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Mood Prompt: Bittersweet
Word Prompt: Rejected
Expression Prompt: Here I stand like an open book, is there something here you might have overlooked?


Part of the summer contest at Whedonverse and Beyond found here:
www.whedonverseandbeyond.net/forum/showthread.php

A Bittersweet Longing, by Pat
BtVS, Willow PoV, PG (July 2009)



Every morning I waited for him to saunter off his house, and every time he hurriedly joined me; chivalrous and content, he always proposed to carry my lunch box, and made me believe in the tales of old of princess with their prince charming. Going to school with Xander was the highlight of my days, listening to him describe the latest Scoobidou television adventures to me, compensating for the fact that my dear parents wouldn’t allow a tv set anywhere in their precious little home was the highlight of my lunch hours. Having him teasingly work along me on our homeworks was of course a little bit wasted in terms of time and efficiency but oh so entertaining…


Today we still joke. Last night we had pizza. Tonight, we have to meet at the Bronze. Tomorrow we will have a research session. The entertainment is now provided by seeing my knight in a not so shining armor fumbling around the slayer, slave to Cordelia’s desire, earnest in being a part of this group of misfits we became almost without notice, one little fight at a time.


For the last few years I have grown, my body filling, my hair floating in the breeze with much more volume, my fingers long and lean itching to dance on his skin, my lips fuller and eager to be ravished. And with every passing week, it appears that what I could offer him will just be overlooked lost in the rubbles of life, buried behind the needs of the world, the hormones riding him so hard.


I’ve lingered for so long just to realize what I was waiting for; I’ve delayed telling Xander because I did not know how to distinguish between my so comforting friendship with him, my late hero worship of the boy, my newfound love for the man.


If I must suffer through this turmoil then I want him to do so with me. I want to understand while Xander Harris wouldn’t see me, the real me, the caring me, the one that loves him and wish he’d love me back.


The End (350)
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Word prompt: MAGICAL
Photo prompt: Colors in Antelope Canyon and Lighthouse by the Sea
Verse(s): BTVS
Rating: PG

Title: Magical Baby by PAT


My baby, is a magical lady. She had this beautiful look in her shiny eyes and Kindergarden was now the most fantastic place I’ve ever set foot. Years passed, and the prettiness of her in that little red dress she wore on the last day of fifth grade haunts me every week that passed. Her smile sent me to heavens all through high school and tonight she will be in my arms, letting me ride along her on our own special magical carpet ride…


Word count: 84.

~*~

Springtime Ficlets:

The purpose of this contest is to write 10 ficlets (each of 50 to 500 words) in one month. The contest starts on March 1st and end on March 31st, 2008. You can post your ficlet as you finish them or wait and post them all at the same time. Out of the ten required ficlets, two to five can be crossovers but all must be related to the Whedonverse somehow.
You will have a choice of 15 words and 15 photos as prompts. Each of your ficlet will need to prominently display how your prompt inspired your work. In any case, you only need to pick ten words and ten photos.

Everyone should present their ficlet in the following format:

Word prompt: ____________________
Photo prompt: ____________________
Verse(s): ________________________
Rating: _________________________
Title: ___________________________
Ficlet:

Here are the 15 words used as prompts:
Seduction, Slutty, Truth or lies, Destiny, Sinner, Regret, Hunger, Magical, Drunk, Jealousy, Power, Acceptance, Dream, Dance, Temptation

Here are the 15 photos you can use as prompts:
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/f
ortheloveofangel/westfieldnj.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/013909.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2247003112_20af386f7f.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/395101594_5a4d4ec09a.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2301882783_daaa84a476.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/peggycovenovascotia.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/uppercaneycreekfallsalabama.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2142958821_528e58d9d5.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2304713852_47480a9473.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/677786684_ca7686fedb.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/016824.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/009453.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/003280.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/005153.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/389910314_d27195046a.jpg


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Word prompt: DANCE
Photo prompt: LAVA GLIDING ON ROCKS
Verse(s): BTVS
Rating: PG


community.livejournal.com/rwsawards/30717.html

Title: A LIFETIME, IN SHORT. by PAT


Why does he tiptoe around me? Minutes ago he was hugging me so tight I couldn’t breathe. Now he is smiling at Willow like she invented ice-cream.

Yesterday, he danced with me in the empty gymnasium, laughing at my jokes. Today, he is following Buffy like an eager puppy.

Last week, he brought me chocolate; this morning he had me give him lunch money, so he could share freakin’ cookies with his girls…

Last month, we weren’t yet together, and a different type of dance was at play; it has an old name that I wish I could forget: courtship.


(Word count: 101)

~*~

Springtime Ficlets:

The purpose of this contest is to write 10 ficlets (each of 50 to 500 words) in one month. The contest starts on March 1st and end on March 31st, 2008. You can post your ficlet as you finish them or wait and post them all at the same time. Out of the ten required ficlets, two to five can be crossovers but all must be related to the Whedonverse somehow.
You will have a choice of 15 words and 15 photos as prompts. Each of your ficlet will need to prominently display how your prompt inspired your work. In any case, you only need to pick ten words and ten photos.

