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Father Drabbles For open_on_sunday 6/19/05 - #4-6

Challenge #117

This week's challenge, as suggested by zandra_x, is... Fathers.

Amazing! 300 more words managed. Hope you enjoy, and thanks so much for the kind words on the first three. Cross posted to open_on_sunday and my regular journal.

BtVS – AU Futurefic – Xander

4. Love Breaks the Cycle

Xander never truly understood the depth of love and commitment for another. Not when he’d contemplated running out on his marriage. Not when he’d come back and joyously declared his vows to Anya in front of friends and family.

Watching his teenaged son come through the door, sporting yet another black eye courtesy of the high school jock, Xander determines to do better by his son than his derelict father did for him.

“Anya, I think it’s time Alex takes his Aunt Buffy up on her offer for self defense lessons. Our boy is not gonna be anyone’s butt monkey.”

AtS – AU Futurefic – Wesley/Lilah

5. Fatherhood

Wesley remembers the day he became a father with perfect clarity. Lilah stormed into his office dragging a recalcitrant little boy with stormy gray eyes and a suitcase. Within five minutes of her leaving, Damian uprooted a ficus, tossed the cushions from the couches, and emptied dozens of files on the floor.

Raising the child alone isn’t easy, as the boy’s temperament is hellacious, but Wes does the best he can. Two years later, seven year old Damian hands him a grubby, sparkle laden card. “Happy Father’s Day, Daddy.”

A smile in his heart, Wes gives silent thanks to Lilah.

BtVS – AU Futurefic – Spike/Buffy

6. Halloween

“Well, isn’t that… neat?” Spike is entranced. Once again, Buffy’s managed to come up with the perfect costumes for their children. Five year old Will is dressed in red – a little devil – complete with horns, tail and pitchfork. Three year old Annie Joyce is a fluffy white sheep, complete with harness to keep her safe.

Buffy is a vision in white chiffon and feathered wings; greeting the trick-or-treaters at the door

“Now, this is an angel I can love,” he winks, planting a kiss on her cheek as he whisks the children out the door for an evening of fun.

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