Serenity Jacket

This is the jacket I wore to the Chinese wedding last weekend. It was worn by an extra named the Proper Chinese Lady in the film, but she wound up on the cutting room floor, I think. If you read the script in the Serenity Visual Companion, you'll see that she was supposed to have one line in the crowd scene on Beaumonde.

Fic! Line of Scrimmage

Well, sort of. More like Fic Lite.

In the Writing Ensembles panel at WriterCon, we were assigned one of two exercises. I like writing dialogue, so I wrote a bit of nonsense during the time of the panel and then finished it on the flight home. (Writing with a pen, even. Who knew I could still do that??) And since it's the only thing I've managed to write since last January, here she be. Also--yay!--I get to use this nifty icon by eyesthatslay.

::smooches:: to sunnyd_lite for the beta and the improved Xanderspeak.

Title: Line of Scrimmage
Setting: BtVS, Season 2ish
Word count: 1,148
Rating: G for goop.
Warning: This is really quite silly and not a little pointless.
Disclaimer: Joss likes fanfic. He said so.

“I say we pop it.”

“We can’t do that, Buffy.” Xander gestured towards the item in question on the library table. “It's a football, not a pimple, and it’s the last one the team has left. And there’s still a full second half left to play.”

“And the bad there is…?”

Cordelia rolled her eyes. “The bad there is that we were saving our best cheer for the second half and we haven’t even done the pyramid yet. No one gets to leave until they’ve seen our pyramid!”

( Gooey bits under the cut. )