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I keep finding little bits and pieces that haven't been added here. Pass on swiftly if you've read them before anywhere.

The Path Divides

“Will you accompany me to Reverend Brown’s Bible reading tomorrow evening?”
“Mama!” Her son stared at her pale face in consternation. “I was planning on attending – ”
“William, dear,” the voice was pained. “Is it some important meeting?”
He hesitated – hated disappointing her - but, an evening listening to the Reverend Brown droning on about faith or an evening talking poetry to Cecily….? But his Mama must come first. He sighed but at the sight of his unhappy face, his mother relented.
“Never mind, William. I’m sure it will do you far more good to go out and enjoy

I think this is one of the saddest things I've ever written!

Too late?

He wasn’t sure how he’d ended up in Los Angeles. When he’d driven away from Sunnydale, he’d meant to head for New York. There was a great demon community just outside of Greenwich Village – or was it inside? He wasn’t sure, but it didn’t matter because he never got there. His little red car had lurched to a permanent halt on the outskirts of L.A. and he’d ended up joining a group of demons living in the crypt of an old church. They were great guys and girls; he would be the first to say that. The only problem was, they weren’t his guys and girls.

Or, to be honest, not one of them was his particular guy. Demons didn’t often make friends – life was too short to shake a tentacle – but he’d had one, a good one, and when the rumours began to circulate that Spike had died in the Sunnydale apocalypse, Clem had crept to the deepest part of the crypt and cried.

Then, only a few days ago, he’d seen him! Like, wow! Like, Spike was back, driving past in a big black car, looking just like – well, just like Spike. His best friend, alive and well!

Clem had discovered where he was living and had even gone to the offices of Wolfram and Hart. He’d stood in the shadows at the side of the big reception area, waiting patiently for the receptionist to notice him. It was odd, but in this law firm he didn’t stand out in any way.
Then he’d seen Spike, talking to a strange blue demon woman. He’d looked very busy. Clem hadn’t liked to push in. What if Spike hadn’t wanted to see him? What if Clem turned out to be a sort of embarrassment in his exciting new world? No, coming here had been a bad idea. Spike was working.

He left quietly but a couple of days later he changed his mind. He wanted to see Spike; after all what was the worst that could happen? He shook out the folds of his skin in a determined fashion and set out for Wolfram and Hart again.

It was very dark, clouds were fermenting in from the west. Clem reckoned there was going to be a storm, but that was okay. Once he was with Spike, everything would be OK.

Making up her Mind

“But Buffy, you must have some idea whether you’re a Democrat or a Republican?” Willow said.

“I like the one with the nice eyes!”

“Buffy, you can’t vote for someone because of his eyes,” Giles said, Appalled Liberal in every tone. “Do you consider your views to be to the right or left of centre?”

The Slayer pouted then glared as she caught Spike’s raised eyebrow.

“Don’t look at me, Goldilocks. I’m all for free enterprise, inherited wealth and am probably a bit more to the right than Genghis Khan.”

Buffy wasn’t sure what the local Asian restaurant had to do with the subject and decided nice eyes was still the best way of deciding.



( 6 comments — Leave a comment )
Oct. 28th, 2012 01:44 pm (UTC)
Aww, if he had gone with his mother we wouldn't have had Spike.. is it wrong I'm glad he didn't?

Poor old Clem - sounds like he is going to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. And I'm with Buffy on number three...
Oct. 28th, 2012 05:45 pm (UTC)
Look, free enterprise and inherited wealth are just way better for vampires. It leads to street people who haven't been out there long enough to get that grungey taste.
Oct. 28th, 2012 06:26 pm (UTC)
Hee! on #3. I remember back in what must have been the election of 2000 trying to decide how the various Buffy characters would vote, and that's about what I came up with too!
Oct. 30th, 2012 03:22 am (UTC)
Saturday, October 27 - Monday, October 29
User rahirah referenced to your post from Saturday, October 27 - Monday, October 29 saying: [...] The Path Divides, Too Late, and Making Up Her Mind - Three Ficlets [...]
Oct. 30th, 2012 08:15 am (UTC)
Re: Saturday, October 27 - Monday, October 29
Hi, sadly I can never see your comments because my computer refuses to unscreen what you say. I just hope the comments are nice ones! Hope all well.
Nov. 1st, 2012 08:33 pm (UTC)
Clem, bb! :(

I love all of these.
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