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BtVS FIC: Five Times Spike and Xander Never Went Shopping (Spike/Xander, PG, 1/1)
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Title: Five Times Spike and Xander Never Went Shopping
Author:
cordelianne
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Rating: PG
Word Count: 500
Feedback: Yes please. Concrit is very welcome by email.
Disclaimer: Not mine, Joss owns them.
Summary: I think the title sums it up nicely!
A/N: This is a series of connected drabbles, each set at a different time over the course of BtVS.
Thanks, as always, to
savoytruffle. All mistakes are mine.
Five Times Spike and Xander Never Went Shopping
by Cordelianne
One
(set in season 4 when Spike & Xander were roommates)
“No.”
Spike dropped a package into the cart.
“Okay, let me think of another way to say it.” Xander leaned on the cart handle. “I would turn down anyone’s offer of sex before allowing that in my house. Alright, it’s really a basement and not mine. But I’m still taking a stand.”
“Anyone?” Spike leaned in. “Not even if the Slayer showed up?”
Xander held tight to his resolve. “Still no.”
Spike shrugged and took the Oreos out of the cart. “Really don’t like ‘em, do you?”
Xander grimaced and nodded, steering the cart away.
“What about Angel?”
“Keep moving.”
Two
(set during season 5’s “Weight of the World”, after seeing Doc)
Babe Ruth. Milky Way. Snickers. All picked up, then replaced.
“Harris.”
Xander repressed a yelp. “Picking chocolate’s a serious business, I’ll have you know.”
“Right.” Spike tossed a Crunchie bar in the air, catching it easily.
Xander stared at the Junior Mints. They weren’t seeming very Junior, more like Freshmen.
“Candy’s not going to help unless these scrolls say it’ll kill a hellgod.”
“Would be fun – threatening Glory with chocolate.” Xander sighed. “We’re screwed. I seriously contemplated that as a plan.”
“C’mon” Spike clasped Xander’s shoulder. “Buffy’ll have a plan. Then you can grow fat gorging on chocolate.”
“Here’s hoping.”
Three
(set during season 6, after “Gone”)*
Xander squeezed between the racks and leaned down to examine what felt like the hundredth purple necklace. Why were there so many?
Did they all look the same, or did he just not have an eye for jewelry? Did he even want one?
“Purple’s not your color, mate.” Spike held up a sparkly necklace. “Go with red.”
Xander jumped up and hit his head on the rack, knocking off a bunch of earrings. “I’m here for Dawn. And, hey! What are you doing here?”
“Same. Buy this.” He shoved a tiara into Xander’s hands. “It’ll save me from nicking it.”
Four
(set in season 7 when Spike & Xander were roommates)
Maybe this wasn’t a good idea. Scratch that. Definitely not a good idea. It was right up with inviting in a mysterious giant wooden horse.
Of course, for all Xander knew, Spike was talking to a big horse.
An imaginary horse.
People were avoiding their aisle – which was saying a lot since they were in the junk food section – as Spike glared, gestured and growled. At nothing. Unless it was at the store brand cola, but that seemed doubtful. Although you never knew.
“Hey Spike.” Xander kept his voice low.
Spike stared at him, then blinked. “Harris?”
“Let’s go home.”
Five
(set during season 7, right before the end of the show)
Xander glanced around. “I feel weird about stealing.”
“It’s not stealing. Store’s abandoned.” Spike swept a row of Frosted Flakes into his cart.
“That’ll hold up in court.”
“Look on the bright side, if the town gets destroyed, so will the evidence of you stealing.”
“Very reassuring.” Xander dropped a couple of boxes into his cart. “Maybe this really is the end, the final curtain dropping, the fat lady singing, us all dying… that’s all folks.”
“Dying’s not so bad.”
“Again with the reassuring.”
“It’s what I’m here for.”
“Let’s hope not.” Xander patted Spike’s shoulder. “Or we’re all screwed.”
~*end*~
*This corresponds to the time period that I decided is Dawn’s birthday in my fic Chicken Dancing.
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Title: Five Times Spike and Xander Never Went Shopping
Author:
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Pairing: Spike/Xander
Rating: PG
Word Count: 500
Feedback: Yes please. Concrit is very welcome by email.
