Challenge #93
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tthdrabblesCould we get a Criminal Minds tag?
Title: Strangers in Airports
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
beatrice_otter
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Challenge: #093—mistaken identity
Fandom: BtVS/Criminal Minds
“Kevin! You’re early! Kevin! Over here!”
Xander hated airports. He’d seen too many in his time as a Slayer-finder. Too much noise and confusion. He was tired, worn, had a dehydration headache threatening to descend.
“Kevin? What’s up, my darling?” The loud blonde grabbed his arm, and it took effort to keep his reflexes from taking over and flattening her. Not a demon, not a human out to kill slayers, just a woman in an airport.
“I think you’ve got the wrong guy, lady,” he said, facing her.
She recoiled at the sight of his patch. “Yeah, no kidding. Sorry.”
Title: Crossing Timelines?
Author: beatrice_otter
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 100
Challenge: #093—mistaken identity
Fandom: BtVS/Torchwood
“Spike! Oh, my God—you Shanshu’d!”
John Hart smirked at the short woman. Shanshu must be some twenty-first-century slang he didn’t know, but he was an experienced Time Agent—he’d figure it out. He didn’t recognize her; she sure seemed to know him. Must be crossing timelines.
“Hello, gorgeous,” he said, eyeing her figure. A hot blonde—lots of energy. ‘Jack’ should recruit her for his team.
She hit him. Harder than human-normal. An alien?
“Ow,” he said, rubbing his chest.
“I still haven’t forgiven you for letting me think you were dead.”
“Let me make it up to you.”
Title: Who watches the watchers?
Author:beatrice_otter
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Challenge: #093—mistaken identity
Fandom: BtVS/Highlander
Methos surveyed the pub . He’d lived this long through caution. Most people looking for disgraced Watchers were either Watchers or Immortals. The man he was meeting was neither. He walked to the right booth, sat down.
“I thought I knew all the families. I don’t know you.” Rupert Giles was middle-aged, scars and lines, moved like a warrior.
“Sometimes even the Watchers recruit fresh blood,” Methos replied.
“Read this.” An ancient book was slid across the table. A test? Methos hadn’t seen the dialect in millennia. In every generation is born…
He slid it back. “Wrong kind of Watcher.”
Title: A Visitor from Valhalla
Author:beatrice_otter
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Challenge: #093—mistaken identity
Fandom: BtVS/Stargate: SG-1
Willow double-checked everything—they needed a weapon that could kill serpents with lightning bolts, and the Norse god Thor was their best bet to get one in time. But summoning gods was tricky business.
Yup, everything was set up right. The translation was as accurate as it was going to get. She lit the fire and began to chant.
When the smoke cleared, she frowned. She’d been expecting, well, something that looked like a big Viking. Maybe like that troll Anya used to date. What went wrong?
The alien standing before her narrowed his eyes. “How did I get here?”
Title: Wrong Redhead
Author:beatrice_otter
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Challenge: #093—mistaken identity
Fandom: BtVS/Harry Potter
Willow stared in awe. The coven said she was doing well enough with her rehab to be trusted to go to buy supplies with her mentor, so here they were in the largest community of magic-users—witches and wizards—in Great Britain. Sunnydale had nothing like Diagon Alley! They had promised her that if she was good and learned what they taught, she would be able to come here on her own! She couldn’t wait to explore every nook and cranny.
Distracted, she ran into someone. “Sorry!” she said to the aristocratic blond.
“Watch where you’re going, Weasley,” he sneered.
Title: Just Another Politician
Author:beatrice_otter
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Challenge: #093—mistaken identity
Fandom: BtVS/Star Trek Enterprise
“You haven’t killed a human in two centuries, and you start by killing a bloody politician, one the whole soddin’ galaxy knows?” Spike lit a cigarette. “Now we’re stuck in the cargo hold of a ship bound for God knows where—hopefully somewhere your little stunt hasn’t been playing on every computer screen on a repeating loop.”
“You didn’t have to come,” Angel said grumpily.
“And if you go on a rampage, who’d stop you, then?”
“I’m not evil! It was an easy mistake. He’s a powerful politician, he looks just like the mayor, what was I supposed to think?”
Title: Strangers in Airports
Author:
beatrice_otter Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Challenge: #093—mistaken identity
Fandom: BtVS/Criminal Minds
“Kevin! You’re early! Kevin! Over here!”
