a_pretty_fire: (ill met by moonlight)
(Based on roleplay with the wonderful [livejournal.com profile] swanseer at [livejournal.com profile] realityshifted.)

Drusilla was just like Goldilocks. She didn’t have the right hair and she couldn’t abide porridge, but the stories ... oh, yes. She always got the stories right.

Too hot, too cold and just right. )

Prompt: "We are alone, you and I. How unusual."
Word Count: 1,592
a_pretty_fire: (broken)
No.

No!

I've been a good girl. I haven't displeased you. I haven't eaten anyone on the Plane, not even the Slayer. The stars told me I wasn't allowed to make a mess in their garden, and I didn't want to stain the magic with any blood.

I won't be broken. Not like Daddy. You won't clip my wings. Poor Spike is running around in circles with the tin toys in his brain. He won't know how to look after me.

A filthy, stinking soul. I won't keep it. I'll claw it out. I'll cut it out.

I can smell it already, creeping closer. It's going to choke me! No! I'll get rid of it. I will, I will!

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