Drabbles for the Past two Weeks

[dlgood]

Last night, I watched the opening show of the most recent primetime run of "Who Wants to be a Millionaire". After a few years, I'm actually finding it interesting again. Which is of the good, seeing as I'm gonna be up in NYC for a taping on Thursday.

edited to add - I can't believe Sammy Sosa threw his back out sneezing. I wonder how that ranks up with the time Lionel Simmons had to go on IR when he sprained his hand playing on a gameboy...

Anyway, I offer up modified versions of the Drabbles I posted for the last two weeks' open_on_sunday challenges - last week's theme was "Punishment" and this week's "hands". Behold:

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Title: Roman Holiday
Characters: Buffy
Spoilers: AtS 5.20, “The Girl in Question”
Disclaimer: Property of Mutant Enemy
Theme: Punishment
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They cuddle and make love. She relaxes, with her lesser responsibilities, trying to find herself amidst her new/old hometown.

She misses them, but she’s freer than she’s been in as long as she can remember. And maybe she can figure out how to be happy.

Being loved is being owned. And she can’t handle that. Punished, because she loved Angel too much. Because she loved Spike too little. For not loving the choices her friends (or Andrew) wished they could make for her.

Her boyfriend, The Immortal, does not love her. But right now, freedom is worth that particular punishment.

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Title: Grasp
Characters: Buffy, Angel, Spike
Spoilers: BtVS 2.22 “Becoming Part II”, 7.22, “Chosen”
Disclaimer: Property of Mutant Enemy
Theme: Hands
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She tells him she loves him, but she knows he cannot possibly understand... His hand reaches, and she almost... sometimes still dreams the “what if” she had taken it.

There is a last moment. The cavern crumbles, the light shines, and he begins to burst in flames… this time, she clasps his hand and tells him she loves him.

With his eyes, with his denial, he tells her that he finally understands the distinction. And as he burns his way to a new destination, she lets him go.

And that night, she does not wonder. Does not dream what if.

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[dlgood.livejournal.com]

Glad you liked. If only I could write more than mini-character essays.

As noted, my appearance broadcasts on Sunday.

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