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[REPOST] Stargate SG-1 fic: Plans Change

Sam’s Christmas plans change unexpectedly. But that can be a good thing. A Christmas fic.
This story is being reposted from 2010 as part of this endeavor. It’s one of the very first stories I ever wrote which means the spelling, grammar, and punctuation were horrible. It’s been edited for the above and for clarity. See the original here.
4955 words | [PG]


Plans change. Sam knew the statistical probability of never having plans change was… really high. She didn’t much feel like doing the math at the moment, though. She just knew from personal experience that her chances were higher than most.

She sat on the edge of her bed, staring at her ticket to California, a half-packed duffel at her feet. “Figures. My first Christmas off in forever.” She fell back with a sigh.

It really didn’t surprise her much when her dad contacted the SGC to say he wouldn’t be coming. It’s not like the Tok’ra celebrated Earth holidays, and there were more important things going on than Christmas dinner. Sam could accept that her dad was now some alien-hybrid superhero off making the galaxy safer for everyone. Really, she understood why her father stood her up… again. But she didn’t relish having to explain it to her brother. Without actually explaining everything.

But that ended up not being a problem. She had been halfway through packing her bag when the phone rang.

“Carter.”

“Wow, is that really how you answer your phone?”

A smile spread across her face at the sound of her brother’s voice. “Hey, Mark. I’m almost packed, and my flight leaves at 1300 hours. That’s one this afternoon-”

“Yeah,” he said slowly, “that’s what I was calling about.” Read more…

[REPOST] Firefly fic: Cap’n Scrooge

This story is being reposted from 2008 as part of this endeavor. It’s one of the very first stories I ever wrote which means the spelling, grammar, and punctuation were horrible. It’s been lightly edited for the above and for clarity. See the original here.

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Christmas on board Serenity.
200 words | [G]


Despite Mal’s insistent protests that Serenity wasn’t a democracy, the crew voted six to two in favor of celebrating Christmas. Jayne was Mal’s lone support— grumbling something about wasting money on people he barely liked before skulking off to his room.

Two days later, as Kaylee and Shepard Book tried their best to decorate the common room with some twinkly lights and gaudy baubles they picked up at port the day before, Jayne strode in with several horribly wrapped packages and dumped them on the floor at the foot of the tiny flocked tree.

“Maybe I like y’all a bit,” he said with a smirk.

“Hmph,” Mal scoffed from the corner.

“Don’t be such a Scrooge, Cap’n,” Kaylee said.

That night, Mal slipped into the common room as quietly as he could. Carefully, he laid out eight small boxes covered in brown paper and tied with twine. He arranged them neatly with the other gifts around the little tree then leaned back on his heels with a sigh.

Suddenly, the lights came on. “Ha,” Kaylee hollered, “we caught you Cap’n.”

Mal’s face flushed. “We’ll y’all are family,” he mumbled.

“I knew you couldn’t resist,” whispered Kaylee as she hugged him.

[REPOST] Angel fic: It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas

This story is being reposted from 2014 as part of this endeavor. It’s been lightly edited for spelling, punctuation, grammar and for clarity. See the original here.

ang_christmasIt’s the first Christmas for Angel Investigations, but Angel isn’t really in the mood. Too bad Cordelia has other plans. Set in season one sometimes after Doyle died.
1550 words | [PG]


“What’s all this?” Angel asked, pushing aside the cage door of the elevator.

Cordelia balanced on a chair, a string of brightly colored lights in her hand. She smiled down at him. “It’s Christmas, silly.”

“Yeah, but what are you doing?”

“What does it look like?”

Angel crossed his arms. “It looks like you’re decorating my office with Christmas lights.”

“Ding, ding. Ten points for the vampire with the grasp of the obvious.”

Wesley came in before Angel could retort, lights twisted around both arms and his neck. He held out the strand, apparently looking for the ends. “I think these things came straight from Hell to torment me. Who put these away last year?”

They both glanced at Angel. “I don’t do Christmas. Take them down.” Read more…

[REPOST] Buffy fic: All I Want for Christmas is You

This story is being reposted from 2014 as part of this endeavor. It’s been lightly edited for spelling, punctuation, grammar and for clarity. See the original here.

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Set in season six. Buffy’s back from the dead and still having a hard time dealing with life; Christmas is almost more than she can handle. While her friends take a break from the chaos that is their lives, Buffy sneaks out, only to find Spike doing his stalker routine. But things aren’t always as bad as they seem, and neither is Spike.
1315 words | [PG]


The door clicked softly behind Buffy. She pulled her sweater tighter around her as she sat on the back steps, her breath hanging in the cool December air. From inside, she could hear her friends singing carols, buzzed on too much spiked eggnog. She leaned her head into her hands; everything was so hard.

After a moment, she took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. “What do you want, Spike?”

Spike chuckled. “You always seem to know where I am, love.”

“I could smell the smoke.”

“Oh.” He looked at his cigarette then dropped it, squashing it with his foot.

“Spike, I’m really not in the mood.”

“Not up with the holiday cheer then?”

“Go home.” Buffy ran her hands through her hair.

Spike came over to the porch. “No.”

“Spike, please-”

“No.” He sat down next to her. “You need some cheerin’ up.” Read more…

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