Title
Rating
Word Count
Characters
A/NStick Shift Days Are Over
G
151
Darla/Anya
All
ladyofthelog 's fault
Darla stared, dumbfounded, at the monstrosity under the car porch.
"What the fuck is that?"
"It's a Volvo," Anya explained patiently. "It's what lesbians drive."
Darla considered her reply to that. "I don't think that's actually a rule," she finally said.
"Well it should be," insisted Anya. "How else will people know we're a couple? I'm getting tired of people thinking I'm not Connor's Other Mom."
"And you think a Volvo is going to fix that?"
"Of course not," said Anya. "We have to wear flannel too."
Darla pursed her lips. "I didn't survive Puritanism, four centuries as a Master Vampire, death, resurrection, a mystical pregnancy, and a shanshu," she paused for breath, "just so I can go around looking like a garage-band drummer from Seattle."
"Being a lipstick lesbian is also acceptable," Anya assured her, "as long as we attend Ani DiFranco concerts."
The Volvo went back to the dealership.