One Sentence Story

[wolfheart]

The End......?

 

[silvermoon]

"Fine," said Joyce. "I wanna watch Passions anyway, and make a nice steaming cup of herbal tea. I suggest you rearrange your coat collection when we get home. You've got about fifty. Think we should have a tag sale sometime?"

 

[DeepBlueJoy]

Buffy frowned as she tried to absorb the highly uncharacteristic mom babble: "Uhm, Mom... why are you being all avoidy and busy mom?"

 

[twoslayers]

"Well Buffy, I have wonderful news", Joyce said with a wide smile.

 

[wolfheart]

" I am getting married, i met this wonderfull man and he proposed to me", said Joyce, Buffy rolled her eyes, why wasnt she happy for her mother?

 

[DeepBlueJoy]

"Mom, you just got back here from heaven, just when did you meet someone?" Buffy found herself remembering that beautiful floral arrangement from the day her mom died.

 

[twoslayers]

"Oh I've known him for years Buffy", Joyce told her like it was obvious.

 

[DeepBlueJoy]

"Brian?" Buffy's squealed like Dawn with a fresh jalapeno, peanut butter and anchovy sandwich.

 

[silvermoon]

"It's Spike," replied Joyce, her blue eyes widening with softness. "He has such a fondness for Passions, and it turns out he knows quite a bit about art. And, well, one thing led to another, dear."

 

[DeepBlueJoy]

Buffy fainted.

 

[twoslayers]

She came too later on her living room couch, a cool cloth on her head, a small bruise on her arm from the fall.

 

[silvermoon]

Joyce hovered over her, eyes solicitous like a true mother.

 

[wolfheart]

Then the object of Joyces affection walked in, Spike lit a cigaret and looked at Buffy and said ""Always wanted a slayer as my stepdaughter" he smurked

 

[silvermoon]

Buffy looked confused, then planted her hands on her hips menacingly.

 

[Joan the Vampire Slayer]

Buffy looked at Joyce and Spike sternly. "Mom, you're not going to marry Spike, okay? End of story. Now, let's watch Passions and be done with this nonsense."

 

[silvermoon]

Spike grinned a cocky grin and pulled out his cigarette lighter deftly from his back jeans pocket, then coolly appraised them both.

 

[twoslayers]

"You'll come round to the idea Buffy", Joyce told her calmly as she walked over to Spike and put an arm around his shoulder.