Challenge 114

[beatrice_otter]

Title: Red Shoes
Author: beatrice_otter
Rating: G
Wordcount: 100
Challenge: #114 (dancing)
Fandom: BtVS, A Chorus Line

Shame Diana and Sheila weren't here, Val thought.  It was right up their alley.  They'd get a kick out of seeing their favorite movie come to life.

Also, they'd have known real quick that a weird guy offering them 'the role of a lifetime!' if they'd just wear special dancing shoes—red shoes—was a bit fishy.

Last but not least, Sheila would at least offer her a valium, which after dancing for ten hours straight Val could really use.

A girl burst into the room with a sword, and attacked the weird guy.  Looks, 4, Val thought.  Moves, 12.

Title: A Natural
Author: beatrice_otter
Rating: G
Wordcount: 100
Challenge: #114 (dancing)
Fandom: BtVS, The Sound of Music

"It still surprises me that you never formally learned to dance," Georg said.  "You are quite good at it."

Maria laughed.  "Thank you, Georg," she said, as he led her around the floor.  "Once I had been identified and taken away by my Watcher, what good were dance lessons?  I had no time for boys or parties, and no need of attracting a husband.  Years of weapons drills ensured I know exactly how my body moves, how to do precisely what I want to, and how to follow instructions.  The rest is just having a good partner to lead me."

Title: Tarantella
Author: beatrice_otter
Rating: G
Wordcount: 100
Challenge: #114 (dancing)
Fandom: BtVS, Harry Potter

"Seriously, Willow, we're in the middle of an apocalypse, bad guys surrounding us, no slayer close, and your response is to curse them to dance?"  Xander shook his head.  "For a minute I thought the singing demon was back!"

"It worked, didn't it?" Willow said defensively.  "They were so busy dancing they couldn't kill us.  I'm trying to balance my magic use to keep from going all veiny again.  Non-lethal spells are of the good."

"So where did you find this Tarantula spell?" Buffy asked.

"It's 'Tarantallegra,' Willow said.  "Some old spell book I found in this really weird alley."

Title: Cover Story
Author: beatrice_otter
Rating: G
Wordcount: 200
Challenge: #114 (dancing)
Fandom: BtVS, Batman

The Immortal knew everyone, Buffy realized as Bruce Wayne oozed towards her.

"Hey, babe, wanna dance?"

Buffy looked him up and down.  No spidey-sense.  "Sure," she said, shrugging.

"You know, your disguise could use some work," she said out on the floor.  Her boyfriend had anti-snooping spells; no one could hear them or read their lips.  "I'm not the only one to notice."

"Sorry, disguise?"

"Your words and movements are slurred, and you smell of booze, but your eyes are tracking.  You're not drunk, but you want people to think you are.  In fact, you've been watching who comes and goes very carefully.  So since this is my party, I wanna know: what are you looking for?"

"I'm not looking for anything, except a good time, babe," Wayne said with a really smarmy leer.

"Sorry, not buying it," Buffy said.  "Here's the deal.  You can do all the intrigue you want, so long as nobody gets killed; it wouldn't be the Immortal's party without skulking in the bushes.  But don't treat me like an idiot."

"Fair enough," Wayne said, with a genuine smile.  "My cover's thin?  Better shore it up.  Sorry."

He grabbed her ass.  She knocked him on his.

Title: Robot Girl
Author: beatrice_otter
Rating: G
Wordcount: 100
Challenge: #114 (dancing)
Fandom: AtS, Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles

"And I'm telling you, Angel, she's a demon," Cordelia said.  "Perfect moves, but no soul."

"Cordelia, being a bad dancer doesn't make someone a demon," Angel said.

"She's not a bad dancer, that's what I said!" Cordelia had been talking since coming back from her latest audition (a music video).  "Her moves are perfect!  But it's like watching a robot!"

"All right, I'll check her out," Angel said.

The next day, he was at the studio to watch the slender brunette.  "You're right," he told Cordelia.  "No soul."  He sniffed.  "I smell metal and plastic, not magic.  Not our problem."

Title: The Divine Miss Piggy
Author: beatrice_otter
Rating: G
Wordcount: 100
Challenge: #114 (dancing)
Fandom: AtS, The Muppet Show

It could be worse, Miss Piggy reflected.  The dreams were disgusting.  She'd never wanted to know Sweetums and his friends that closely, but they really were nice guys, and very understanding when she needed to karate-chop someone into a wall.  Also, they had started coming to her for fashion advice, and Piggy loved being appreciated.  The British dude who tried to harangue her into fighting demons at night was annoying—she'd get slimy!  Maybe break a nail!  And she liked Sweetums!

The music swelled, and Piggy took her cue, vaulting onstage to thunderous applause.  But her dancing now was divine!

Comments

[avamclean.livejournal.com]

He grabbed her ass. She knocked him on his. - This made me snicker far too much and now some coworkers are looking at me sideways. :)

Thank you for sharing!

[beatrice_otter]

You're welcome!

[tinpra.livejournal.com]

Oh absolutely the Batman short! Love it! :D

[beatrice_otter]

Thank you!

[jerseyfabulous.livejournal.com]

He grabbed her ass. She knocked him on his.
LOL...love it!

[beatrice_otter]

I actually got the idea from a fic (I think by Hradzka?) about Bruce Wayne and Wonder Woman, and about the same thing happened. It was too good not to steal.