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Drabble: Vacations, Scooby-Style.
Title: Vacations, Scooby-Style
Author: Lady Yueh
Fandom: Inuyasha/B:tVS
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not my property and no infringement is intended.
Challenge: #10: Vacations
Word Count: 200
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“Why do we even try anymore?” Buffy questioned with only slightly feigned despair.
“We’re obscenely optimistic?” Willow offered.
“Or just really really stupid,” Xander groaned.
“It’s Japan,” Willow pouted. “Nothing hellmouthy should happen in Japan.”
“It’s the land of Godzilla,” Xander argued as if that was all the needed to be said.
Maybe it was.
“That’s it. No more vacations. They all end like this,” Buffy shook her head.
“Threatening and being threatened by cute, furry-eared half-demons and then joining them to destroy really evil, tentacle-y demons? Not to mention the time traveling--through a well into Feudal Japan,” Willow paused, contemplating the weight of her words. “Is this my life?” she inquired with bewilderment.
“Sounds like your life. Sounds like our lives. God, when did this become our lives?” Xander whined.
Buffy patted her friends and waited patiently for her turn to freak out.
The ‘cute, furry-eared half-demon’ snarled. “Oi! We don’t need your help! You can go back to Kagome’s time or stop whining!”
Kagome glared. “Inuyasha! Don’t be rude to people who are trying to help us! SIT!”
The glow of beads hurled the half-demon to the ground.
“Even watching that is no longer fun,” Xander lamented.
Author: Lady Yueh
Fandom: Inuyasha/B:tVS
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not my property and no infringement is intended.
Challenge: #10: Vacations
Word Count: 200
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“Why do we even try anymore?” Buffy questioned with only slightly feigned despair.
“We’re obscenely optimistic?” Willow offered.
“Or just really really stupid,” Xander groaned.
“It’s Japan,” Willow pouted. “Nothing hellmouthy should happen in Japan.”
“It’s the land of Godzilla,” Xander argued as if that was all the needed to be said.
Maybe it was.
“That’s it. No more vacations. They all end like this,” Buffy shook her head.
“Threatening and being threatened by cute, furry-eared half-demons and then joining them to destroy really evil, tentacle-y demons? Not to mention the time traveling--through a well into Feudal Japan,” Willow paused, contemplating the weight of her words. “Is this my life?” she inquired with bewilderment.
“Sounds like your life. Sounds like our lives. God, when did this become our lives?” Xander whined.
Buffy patted her friends and waited patiently for her turn to freak out.
The ‘cute, furry-eared half-demon’ snarled. “Oi! We don’t need your help! You can go back to Kagome’s time or stop whining!”
Kagome glared. “Inuyasha! Don’t be rude to people who are trying to help us! SIT!”
The glow of beads hurled the half-demon to the ground.
“Even watching that is no longer fun,” Xander lamented.