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Parlour Games (Spike/Xander)
Title: Parlour Games
Author: baudown
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Disclaimer: I wish I owned them, but I don't
Written for: open_on_sunday
Word count: 100
Prompt : Vienna Teng (Song title: The Last Snowfall)
Author: baudown
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Disclaimer: I wish I owned them, but I don't
Written for: open_on_sunday
Word count: 100
Prompt : Vienna Teng (Song title: The Last Snowfall)
It was a party, with children, and cakes, and games. Someone counted to fifty, and they laughed and scurried away.
He hid in the drafty study, behind a pair of damask curtains. Outside, winter's last snow was falling. He stared, strangely mesmerized, forehead pressed to the windowpane. When the clock's chime finally roused him, nearly twenty minutes had passed.
No one had bothered to look for him. He hadn't been missed, at all.
"I was six," Spike remembers, forcing a shrug. "Silly, to think of it now."
Xander moves toward him, arms opening wide. "Found you," he whispers. "You're it."