Disclaimer: Not mine, Joss owns them.
Summary: I think the title sums it up nicely!
A/N: This is a series of connected drabbles, each set at a different time over the course of BtVS.
Thanks, as always, to
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Five Times Spike and Xander Never Went Shopping
by Cordelianne
One
(set in season 4 when Spike & Xander were roommates)
“No.”
Spike dropped a package into the cart.
“Okay, let me think of another way to say it.” Xander leaned on the cart handle. “I would turn down anyone’s offer of sex before allowing that in my house. Alright, it’s really a basement and not mine. But I’m still taking a stand.”
“Anyone?” Spike leaned in. “Not even if the Slayer showed up?”
Xander held tight to his resolve. “Still no.”
Spike shrugged and took the Oreos out of the cart. “Really don’t like ‘em, do you?”
Xander grimaced and nodded, steering the cart away.
“What about Angel?”
“Keep moving.”
Two
(set during season 5’s “Weight of the World”, after seeing Doc)
Babe Ruth. Milky Way. Snickers. All picked up, then replaced.
“Harris.”
Xander repressed a yelp. “Picking chocolate’s a serious business, I’ll have you know.”
“Right.” Spike tossed a Crunchie bar in the air, catching it easily.
Xander stared at the Junior Mints. They weren’t seeming very Junior, more like Freshmen.
“Candy’s not going to help unless these scrolls say it’ll kill a hellgod.”
“Would be fun – threatening Glory with chocolate.” Xander sighed. “We’re screwed. I seriously contemplated that as a plan.”
“C’mon” Spike clasped Xander’s shoulder. “Buffy’ll have a plan. Then you can grow fat gorging on chocolate.”
“Here’s hoping.”
Three
(set during season 6, after “Gone”)*
Xander squeezed between the racks and leaned down to examine what felt like the hundredth purple necklace. Why were there so many?
Did they all look the same, or did he just not have an eye for jewelry? Did he even want one?
“Purple’s not your color, mate.” Spike held up a sparkly necklace. “Go with red.”
Xander jumped up and hit his head on the rack, knocking off a bunch of earrings. “I’m here for Dawn. And, hey! What are you doing here?”
“Same. Buy this.” He shoved a tiara into Xander’s hands. “It’ll save me from nicking it.”
Four
(set in season 7 when Spike & Xander were roommates)
Maybe this wasn’t a good idea. Scratch that. Definitely not a good idea. It was right up with inviting in a mysterious giant wooden horse.
Of course, for all Xander knew, Spike was talking to a big horse.
An imaginary horse.
People were avoiding their aisle – which was saying a lot since they were in the junk food section – as Spike glared, gestured and growled. At nothing. Unless it was at the store brand cola, but that seemed doubtful. Although you never knew.
“Hey Spike.” Xander kept his voice low.
Spike stared at him, then blinked. “Harris?”
“Let’s go home.”
Five
(set during season 7, right before the end of the show)
Xander glanced around. “I feel weird about stealing.”
“It’s not stealing. Store’s abandoned.” Spike swept a row of Frosted Flakes into his cart.
“That’ll hold up in court.”
“Look on the bright side, if the town gets destroyed, so will the evidence of you stealing.”
“Very reassuring.” Xander dropped a couple of boxes into his cart. “Maybe this really is the end, the final curtain dropping, the fat lady singing, us all dying… that’s all folks.”
“Dying’s not so bad.”
“Again with the reassuring.”
“It’s what I’m here for.”
“Let’s hope not.” Xander patted Spike’s shoulder. “Or we’re all screwed.”
~*end*~
*This corresponds to the time period that I decided is Dawn’s birthday in my fic Chicken Dancing.
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I particularly love Spike telling him to buy the tiara so he won't 'nick it' - heeeeeeee!
Good stuff!
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Thanks so much! *g*
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It's so funny that Xander doesn't like Oreos, but Spike wanting them was fantastic and sweet! I can so see him dunking them in blood!
“Candy’s not going to help unless these scrolls say it’ll kill a hellgod.”
“Would be fun – threatening Glory with chocolate.” Xander sighed. “We’re screwed. I seriously contemplated that as a plan.”
