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buffyfic-digest       Tuesday, September 8 1998       Volume 02 : Number 320



In this issue:

       BUFFYFIC: Reunions and Other Troubles
       BUFFYFIC: Kender Chaos (10/?)

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Date: Mon, 07 Sep 1998 12:50:39 -0500
From: [e-mail]
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Reunions and Other Troubles

Title:  Reunions and Other Troubles
Author:  Northlight
email:   [e-mail]
Summary:  A continuation to =91Love and Pain=92
<http://www.geocities.com/~northlight/buffy.html>. =20
Note:  I messed with both of their characters.  But it=92s my (dement=
ed)
story, so...
Note #2:  Lise, my message to you bounced but I did say that you can
archive Love and Pain.
Disclaimer:  Angel is Joss Whedon=92s.  Remy is Marvel=92s.

=09The two men sat in companionable silence, both puffing on cigarett=
es
and wearing identical looks of sorrowful regret and loss.  A thin haz=
e
of smoke, the result of months of nothing to do but talk and smoke, h=
ung
over the non descript room.

=09Finally, Remy flicked his cigarette away.  =93So anyway, I think t=
hat she
saved me, right?=94 he said suddenly, as if continuing a long standin=
g
conversation. =20

=09Angel nodded, slinking deeper into his chair.  =93Yeah.  The citad=
el was
falling, you head was in a guillotine...=94

=09=93But Rogue gets me out.  So I think she=92s going to forgive me.=
  But
then she dumps me into the snow and leaves me there to freeze.=94  Re=
my
narrowed his red on black eyes triumphantly.  This time, he=92d be su=
re to
win their angst bout.  Angel may have been roasting in Hell, but he s=
pun
a much better tale.  Hell, anything sounded better if it were spoken
with an accent.

=09=93I got sent to Hell by my girlfriend after she told me to close =
my eyes
and kissed me,=94 Angel responded.  He slunk further down, and Remy h=
ad to
wonder if a vampiric trait was a spine made of jello.

=09Remy=92s lips parted to deliver the next line in their well worn d=
ialogue
when he was interrupted by the sudden and rather shocking appearance =
of
a door popping into the middle of the waiting room.

=09Angel blinked in confusion, while Remy=92s eyes widened eagerly.  =
This
was their chance to escape!  They=92d get out eventually if they left=
 it
to their respective creative teams, but why wait if this door could s=
ave
them now?  Besides, after the treatment he=92d received, Remy wasn=
=92t about
to let his fate sit in the hands of _any_ writer.

=09A blue and gold bundle tumbled through the door, landing on the fl=
oor
with a startled oath.  A silver head shook uncertainly.  =93What=92s =
going
on here?  What happened to Sabra?=94 a familiar and all too unwelcome=
d
voice mumbled.

=09=93Sorry Joe, but we=92ve gotta run,=94 Remy said, grinning happil=
y as he
leapt to his feet.  He wobbled slightly, his legs having become
accustomed an easy life in a waiting room chair.  But the chance of
freedom, and the fear of being stuck in the same room as amnesia boy
sent him scurrying forward.

=09Angel, being no dummy, followed Remy=92s example.  Moments later, =
the two
angsty men were barreling toward  the wavering door.=20
=09
=09When the disorienting blur before their eyes faded, Remy and Angel
found themselves standing in a cemetery of all places.  Remy scowled,
but Angel=92s eyes lightened up. =20

=09=93Don=92t see what=92s so happy =91bout a cemetery=94 Remy grumbl=
ed.  He=92d half
expected to step through the door and land in Rogue=92s waiting arms.=
=20
After that hopeful image, this was just a bit of a let down.

=09But Angel=92s mind was filled with the memories of the nights he a=
nd
Buffy had spent lip locked in just such a place.  In fact, Angel look=
ed
around his surroundings more critically, this _was_ their cemetery!  =
And
right over their was their favorite make out headstone...

=09=93I=92m home!=94 Angel exclaimed giddily.

