WEDNESDAY: RE-RUN
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hpfangirl71 here, I'm your host for this week and this post is blatantly copied from a previous post but I digress and onto today's challege.
Wednesday is re-run day, which means that you get to pick your favourite lonely prompts and 're-run' them. It's a great way to give wonderful prompts another chance at being filled!
Provide the prompt and a link to the original prompt, either by making the prompt a hyperlink, like so (but with < and > instead of [ and ])
--[a href="LINK TO PROMPT"]TEXT OF PROMPT GOES HERE[/a]
--Supernatural/The Walking Dead, Dean/Castiel, the color of dried blood
Or you can simply prompt as follows:
--TEXT OF PROMPT, (LINK)
--Supernatural, Sam/Lucifer, French Toast (http://comment-fic.livejournal.com/336
Lonely prompts are here!
theme: re-run
hpfangirl71 here, I'm your host for this week and this post is blatantly copied from a previous post but I digress and onto today's challege.Wednesday is re-run day, which means that you get to pick your favourite lonely prompts and 're-run' them. It's a great way to give wonderful prompts another chance at being filled!
Provide the prompt and a link to the original prompt, either by making the prompt a hyperlink, like so (but with < and > instead of [ and ])
--[a href="LINK TO PROMPT"]TEXT OF PROMPT GOES HERE[/a]
--Supernatural/The Walking Dead, Dean/Castiel, the color of dried blood
Or you can simply prompt as follows:
--TEXT OF PROMPT, (LINK)
--Supernatural, Sam/Lucifer, French Toast (http://comment-fic.livejournal.com/336
Lonely prompts are here!
theme: re-run
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Date: 2012-05-29 09:50 pm (UTC)And yes, yes it is. Muppet ♥
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Date: 2012-05-23 08:14 pm (UTC)The hair is the same. And the jacket. And the annoyed roll of shoulders and eyes. Really, when you get down to it, Xander's not sure why he's surprised. Except - oh, wait: Spike went all kablooey in the Hellmouth last year. How come the vamps always get to come back all shiny and new, but he's still left sans one eye?
Angel provides the necessary exposition. Xander nods without really understanding.
"Yeah. Whatever, Dead Boy. Looks like we're not the only ones getting the old crew back together."
The two vampires exchange uneasy looks.
"We have souls now, Xander," Angel reminds him quietly, managing to look almost cowed from his place behind the huge desk. It looks like mahogany, but even with only one eye, Xander would spot the difference between that flimsy panel job and the real thing. Underneath, he's betting that baby's straight up MDF.
Only Angel would be dumb - or arrogant - enough to spend his days behind a *wooden* desk. Not that Xander's complaining. In fact, he's kind of having fun envisioning scenarios leading to wood splintering and accidental staking.
Xander sighs. He runs calloused hands down both of his cheeks. His gaze lifts to the ceiling tiles. They're cheap foam inserts, he notices, and wonders why Hell Inc. had to skimp on the decor. Maybe Angel's merry band of do-gooders isn't so good for the bottom line.
"So... two soul boys for the price of one. You guys in or out?" he asks, shoving immature revenge fantasies to the far corner of his mind. Because, really, that's so high school.
Spike folds his arms across his chest and shoves off the wall with his boot.
"Last time I helped you lot, I died in a pillar of fire."
This time, Angel and Xander exchange the uneasy looks.
"Xander, we really can-"
"Right then. Off we go."
In a flash of bleach and a swirl of leather, Spike is out the door. He's halfway to the elevator before Xander can even turn his head. Angel reaches for something on his desk, but finds it curiously absent. He emits a belabored sigh.
"He always steals my car," Angel explains before rising from his swivel chair. He stalks after Spike, all bluster and glower, but minus the preternatural speed. "NOT the Mustang this time!"
Angel growls, and Xander hears the faint crunch of bone. He doesn't have to look to know that the older vamp has gone all fangy.
"This will be a *fun* ride home," Xander murmurs under his breath.
When he steps into the elevator, the two centuries-old vampires are nose to nose in the small space. They've got the keys clutched between them and are 'wrastling' it out like a couple of teenagers.
The elevator lurches down with a ding.
At the bottom, Xander emerges with a cell phone pressed to his ear and a hand pressed to the other ear. The vampires slink along behind, both hairstyles looking terribly tousled.
"Yeah, Yellow Cab? We're gonna need a pickup," Xander yells into the phone.
Behind them, a confused paralegal hops onto an elevator that is littered with tiny metal shards. The light behind her flickers ominously and the doors take two tries to shut.
They've got the keys clutched between them and are 'wrastling' it out like a couple of teenagers.
Date: 2012-05-24 09:00 pm (UTC)Angel provides the necessary exposition. Xander nods without really understanding.
"Yeah. Whatever, Dead Boy. Looks like we're not the only ones getting the old crew back together."
Oh, Xander. *hugs* You've totally got the Spike-vs-Angel-trapped-in-an-office from AtS down, too. Thank you so much for the fill! I linked back to here on the original prompt, so hopefully the prompter sees it too. :D
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Date: 2012-05-23 04:00 pm (UTC)Into the West, Abe "High Wolf" Wheeler, How did he learn to ride like a Lakota?
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Date: 2012-05-23 04:05 pm (UTC)Criminal Minds, team, Reid has to go undercover as a bad guy and the team is shocked at how scary good he does
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Date: 2012-05-23 04:09 pm (UTC)Supernatural, Gabriel/Crowley,
"My velociprator versus your Hell Hound: I like those odds."
"Mine's still bigger."
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Date: 2012-05-23 04:09 pm (UTC)Chuck/Criminal Minds, Bryce/Spencer, out on a date neither of them look that dangerous (unfortunately for the fools who try and take a group of diners hostage while they are in the restaurant)
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Date: 2012-05-23 04:10 pm (UTC)Inception, Arthur/Eames, Arthur hides his accent well
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