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There Was Cake... - Wishlist 2010
Title: There Was Cake...
By: Polgara (melindoranightsilver@hotmail.com)
Fandom: BtVS/SG-1
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calistal – BtVS/SG-1 – Buffy/anyone from the team – We had cake... but the vampire ate it.
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I own none of these characters.
Summary: Entering a room full of dead bodies is not the way to being lunch.
I feel like I should warn that this is made of lots and lots of crack...
There Was Cake...
Buffy pushed open one of the swinging doors to the commissary and froze at the carnage before her. Bodies lay strewn about and standing in the middle was SG-1 with a mixture of surprised and apologetic looks.
“What the hell?” She nearly shouted.
“Well, it all started as a surprise for you,” Vala began cheerfully.
“Which I was against from the start,” Daniel interrupted, shooting the dark haired woman a look that spoke volumes.
“Then there was this minor invasion,” Cameron said, gesturing to the bodies surrounding them.
“Which we easily took care of,” Sam assured her, the blonde's head bobbing almost comically.
Buffy turned to Teal'c to see what he had to add. He merely looked at her and gave a shrug that was nearly nonexistent. A move that really spoke volumes if you took the time to really read it, but she currently didn't have the time to.
“And why did no one else know of this 'invasion' on base?” Buffy asked, still trying to process all that she was seeing.
Daniel frowned. “The alarms didn't go off? I thought I heard them.”
“That was just the one big guy ringing your bell, darling,” Vala said, shimmying up to his side and slipping one arm into his. “Perhaps, I should take a look at your head and while I'm at it -”
“I'm fine,” Daniel ground out, squirming his way out of Vala's grasp.
“They may have disabled the system,” Sam said with a sigh. “Or maybe it was the magic messing with the system.”
The slayer let out a little whimper. “Magic?”
“Some sort of portal opened up and a couple of demons came through,” Cameron provided. “Again, we took care of them. Did you know that they turn into slime when they die?” He asked looking at a rather large puddle of goo just a short distance away.
Buffy resisted the urge to pinch the bridge of her nose and instead closed her eyes and took a deep, steadying breath before opening them again. Something about this whole situation was completely surreal. “And my surprise?” She asked, not really sure she wanted to know the answer.
“It's your birthday, silly!” Vala said with glee. “I'm told when we celebrate there is cake and ice cream, and lots and lots of presents.”
“For me?” Buffy asked dully.
“I warned them about your past birthdays,” Daniel said defensively.
“And we probably should have listened since disaster struck,” Cameron said a little sheepishly, his southern drawl making his almost apology even more effective.
“There was cake, but the vampire ate it,” Teal'c said, looking scornfully at someone outside of Buffy's range of vision.
“Oy! I have a name.”
Buffy whirled to see Spike eating what looked like the last piece of cake. Chocolate cake at that. “My cake!”
“Now slayer -” But Spike didn't get to continue.
Someone was shaking Buffy's shoulder. She jerked awake to see Vala looking worriedly down at her.
“It's your watch, Buffy. Are you okay?”
Buffy ran her fingers through her hair and tried to shake off her dream. “Yeah, I'm coming.”
Vala frowned and watched the youngest member of SG-1 get ready in the cramped tent. “Are you sure? You seem to be awfully stressed lately, and didn't you tell me that a stressed Buffy is 'so not of the good'?”
The blonde let out a quiet snort. “I did. It's just my birthday. They've never gone well.”
“Don't you worry,” Vala said in what Buffy was sure was supposed to be a reassuring tone, but never seemed to be one from Vala. “I'll make sure there's cake.”
By: Polgara (melindoranightsilver@hotmail.com)
Fandom: BtVS/SG-1
Prompt:
calistal – BtVS/SG-1 – Buffy/anyone from the team – We had cake... but the vampire ate it.Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I own none of these characters.
Summary: Entering a room full of dead bodies is not the way to being lunch.
I feel like I should warn that this is made of lots and lots of crack...
There Was Cake...
Buffy pushed open one of the swinging doors to the commissary and froze at the carnage before her. Bodies lay strewn about and standing in the middle was SG-1 with a mixture of surprised and apologetic looks.
“What the hell?” She nearly shouted.
“Well, it all started as a surprise for you,” Vala began cheerfully.
“Which I was against from the start,” Daniel interrupted, shooting the dark haired woman a look that spoke volumes.
“Then there was this minor invasion,” Cameron said, gesturing to the bodies surrounding them.
“Which we easily took care of,” Sam assured her, the blonde's head bobbing almost comically.
Buffy turned to Teal'c to see what he had to add. He merely looked at her and gave a shrug that was nearly nonexistent. A move that really spoke volumes if you took the time to really read it, but she currently didn't have the time to.
“And why did no one else know of this 'invasion' on base?” Buffy asked, still trying to process all that she was seeing.
Daniel frowned. “The alarms didn't go off? I thought I heard them.”
“That was just the one big guy ringing your bell, darling,” Vala said, shimmying up to his side and slipping one arm into his. “Perhaps, I should take a look at your head and while I'm at it -”
“I'm fine,” Daniel ground out, squirming his way out of Vala's grasp.
“They may have disabled the system,” Sam said with a sigh. “Or maybe it was the magic messing with the system.”
The slayer let out a little whimper. “Magic?”
“Some sort of portal opened up and a couple of demons came through,” Cameron provided. “Again, we took care of them. Did you know that they turn into slime when they die?” He asked looking at a rather large puddle of goo just a short distance away.
Buffy resisted the urge to pinch the bridge of her nose and instead closed her eyes and took a deep, steadying breath before opening them again. Something about this whole situation was completely surreal. “And my surprise?” She asked, not really sure she wanted to know the answer.
“It's your birthday, silly!” Vala said with glee. “I'm told when we celebrate there is cake and ice cream, and lots and lots of presents.”
“For me?” Buffy asked dully.
“I warned them about your past birthdays,” Daniel said defensively.
“And we probably should have listened since disaster struck,” Cameron said a little sheepishly, his southern drawl making his almost apology even more effective.
“There was cake, but the vampire ate it,” Teal'c said, looking scornfully at someone outside of Buffy's range of vision.
“Oy! I have a name.”
Buffy whirled to see Spike eating what looked like the last piece of cake. Chocolate cake at that. “My cake!”
“Now slayer -” But Spike didn't get to continue.
Someone was shaking Buffy's shoulder. She jerked awake to see Vala looking worriedly down at her.
“It's your watch, Buffy. Are you okay?”
Buffy ran her fingers through her hair and tried to shake off her dream. “Yeah, I'm coming.”
Vala frowned and watched the youngest member of SG-1 get ready in the cramped tent. “Are you sure? You seem to be awfully stressed lately, and didn't you tell me that a stressed Buffy is 'so not of the good'?”
The blonde let out a quiet snort. “I did. It's just my birthday. They've never gone well.”
“Don't you worry,” Vala said in what Buffy was sure was supposed to be a reassuring tone, but never seemed to be one from Vala. “I'll make sure there's cake.”