Challenge 116
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tthdrabblesTitle: When Home IS a Castle
Fandoms: BtVS, Emberverse
Challenge: 116 Home Sweet Home
Words: 200
Summary: Returning from a business trip, Buffy pauses to admire a warmly familiar sight.
Disclaimer: The characters aren't mine, I'm just making them do stuff.
It was late afternoon as Buffy, Xander, and their personal guard crested the rise along the Sunpath Road, once called Interstate Eight. They reined in their camels.
“You never tire of it, do you?” said Xander after a couple of minutes.
“Not really,” she said.
He followed her gaze toward Yuma, a dozen miles to the west, its walls gleaming in the setting sun. The Colorado River beyond glinted like a golden ribbon.
“Yeah, I never thought I'd ever live in a place like that,” Xander admitted.
Buffy sighed contentedly and giggled slightly. “Me neither. But it's more than just where we live. I've called my houses 'home' no matter how often I moved.”
“Except this one has walls six feet thick and a hundred feet high and doors of solid steel,” said Xander with a touch of pride.
“This is the first place that's really FELT like home. We've spilled as much blood, sweat and tears over it than we did in Sunnydale. Now we have families and children. It maybe radically unlike anywhere I ever imagined living, but it's HOME.”
“I guess a man's home really IS his castle,” said Xander.
Fandoms: BtVS, Emberverse
Challenge: 116 Home Sweet Home
Words: 200
Summary: Returning from a business trip, Buffy pauses to admire a warmly familiar sight.
Disclaimer: The characters aren't mine, I'm just making them do stuff.
It was late afternoon as Buffy, Xander, and their personal guard crested the rise along the Sunpath Road, once called Interstate Eight. They reined in their camels.
“You never tire of it, do you?” said Xander after a couple of minutes.
“Not really,” she said.
He followed her gaze toward Yuma, a dozen miles to the west, its walls gleaming in the setting sun. The Colorado River beyond glinted like a golden ribbon.
“Yeah, I never thought I'd ever live in a place like that,” Xander admitted.
Buffy sighed contentedly and giggled slightly. “Me neither. But it's more than just where we live. I've called my houses 'home' no matter how often I moved.”
“Except this one has walls six feet thick and a hundred feet high and doors of solid steel,” said Xander with a touch of pride.
“This is the first place that's really FELT like home. We've spilled as much blood, sweat and tears over it than we did in Sunnydale. Now we have families and children. It maybe radically unlike anywhere I ever imagined living, but it's HOME.”
“I guess a man's home really IS his castle,” said Xander.
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Date: 2012-02-22 06:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-02-23 03:20 am (UTC)And, yeah, I think I'll expound on these drabbles and put those stories up on TTH.
I'll get back to the next part of the main arc here in a minute or two.