=09Remy glanced at him.  So that=92s what a non-angsting vampire soun=
ds
like, he thought.  =93So you going to go see your girl?=94

=09Angel paused in his happy, giggly, in no way mysterious and broody
dance.  =93Um... Do think she=92d want to see me again?  I know that =
she
loves me and all that, but you know, people are going to want us to w=
ork
through our issues.=94

=09=93This ain=92t your show, Angel!  Nobody here cares about your is=
sues,
they just want you and Buffy to fly into each others arms.=94  Remy s=
tared
into space dreamily as his words continued, in more detail in his own
mind.  =91... and find that she=92s learned to control her powers, an=
d that
she=92s totally confident in herself and in our relationship, and tha=
t
years of not being able to touch anyone has made her _real_ eager for=
- --=94

=09=93--her!=94 Angel=92s excited cry burst through Remy=92s fantasy =
before it
could violate the comics code.

=09=93Huh?=94 Remy replied, shooing his fantasy into the back of his =
mind
where he could pursue it later privately, and in much closer detail.

=09=93That=92s her.  Buffy=92s here!=94  Angel composed himself, turn=
ing for
Giggly Vampire Guy into Broody, Mysterious, Tortured, Vampire Hunk wi=
th
a Soul.  =93She must be out patrolling...=94

=09Buffy, hearing her toasted love=92s words, looked up, surprise app=
arent
in her eyes.  =93Angel!=94 she cried out, shock warring with deliriou=
s joy.

=09=93Buffy!=94

=09=93Angel=94 =20
=09
=09=93Buffy!=94=20
=09
=09=93Angel!=94

=09=93Buffy!=94

=09*SMOOCH*

=09=93Oooohhh... Angeeeeellll!=94

=09=93Oooohhh yeah Buffy!=94

=09=93Ahem.=94

=09=93Uh?  Oh... Buffy?  Ooooh, honey?  I... ahhhh.... this is... oh!=
=94

=09=93Remy.  My name is Remy.=94

=09Buffy seemed much more interested in a thorough inspection of Ange=
l=92s
mouth than in the stranger accompanying him.  But she drew up enough
willpower to pull herself away from him.  =93Pleased to... *gasp*... =
meet
you.=94

=09The small group fell into an uncomfortable silence for a moment.=
=20
Buffy=92s hand inched towards Angel=92s, and seeing the glazed look i=
n the
Slayer=92s eyes, Remy decided that it might be best to try to find Ro=
gue
before he got treated to another view of Buffy=92s pleasure to have A=
ngel
back.=20

=09=93Well, I=92m going to go find Rogue now=94 Remy stated.  =91I ju=
st hope I get
as warm a welcome as Angel did=92.  His fantasy prodded at his awaren=
ess,
begging to be let out in all it=92s delightful glory.  Remy reluctant=
ly
leashed it back, promising to let if free reign in just a bit.

=09=93I=92ll come with you.  After hearing so much about her, I want =
to meet
this woman,=94 Angel said. =20

=09Remy had a sneaking suspicion that Angel=92s eagerness to accompan=
y him
had more to do with a certain librarian, hacker and annoying boy than
genuine interest in Rogue.  =93Sure.=94

=09=93I=92m coming with you,=94 Buffy said firmly, her hand squeezing=
 Angel=92s as
if she=92d never let go.

=09=93Why not?=94 Remy shrugged.

=09Several minutes later (after discovering that Rogue was vacationin=
g in
Sunnydale and had rented a room in a nearby motel.  A lucky break for
all involved.  Ain=92t coincidences great?).

=09=93Remy?=94

=09=93Rogue.=94

=09=93Remy.=94

=09=93Rouge.=94

=09=93Remy!=94

=09=93Rogue!=94

=09*SMOOCH!*

=09=93Remy, Ah learned to control my powers, I=92m totally confident =
in myself
and our relationship, and years without touching has made me incredib=
ly
eager for smoochies!=94

=09=93Oh, Rogue!=94

=09=93Oh, Remy!=94

=09=93Oh, Angel!=94

=09=93Excuse me, miss.  But this is _my_ kissy time!=94

=09=93Oh.  Sorry about that.=94

=09And thus, the two angsty couples were reunited, and there was smoo=
chies
for all.

