Mother
Challenge: 70: Double Trouble
Warning: Selfcest
Pairing: Willow/Lily

( That chick knows what I like )

Title: Effing The Ineffable
Word count: 200
Fandom: BtVS/Dexter
Challenge: 106: It isn’t what it looks like!
Warning: Foul language

( Effing the ineffable )

Silly BtVS/DC Comics crossover drabble for tthdrabbles and the prompt "Secrets".

I Took A Single Bound And There Conclusions Were

"Who am I?"

Willow gave her best friend an alarmed look. "You're Buffy."

"Right." Buffy put on a pair of glasses. "Who am I now?"

"Um... GUYS! It's happening again!"

Several hours of verbal and mystical interrogation later, Buffy finally managed to convince her friends that she wasn't possessed, delusional, amnesic, switched to another body, replaced with a robot, working out existential identity issues, or drunk. When she was alone, she got out her phone.

"Hi, Clark? Listen, thanks for the tip, but this secret identity thing - so not me. I really don't know how you pull it off."

I started writing this for snickfic's crackficathon and eowyn_315's prompt "Crossover with The West Wing - Buffy shows up for Total Crackpot Day Big Block of Cheese Day to alert the President of the existence of vampires." Then it got delayed, then my computer crashed and it was lost, but then I figured "What the hell, it's a fun idea, I have to write it sometime." So here it is. Big thanks to my beta lutamira! Any remaining mistakes are entirely mine.



Title Ms Summers Goes To Washington
Author Beer Good (beer_good_foamy)
Rating PG13
Word Count ~3000
Fandom West Wing/Buffy (post-series)
Characters/Pairing (if any) Mostly gen, with some Josh/Donna and Giles/Lord John Marbury.
Warnings ***Friendly mockage of cultural and political stereotypes***
Summary The American people need protection from vampires. Buffy needs funding. The American government has money. You'd think there'd be an obvious solution to this. And so, one day, Buffy, Giles and Willow dressed up in their best business suits and dropped by the White House.

( It seemed like a regular White House morning. )

So LJ is back(ish), eh? That means I get to rec another great podfic version of one of my fics, arranged by sl_podcast and read by Lindsey Zana. This time it's the Holtz ficlet Express Delivery, listen to it here!

Also, here's a drabble for open_on_sunday, loosely inspired by the last few days of LJ troubles. I don't know if this is the first Buffy/Angry Birds crossover ever.

Killing Pigs Is Hard

The building trembled as something smashed into the outside wall. Andrew winced and felt his face, which was already starting to swell up. "Do you think I'll get a black eye?"

"Hope springs eternal." Spike checked that their fragile cargo hadn't been damaged in the mad rush for cover.

"Oh. Cool." Again, the house shook and groaned under the bombardment.

"These eggs had better be worth stealing," Spike muttered. A red-feathered demonic bird crashed through the wall and landed on the floor, where it lay glaring at them. "Willow might have bloody told us their mommies would get this angry."

More silliness, inspired by this post at fanficrants. Also for still_grrr's "Breakfast" challenge. Also a long-overdue entry in the War Of The Rings series.

Title: Morning Is Broken
Author: Beer Good (beer_good_foamy)
Fandom: Buffy, season 7
Word Count: ~500
Rating: PG13; some implied naughty behaviour
Summary: Everyone has their morning rituals. Until one day in early season 7, when they're interrupted by the latest curse to strike Sunnydale...

( Sun Comes Up )

Woooo! I won stuff!

( Shinies! )

Huge thanks to the people at c2c_buffyawards, everyone who nominated and voted, and congrats to the other winners! (Read all the nominated fics here.)

Also, since I wrote this years ago but never actually posted it here and since flake_sake asked, here's the probably only BtVS/Ronja the Robber's Daughter crossover ever. What's Ronja the Robber's Daughter, you ask? Well, it's a book by Astrid Lindgren, the woman who wrote Pippi Longstocking, and also a film directed by one of my favourite writers. If you have no idea what's happening here, that just proves you need to at least watch the movie. But short version: what if the most memorable non-villains of Ronja ended up on Buffy?

Faith vs The Ass-Elves

( Våffå göööör di på dette vise? )

Inspired by gabrielleabelle's post on Buffyverse characters writing fanfic, here's a long overdue installment in the shelf!verse, in which our intrepid heroes find themselves trapped in the world of fiction.

Title: Shelf Life – part 4
Author: Beer Good (beer_good_foamy)
Fandom: Buffy s5-ish/Harry Potter (well, sort of)
Characters: Ensemble
Word Count: ~700
Rating: PG13 (possibly R if you're sensitive to the F word).
Summary: You take one Magic Box, one brand-new shelf of fiction, one spell gone slightly wonky, and suddenly our heroes find themselves fully booked. Geddit? Booked? Well, you will.
Previous parts here.

Book The Fourth: In Which Scotland Is A Silly Place

( I know it's kind of a secret and all, but... you didn't happen to have some of your fanfic in your backpack, didya? )

This is a topical (at least for those of us on this side of the pond) and almost painfully obvious Buffy/Evil Dead crossover. 200 words.

Hey! You! Get Off Of My Cloud!

The thick black cloud stretched six miles into the air over the crater of Eyjafjallajökull.

"It's coming out," Willow murmured, her eyes closed. "Whatever caused this, it's coming out… now."

A man, dressed in rags and gripping a shotgun and a chainsaw, emerged from the crater and came stumbling down the mountainside towards them. Buffy pulled out the scythe.

"Woah!" The man held up his hands, but didn't drop his weapons. "Easy there, sweetcheeks."

"'Easy'?" Buffy coughed. "You've stopped air travel all over Europe! Spike was supposed to be in Rome 48 hours ago, now he's stuck at LaGuardia and I'm in Iceland. I don't feel very easy right now."

"Oh, boo hoo." The man was briefly interrupted by a coughing fit. "So I had to set off a tiny volcano to get out of hell. A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do, and if I'm not around to fight deadites you'll be a lot worse off. Who are you anyway, the tree-hugger brigade?"

"Who are - I'm sorry, who are you?"

"Well excuuuse me, Miss Manners." The man gave a sarcastic salute with his shotgun, pointed to the sky and grinned. "Name's Ash, and this is my cloud."