Hee! I loved this exchange, and I loved even more that Xander needed to stop for chocolate!
Xander jumped up and hit his head on the rack, knocking off a bunch of earrings. “I’m here for Dawn. And, hey! What are you doing here?”
“Same. Buy this.” He shoved a tiara into Xander’s hands. “It’ll save me from nicking it.”
Spike and Xander running into each other in a store! Hee! Xander hitting his head was awesome, as was Spike's line about stealing - which you handled so brilliantly! Spike is so blunt about it, like he doesn't even expect Xander to flinch. I love it!
“Hey Spike.” Xander kept his voice low.
Spike stared at him, then blinked. “Harris?”
“Let’s go home.”
Awww... I loved this. Just... "home" and Xander speaking quietly... It was lovely and sweet!
“Dying’s not so bad.”
“Again with the reassuring.”
“It’s what I’m here for.”
“Let’s hope not.” Xander patted Spike’s shoulder. “Or we’re all screwed.”
I loved this! Great dialogue!
Thanks so much! You went above and beyond my request for S/X and shopping, and these absolutely made my day!
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I'm pleased you liked the exchange about using candy against Glory. An impending apocalypse definitely requires a stop for chocolate! Yay to enjoying Spike & Xander bumping into each other buying a gift for Dawn. I loved imagining them in one of those teen girl jewelery stores! And the casualness about Spike stealing is always fun!
I'm pleased you found that scene sweet - I wanted to go for that low-key sweetness. And yay for loving that last part and the dialogue! I had a lot of fun with the your request and playing with the idea of S/X and shopping. Thanks! *g*
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Of course, for all Xander knew, Spike was talking to a big horse. Xander showing off the knowledge!
Great interactions with these two!!
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Thanks for your lovely comment! *g*
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The last was so bleak and funny. I loved this exchange:
“Maybe this really is the end, the final curtain dropping, the fat lady singing, us all dying… that’s all folks.”
“Dying’s not so bad.”
“Again with the reassuring.”
“It’s what I’m here for.”
“Let’s hope not.” Xander patted Spike’s shoulder. “Or we’re all screwed.”
Well, only one of them is screwed, and isn't it ironic he's dong the reassuring? Thanks for these little shopping excursions.
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The last was so bleak and funny. That's excellent to hear, that's definitely what I was going for! I'm pleased you enjoyed those lines. Thanks for your lovely comment! *g*
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Hee! Made me think of Wes and the Loa. You really never do know.
“Dying’s not so bad.”
“Again with the reassuring.”
“It’s what I’m here for.”
“Let’s hope not.” Xander patted Spike’s shoulder. “Or we’re all screwed.”
Aw, that one was my favorite.
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I'm happy that was your favourite! When I first got the idea for this that was the first scene I visualized. Thanks!! *g*
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Lovely!
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These were fantastic. I love the interaction between these two. They're so fun.
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as Spike glared, gestured and growled. At nothing. Unless it was at the store brand cola, but that seemed doubtful. Although you never knew.
There was obviously so much angst when Spike was going mad, but man, the potential for humor was so often overlooked! I love that Xander contemplates that Spike might have an objection to generic soda (lord knows, I do! *g*).
Such fun -- thanks for sharing these!
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As much as I enjoyed the angst of insane Spike, I also love the humour potential of it. That's great that you liked that line! heee - I think there is much to object to with generic soda! *g*
Thanks for reading and for your lovely comment! *g*
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Hm ... Five Road Trips Spike and Xander Never Took?
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You know how I love writing these two, so it's great to hear that I have a nice grasp on them.
hee - I know a number of people who hate Oreos, so they seemed like a good treat that Xander would hate! hmmm, perhaps I should write an angsty backstory in which Oreos are at the center of his childhood trauma!
Thanks!!! *g*
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The first was a wonderful S4 Xander voice
I loved Spike's way of offering reassurance in the second.
And his wonderful logic in the third.
Xander's musings in the fourth ...growled. At nothing. Unless it was at the store brand cola, but that seemed doubtful. Although you never knew. *g*
And the fatalistic determination of the last.
You plotted the different aspects of Spike though the series, beautifully.
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Do you need the fic in any particular format?
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Thanks!
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