Rivestra's Ramblings

Title: IDEK?
Fandom: BtVS (Spike/Xander)
Rating: Rish? (Eventually, I swear)
Word Count: 1200 (total for the 3 related ficlets)

A/N: So I started playing with 15_minute_fics today to distract myself and thought that maybe I could do some Spander, since it's sublimatedangel's birthday. I, er... well, I tried, hon! LJ wouldn't let me post this earlier, but I tried to do that too - happy belated bday!

(Unbeated, so read at your own risk!)

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::shoots more commentfic into the abyss:: (And no, I have no idea where it's all coming from. I've added more than thousand words to Winsync in the last couple of days too.)

summerofsoaps asked for BtVS/AtS, Angelus, the apocalypse is never as great as you expect it to be

Zombies, Angelus muttered to himself, were supposed to be fun. He had that on good authority.

He watched them lumber around the quad, their movements slow and clumsy. Stupid. It made absolutely no sense that they kept catching students to feast on, but catch them they did.

A fine mist of gray matter swirled in his nose like heavy fog. Blood and viscera covered the cobblestones. Angelus felt a twist of homesickness in his gut and tried to welcome it, but the damn zombies were determined to ruin that too, vapid beasts hunched over everywhere he could see, whining about brains-this and brains-that.

He tore the head off one when it bumped into him, not giving a fuck that they were supposed to be on the same side.

Hell, I brought them into the world, I can damn well take 'em out. The thought made him giggle, and he stalked across the quad toward the science department, humming jauntily and ripping heads off all along the way.

A feral grin flashed across Angelus' face, frightening a student as she ran past, if not the idiotic zombies she fled from. Plans change; his partners in the Watcher's Council would just have to understand that.

Maybe he could find a way to make zombies fun after all.

And I actually mean goodness! solvent90 just wrote for a commentfic prompt I left a few months ago, and she's produced a wonderful moment in their future. The fic's a little rough around the edges (it's comment!fic, not polished!fic, after all), but it's beautifully drawn with a believably happy Buffy and a useful, thoughtful Angel,  and a bit of a woobie!Spike, and I need to stop now because I'm probably giving too much away, but I want to believe in her version of their future and you will too.

So go read it.