Everyone should present their ficlet in the following format:

Word prompt: ____________________
Photo prompt: ____________________
Verse(s): ________________________
Rating: _________________________
Title: ___________________________
Ficlet:

Here are the 15 words used as prompts:
Seduction, Slutty, Truth or lies, Destiny, Sinner, Regret, Hunger, Magical, Drunk, Jealousy, Power, Acceptance, Dream, Dance, Temptation

Here are the 15 photos you can use as prompts:
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/f
ortheloveofangel/westfieldnj.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/013909.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2247003112_20af386f7f.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/395101594_5a4d4ec09a.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2301882783_daaa84a476.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/peggycovenovascotia.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/uppercaneycreekfallsalabama.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2142958821_528e58d9d5.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/2304713852_47480a9473.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/677786684_ca7686fedb.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/016824.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/009453.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/003280.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/005153.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/fortheloveofangel/389910314_d27195046a.jpg

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Well here is my first story for this prompt, it's based on the story of the little duck that things he doesn't belong to his family and find out after some adventures in the real world that he was just a different brand... and find happiness in joining his family of swans...

it's not an exact match but it really made me think of the following:

Round 18                                                              Runner Up Banner Round 21
sunnydawards.dragonydreams.com/nominees.html               Yeah I got Runner Up!!!! Thank you to the person that nominated me, the judges and folks that read and voted... You made my day!



community.livejournal.com/rwsawards/30717.html

http://wka.moments-lost.org/nominees.php
http://wka.moments-lost.org/nominees.php


The Ugly Duckling (BTVS-Xander)
Pat (May 2008)

Rating: PG, BtVS, Xander

THE UGLY DUCKLING

The sleepy town wouldn't realize how many of its teenagers were roaming the deserted streets late at night. Most folks knew about The Bronze and some other choice locations that catered to the night crowd but nothing specific ever raised their eyebrows. At least Xander wouldn’t invite any stupefied look. He just plain didn't register on most people radar. Not that he wasn’t cute, not that he wasn't tall and capable of thought. Not the greatest thoughts but who'd be really asking for that anyway? Not his friends for sure. Like everyone else, they noticed his non-assuming ways, his non-threatening ways, his follower mentality.

"Daddy, what kind of toddler was I" he would ask when he was young.

"Always in your mother skirts, boy!" would answer derisively his dad.

"Mommy, what kind of man will I be, when I'll grow up?" he'd ask once in a while to his mom.

"A lazy couch potato like your dad" was the snickering answer he would get most of the time.

He wasn't the unhappiest kid in the world, really. He just did not have the most amazing role models to look after. And came Willow, his buddy, and his best friend.

"Willow, what can I be when I'll be old?" he would whisper with hope in his broken heart.

"The best you can be, dear friend" she would encouragingly answer in a whisper.

It was nice of her, but Willow was always nice, she was family, almost... The one he wished he had. Was he stolen from the nursery at birth? What did he do wrong as a kid for his parents to think he wasn't theirs? He could have guessed as much anyway, he was congenial, and they weren't. He was a pacifist, they kept kicking his butt, yep: they were different, light-years apart one could say. Maybe someone exchanged him with that new girl in school. Buffy is her name. She seems to like kicking people's butt too, and always beleaguering him and anyone around as well.

Her mom is cool though. All quiet and love; just like himself. How will he ever find where he belongs? Will he ever feel at home?

~~~~

His body is broken, bloodied; the Hellmouth is kicking their asses once again. How long has it been since he had enjoyed a nice evening with the girls, a pizza, a movie if not a research session at the library. Time has passed, life kicked his and their butts, much better than his dad ever did. Heck, even the supposed lazy gene in the family has long been driven out of him now that he was a bona fide sidekick, maybe even a hero...

Seven years now, he'd been with the gang, keeping Sunnydale safe, keeping his friends and family safe and another mighty battle is looming ahead.

And now with blood seeping over his eye, blinded and dazed he thinks again about those formative years. He had felt so out of place, so different, so insecure.

Today, he had seen one more fight, too many of his friends were hurt, too many of his bones cracked but he finally knew with certainty what he really was; A beautiful, essential, beloved member of this heroic family. And with his worth clear in mind, he rose for another hurrah, he rose to be in the midst of his family, because they made him belong, and he knew, he finally knew in his heart of heart that he wasn't the ugly little duckling his parents convinced him he was. He could die or live, knowing he was a beautiful swan!

The end.

~*~

Our dear friend and member Wereleopard suggested a new topic to our summer challenge: rewriting any Fairy tale of our choice with current characters from verses we love.
The fiction work can be as short or as long as you want. Try to stay as true as possible to the original direction of the tale, even if you want to take liberties with the format and story structure.

Present your work in the following format:
Title and author if known of original fairy tale
Title, your name, verse explored
text of the fic
Small commentary from you telling us what was particularly compelling in the fairy tale you pick or/and the story you wrote

To help you get started here are a few links that maybe useful. if you roam the net and find more places to add to this list please do not hesitate to post them in this thread.
Review and summaries of commonly known fairy tales:
http://www.comedyimprov.com/music/schmoll/tales.html
All 209 fairy tales by the Grimm brothers:
http://www.cs.cmu.edu/~spok/grimmtmp/
Similar work for the tales by Hans Christian Andersen:
http://hca.gilead.org.il/
Here you will find fables, fairy tales and other nursery stories:
http://www.ivyjoy.com/fables/index.shtml


Good luck to all participants and let's have some fun!
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