“Spike!” Buffy caught a kick, flipping the vamp on its back.
Xander held up a cross and looked around. “What?! Where’s Spike?”
“You nincompoop,” Willow slapped Xander’s head, “get her the stake.”
He looked at Willow. “Um. Ow! Was that necessary?”
“Well,” Willow nodded, “I think it was.”
Buffy dodged a punch. “Could you two deal with this later? In case you haven’t noticed, I’m kind of in a fight here.”
“Told you,” Willow murmured.
Xander grabbed the stake, gave a sideways look at Willow, and tossed it to Buffy. “Oops…”
Buffy vaulted over a nearby gravestone. “What do you mean “Oops”?”
“It sort of went in that bush,” Xander chuckled.
“Berry!” Willow shouted.
“You know…oomph! I can’t…bury this thing!”
“The berry bush,” Willow gestured. “Oh! Hey! Use the berries!”
Both Buffy and Xander stared at her. “What?”
“They’re blackberries!” She smiled proudly.
“Wow, Willow,” Xander rolled his eyes, “can I just say how not helpful that is. You want her to dust a vamp with fruit.”
Willow glared at Xander. “Buffy! The blackberries! Trust me!”
Buffy somersaulted over to the bushes, grabbed a handful of vines, and shrugged. “They do have thorns.” She jammed them into the vampire’s chest. He looked confused then lunged at her. “Well,” she punched him, “it was worth a try.”
“I can’t believe you two made it through sophomore year,” Willow snuck over to the blackberry bush, held up a vine, and pointed. “I meant the wooden posts. They hold up the vines.”
“Oh, right,” Buffy ran over and yanked a post from the ground, “I knew that.” She turned just as the vamp attacked, driving the splintered wood through his heart.
Willow coughed. “Ugh,” she waved her hands, “do they have to do that? They’re so…dusty.”
Buffy smiled. “Beats cleaning up goopy goodness!” She drew her eyebrows together. “That did not sound right.” They started out of the cemetery. “So, who’s up for pizza?”
Willow smiled. “Ooh, me!”
Xander stopped walking. “Do you have to ask?”
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Week 2 Prompt: Thorn
Genre: Fan Fiction *
* This was RIDICULOUSLY difficult as I’ve never written or read any fan fiction. But it’s fun to step out of one’s comfort zone every so often.