Xander hated airports. He’d seen too many in his time as a Slayer-finder. Too much noise and confusion. He was tired, worn, had a dehydration headache threatening to descend.
“Kevin? What’s up, my darling?” The loud blonde grabbed his arm, and it took effort to keep his reflexes from taking over and flattening her. Not a demon, not a human out to kill slayers, just a woman in an airport.
“I think you’ve got the wrong guy, lady,” he said, facing her.
She recoiled at the sight of his patch. “Yeah, no kidding. Sorry.”
Title: Crossing Timelines?
Author: beatrice_otter
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 100
Challenge: #093—mistaken identity
Fandom: BtVS/Torchwood
“Spike! Oh, my God—you Shanshu’d!”
John Hart smirked at the short woman. Shanshu must be some twenty-first-century slang he didn’t know, but he was an experienced Time Agent—he’d figure it out. He didn’t recognize her; she sure seemed to know him. Must be crossing timelines.
“Hello, gorgeous,” he said, eyeing her figure. A hot blonde—lots of energy. ‘Jack’ should recruit her for his team.
She hit him. Harder than human-normal. An alien?
“Ow,” he said, rubbing his chest.
“I still haven’t forgiven you for letting me think you were dead.”
“Let me make it up to you.”
Title: Who watches the watchers?
Author:
beatrice_otter Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Challenge: #093—mistaken identity
Fandom: BtVS/Highlander
Methos surveyed the pub . He’d lived this long through caution. Most people looking for disgraced Watchers were either Watchers or Immortals. The man he was meeting was neither. He walked to the right booth, sat down.
“I thought I knew all the families. I don’t know you.” Rupert Giles was middle-aged, scars and lines, moved like a warrior.
“Sometimes even the Watchers recruit fresh blood,” Methos replied.
“Read this.” An ancient book was slid across the table. A test? Methos hadn’t seen the dialect in millennia. In every generation is born…
He slid it back. “Wrong kind of Watcher.”
Title: A Visitor from Valhalla
Author:
beatrice_otter Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Challenge: #093—mistaken identity
Fandom: BtVS/Stargate: SG-1
Willow double-checked everything—they needed a weapon that could kill serpents with lightning bolts, and the Norse god Thor was their best bet to get one in time. But summoning gods was tricky business.
Yup, everything was set up right. The translation was as accurate as it was going to get. She lit the fire and began to chant.
When the smoke cleared, she frowned. She’d been expecting, well, something that looked like a big Viking. Maybe like that troll Anya used to date. What went wrong?
The alien standing before her narrowed his eyes. “How did I get here?”
Title: Wrong Redhead
Author:
beatrice_otter Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Challenge: #093—mistaken identity
Fandom: BtVS/Harry Potter
Willow stared in awe. The coven said she was doing well enough with her rehab to be trusted to go to buy supplies with her mentor, so here they were in the largest community of magic-users—witches and wizards—in Great Britain. Sunnydale had nothing like Diagon Alley! They had promised her that if she was good and learned what they taught, she would be able to come here on her own! She couldn’t wait to explore every nook and cranny.
Distracted, she ran into someone. “Sorry!” she said to the aristocratic blond.
“Watch where you’re going, Weasley,” he sneered.
Title: Just Another Politician
Author:
beatrice_otter Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Challenge: #093—mistaken identity
Fandom: BtVS/Star Trek Enterprise
“You haven’t killed a human in two centuries, and you start by killing a bloody politician, one the whole soddin’ galaxy knows?” Spike lit a cigarette. “Now we’re stuck in the cargo hold of a ship bound for God knows where—hopefully somewhere your little stunt hasn’t been playing on every computer screen on a repeating loop.”
“You didn’t have to come,” Angel said grumpily.
“And if you go on a rampage, who’d stop you, then?”
“I’m not evil! It was an easy mistake. He’s a powerful politician, he looks just like the mayor, what was I supposed to think?”
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Date: 2010-02-07 06:46 am (UTC)Oh, bloody hell. I like them all!
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Date: 2010-02-07 02:42 pm (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2010-02-08 03:49 am (UTC)(grin) Yes, he would, wouldn't he?
He slid it back. “Wrong kind of Watcher.”
Aw, but he'd make an excellent one, though. 8-)
“Watch where you’re going, Weasley,” he sneered.
(snort)
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Date: 2010-02-08 09:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-02-08 10:05 am (UTC)Ah, well, it was the first time I'd come across it. I don't haunt the TTH site, y'see.