Greek Tragedy
Title: Greek Tragedy. 100 word drabble, AtS S2 "Over the Rainbow", no pairing, rating G.
Greek Tragedy
The convertible roared through the portal and landed in a sunny glade.
“The sun!” Angel yelled. “Daylight! Quick, hand me a blanket or I’m gonna catch on fire!”
Wesley fumbled for a blanket but was too slow. By the time that he had found one Angel was already ablaze. The blanket caught fire and, despite Wesley and Gunn’s efforts to beat out the flames, in thirty seconds Angel was nothing but ashes.
“Ooops!” Lorne said. He cocked his head and listened. “Bouzouki music. And I can smell ouzo. We’ve made a small mistake, guys. This isn’t Pylea. This is Piraeus.”
Greek Tragedy
The convertible roared through the portal and landed in a sunny glade.
“The sun!” Angel yelled. “Daylight! Quick, hand me a blanket or I’m gonna catch on fire!”
Wesley fumbled for a blanket but was too slow. By the time that he had found one Angel was already ablaze. The blanket caught fire and, despite Wesley and Gunn’s efforts to beat out the flames, in thirty seconds Angel was nothing but ashes.
“Ooops!” Lorne said. He cocked his head and listened. “Bouzouki music. And I can smell ouzo. We’ve made a small mistake, guys. This isn’t Pylea. This is Piraeus.”