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Happy Birthday!
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I hope you have a brilliant day and that Josh spoils you rotten! I'm really enjoying getting to know you, so I thought I'd try to rustle up a little birthday fic... it's nothing special, just a dusty little plot bunny that I've kept at the back of the cupboard and hastily brushed off. A sequel to my Angel/Anya story, although this is just a 200 word drabble. 'Slouching Towards Bethlehem' happened pretty much as on the show, and we're now up to 'Supersymmetry' (oh - and the first few lines are taken straight from the script):
Supersymmetry. The Anyanka way.
Fred was more furious than she could ever remember. Testing out weapons from the cabinet, Gunn and Angel were trying to calm her down, but she knew that she wouldn’t find peace until the bastard had found out what true pain was:
“I idolised him, and he sent me to hell. Me and God knows how many others who didn't make it back. So-so sure! I'll calm down when he's dead!”
Gunn tried again: “Fred, please...”
Fred: “You don’t know what it was like - no one does! God, I just wish that I could send him to a hell dimension where he’d learn what real fear and pain are!”
Suddenly there was a flash and a deep, unsettling voice: “Done!”
Fred stared in shock at the demon in front of her as its face melted back to it’s human facade - Anya.
Fred gasped: “What... what happened?”
“I granted your wish!” she replied, smiling. “And can I just say that that was one excellent wish? So inventive. You know - this was why I got into vengeance in the first place. To help wronged women like you. Thank you!”
And with a bright smile she walked away, leaving a bewildered Fred behind.
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annabelle528I hope you have a brilliant day and that Josh spoils you rotten! I'm really enjoying getting to know you, so I thought I'd try to rustle up a little birthday fic... it's nothing special, just a dusty little plot bunny that I've kept at the back of the cupboard and hastily brushed off. A sequel to my Angel/Anya story, although this is just a 200 word drabble. 'Slouching Towards Bethlehem' happened pretty much as on the show, and we're now up to 'Supersymmetry' (oh - and the first few lines are taken straight from the script):
Supersymmetry. The Anyanka way.
Fred was more furious than she could ever remember. Testing out weapons from the cabinet, Gunn and Angel were trying to calm her down, but she knew that she wouldn’t find peace until the bastard had found out what true pain was:
“I idolised him, and he sent me to hell. Me and God knows how many others who didn't make it back. So-so sure! I'll calm down when he's dead!”
Gunn tried again: “Fred, please...”
Fred: “You don’t know what it was like - no one does! God, I just wish that I could send him to a hell dimension where he’d learn what real fear and pain are!”
Suddenly there was a flash and a deep, unsettling voice: “Done!”
Fred stared in shock at the demon in front of her as its face melted back to it’s human facade - Anya.
Fred gasped: “What... what happened?”
“I granted your wish!” she replied, smiling. “And can I just say that that was one excellent wish? So inventive. You know - this was why I got into vengeance in the first place. To help wronged women like you. Thank you!”
And with a bright smile she walked away, leaving a bewildered Fred behind.
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