~The End~

------------------------------

Date: Tue, 08 Sep 1998 16:27:03 PDT
From: "Black Fire" <[e-mail]>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Kender Chaos (10/?)

Title: Kender Chaos
Author: Black Fire
Email:[e-mail]
Feedback: Yes, please.
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Buffy: Anything before WML1  Dragonlance: Chronicles and
Legends Trilogies.
Disclaimers:  I own neither sets of characters and I can't afford to
either.
Summary:  Tasslehoff Burrfoot and Fizban the Fabulous have found their
way to Sunnydale.

                     Kender Chaos Chapter 10

    Within an hour, an all out search was underway.  They had set out from
Buffy's house in groups of two or three.  The biggest problem was which
group would have the double task of looking for Spike's hideout while
making  sure that Tas stayed out of trouble.
    Through some sick twist of fate, this task fell to Angel, who also had
the bad luck of getting paired with Xander.  The gypsies had wanted him
to suffer, yes, but this was pure torture!
    Dividing his attention between searching, keeping a wary eye on his
"partner" and making sure the Kender stayed within arms' reach, he lead
his party off towards the industrial area of Sunnydale.  Giles and
Willow had taken the main business area and Buffy was searching the
residential area.  The only thing that made Angel's situation
semi-tolerable, was that Buffy had gotten stuck with Cordelia.
    Again, as usual, Tasslehof immediately became fascinated with all the
wondrous things he was seeing in the strange world he had landed in.  So
much so, that Angel was, once again, forced to pick him up by the waist
after the fifth or sixth time he had tried to wander off.  To make
matters worse, by the time they got to the warehouses near The Bronze,
Xander was quietly arguing with him about something or other.  Angel
wasn't really paying attention, except to the search time he was
loosing, being stuck with these two.
    That was when his heightened vampire senses heard a muffled cry coming
from behind a dumpster.
    "Shut up," he quietly hissed at Xander.
    "Hey..." Xander started to say, but stopped after one look at Angel.
    Angel listened a moment longer then shoved Tas into Xander's arms with
a quick, "Here, take him," and silently made his way towards the sound
he had heard.
    Tas, who was currently occupying him self with the silly way things
looked while hanging upside-down, became rather disappointed with the
world righted itself.  "Hey, what happened?" he asked, looking up at
Xander.  He then noticed Angel sneaking off towards a big, metal bin of
some sort.  "Where's he going?"
    Xander absently put a hand over the Kender's mouth as he waited for
whatever might happen next.  Sure enough, within a few minutes, a girl
came running out of the shadows with a hand clasped to her throat and a
look of terror on her face.  A split second later, a vampire went flying
over the dumpster and landed in a heap at Xander's feet.  Wasting no
time, Xander dropped the Kender, pulled a stake out of his jacket and
finished the vamp off.
    Tas's eyes widened as the dead vampire turned to dust and
disintegrated.  "Wow!!  Can you do that again?"    "I'd like to," Xander
said, watching Angel walk out from behind the dumpster, "but Buffy would
kill me."
    "That was so neat," Tas exclaimed to Angel.  "I've never seen anyone
turn to dust before."
    "Stay with us much longer, and you'll see a whole lot more," Angel
said, ignoring the glare he was getting from Xander.
    "Really?" the Kender gasped.  "That would be so much fun!  Maybe I
could stay here a little longer.  I'm sure Caramon and Tanis won't be
needing me for a while."
    Tas's statement sparked a rare moment of agreement between his two
companions and the two quickly grabbed Tasslehof and resumed their
search pattern.

*   *   *   *   *

    Spike swore quietly as he watched the proceedings below from the
rooftops.  Just his luck that that creature he was looking for had
fallen joined up with the slayer and her gang.  It just made getting the
old bungler sleeping at his place that much harder to get rid of.
    But, at least he knew where that Tas person was now.  That might come
in real handy in trying to get Fizban to actually do something.  Then
again, the old geezer could have forgotten all about it by now.

*   *   *   *   *



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