I came up with this idea, and I really like the start, but I'm not real good with my characterization over anything longer than really short, and I can't write fanfic characters at *All*.
(primarily light and humorous in tone)
So, Willow and Kennedy in South America. Kennedy meets up with a new-formed slayer biker gang, and decides that it's time to move on. Cue ugly, ugly breakup. Sad Willow. Willow gamely makes the attempt to get back on the horse with a wide variety of different people. All fail in really awful ways. Sad, Sad Willow. Lonely Willow. She tries to call up some old friends, just to have someone to talk to. "Uh, Willow? I'd love to talk, really I would, but there's an apocalypse on line two. Can we do this later?" So *very* sad. Sniff. Finally, she gives up on people. "A pet. That's it. I'll get a pet. It'll be *someone* to talk to, at least." She gets a dog. It runs away. She gets a gerbil. It *also* runs away. She gets a fish. It dies. She decides that the universe is trying to tell her something here, too, and buries her nose in a book. A short while later, her nose pops back out of the book. She has an answer. There is a spell, that casts out a web of magic, seeking for a will-worker's perfect companion in the form of a magical animal. Within three days, the creature will arrive - intelligent, exceptionally hardy, magically linked for life, and absolutely loyal. She rushes around to get the spell ready in time for the next full moon (when the spell must be cast) and fires it off perfectly.
Three days later, she's feeling a bit worried, and a bit hopeful, and all of the windows in the house are open. There is a knock on the door. She is startled. There is another knock on the door, and she hurries to answer it.
"Oz! What are you doing here?"
"You called. I came."
"What? You mean, I mean, the spell? but that's not supposed to call a person. That's supposed to call a cute little furry animal, like a mouse or a cat or a dog or something."
Oz shrugged.
"Woof?"
BTVS fanfic: "Someone Familiar" (W/O)
(primarily light and humorous in tone)
So, Willow and Kennedy in South America. Kennedy meets up with a new-formed slayer biker gang, and decides that it's time to move on. Cue ugly, ugly breakup. Sad Willow. Willow gamely makes the attempt to get back on the horse with a wide variety of different people. All fail in really awful ways. Sad, Sad Willow. Lonely Willow. She tries to call up some old friends, just to have someone to talk to. "Uh, Willow? I'd love to talk, really I would, but there's an apocalypse on line two. Can we do this later?" So *very* sad. Sniff. Finally, she gives up on people. "A pet. That's it. I'll get a pet. It'll be *someone* to talk to, at least." She gets a dog. It runs away. She gets a gerbil. It *also* runs away. She gets a fish. It dies. She decides that the universe is trying to tell her something here, too, and buries her nose in a book. A short while later, her nose pops back out of the book. She has an answer. There is a spell, that casts out a web of magic, seeking for a will-worker's perfect companion in the form of a magical animal. Within three days, the creature will arrive - intelligent, exceptionally hardy, magically linked for life, and absolutely loyal. She rushes around to get the spell ready in time for the next full moon (when the spell must be cast) and fires it off perfectly.
Three days later, she's feeling a bit worried, and a bit hopeful, and all of the windows in the house are open. There is a knock on the door. She is startled. There is another knock on the door, and she hurries to answer it.
"Oz! What are you doing here?"
"You called. I came."
"What? You mean, I mean, the spell? but that's not supposed to call a person. That's supposed to call a cute little furry animal, like a mouse or a cat or a dog or something."
Oz shrugged.
"Woof?"
BTVS fanfic: "Someone Familiar" (W/O)