Oh, this was delightful! So much humor within the day-to-day reality of post-Shanshu life. Very creative back story for the wee Arbor Day Tree drabble. :-)
Fav funny bits included:
What was that? Spike leaned in closer to the mirror, turning his head to the right and staring at the edge of his left eye. He squinted, then widened his eye. Was that a wrinkle? It definitely looked like a crease of some ki—
Great opening. *g*
“Oi!” Spike called, startling the girl. She jumped, splashing her feet as the hose slipped. Up close, she looked even younger than he had previously thought—no older than the Bit, if that. “This what I think it is?”
Hahaha!
but I need to know which script we’re going with. Is this a pity call, or a buck up call, or something else?”
*g* Sooo Willow.
Yay, Remix! In honor of it, my solitary Spuffy icon. :D
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Fav funny bits included:
What was that? Spike leaned in closer to the mirror, turning his head to the right and staring at the edge of his left eye. He squinted, then widened his eye. Was that a wrinkle? It definitely looked like a crease of some ki—
Great opening. *g*
“Oi!” Spike called, startling the girl. She jumped, splashing her feet as the hose slipped. Up close, she looked even younger than he had previously thought—no older than the Bit, if that. “This what I think it is?”
Hahaha!
but I need to know which script we’re going with. Is this a pity call, or a buck up call, or something else?”
*g* Sooo Willow.
Yay, Remix! In honor of it, my solitary Spuffy icon. :D