Writing Meme

[avamclean]

This meme is cheerfully yanked from jedibuttercup

Ask me any question about any of my stories/'verses/AU's, whether past or future or unwritten scenes and I will answer. This even includes the future of some verses that may potentially be spoilery. If you're really lucky, I'll give you a snippet.

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[blue-icy-rose.livejournal.com]

Oooh! I was just rereading this 'verse so now I'm curious, lol.

How did that first meeting with Buffy and the team go during movie night in Shiny and New?

(Ooh, if you feel really generous then how did it go when they found out she'd be working with them?)

Your question prompted this reply:

[avamclean.livejournal.com]

A sharp knock to her front door had Buffy pulling herself up from the overstuffed cushions of her couch and onto her feet, leaving a still giggling Daniel watching the Discovery Channel and nursing his Mojito. She opened the door to another tall, blue-eyed honey who was currently treating her to a confused smile which she returned with a wider, more sure of itself grin. “Daniel’s friends?”

She made the statement a question and a pretty brunette, her hair in pigtails, squeezed her way past the tall muffin-potential guy still staring at Buffy and gave her a wide smile. “Hello! I’m Vala.”

A hand was presented in an exaggerated motion that raised Buffy’s brows even as she accepted it and motioned the guy to enter and he was passed by another woman who was also of the pretty blue-eyed camp. The blonde offered her a sheepish smile, “I’m Sam,” and a much more relaxed hand.

Buffy nodded, accepting the handshake before turning and raising her brows at the last member of Daniel’s team standing in the doorway. “Hi. I’m—”

“Buffy,” he finished for her, his mouth turned upward at the corners, “I’m Cam,” and he finally stepped over the threshold and into her home allowing Buffy to relax a bit. He hefted a case of Coors and asked, “Where can I put this?”

“Kitchen,” was Buffy’s instant reply before turning toward the occupants of her living room and prompting, “Anyone else want a Mojito?” Daniel’s hand shot up, along with his team’s brows and Buffy laughed leading Cam toward her kitchen as she asked over her shoulder, “I thought there was five of you?”

“Murray couldn’t make it this week. Family obligations.”

She accepted his readily supplied answer with a nod as she opened the refrigerator and removed the pitcher filled with lemon flavored goodness and bits of mint. She turned and tilted her head back toward the open fridge. “Make room where you can.”

“Thanks.” He took up her spot as she refreshed her drink and made another for Daniel. “So you just moved in?”

Cam’s question had her turning around and she nodded, “Yep.”

“So where are you from originally?”

“California.”

“Really? I’m from Kansas.”

Buffy’s brows pulled together as she prompted, “And you have a southern accent?”

“My dad says I spent too many summers with my grandparents in South Carolina.”

Sensing more to the story Buffy asked, “And your mom?”

His smiled widened, flashing straight white teeth as he twisted the top of a beer. “She claims she raised herself a southern gentleman just like her dad.”

She laughed. “So if I need help with anything around the house I can call you?”

“Sure,” he winked, “but if you want it actually fixed you’d better call Sam.”


**Edited: For grammar.