Title: No More Shortcuts!
Author: Nopporn Wongrassamee aka the Evil Author
EMail Address: EvilAuthor@aol.com
Archive: Anywhere and everywhere. Just tell me if you do.
Spoilers: Anything goes
Summary: It's a (sortof) crossover.
Disclaimer: All characters and references belong to their
owners who I'm too lazy to look up. Oh yeah, I'm not making
any money off this.
"No."
"Oh, c'mon," the driver, a blond, cajoled. "I know a great
shortcut. It'll get us there in no time."
"No. No more shortcuts!" the unkempt guy exclaimed. "No more
out of the way roads! They never go where you say they do,
anyway. We just get lost and run into whatever local nasty
is haunting the place!"
"Uh, isn't that the point?" the red head asked.
"Not this time! This time, we stick the highways and main
roads all the way." He glared at the others, almost daring
them to disagree. "We're on our way to have fun, and by golly,
I mean to have it!"
"Okay, okay, we'll do it your way," the driver relented. He
glanced out the window at the setting sun. "It's getting late.
We're going to need to find a place to stay."
"Way ahead of you. I've got the place all picked out." He
displayed the map triumphantly. "In advance no less!"
"Guys, I think he's got us this time," the driver said to the
others.
"Yeah, no mysteries," sighed the girl with the glasses. "Okay,
Shaggy, what's the name this place?"
"Just a nice normal little town, Velma," Shaggy answered,
grinning triumphantly, "called Sunnydale."
Author: Nopporn Wongrassamee aka the Evil Author
EMail Address: EvilAuthor@aol.com
Archive: Anywhere and everywhere. Just tell me if you do.
Spoilers: Anything goes
Summary: It's a (sortof) crossover.
Disclaimer: All characters and references belong to their
owners who I'm too lazy to look up. Oh yeah, I'm not making
any money off this.
"No."
"Oh, c'mon," the driver, a blond, cajoled. "I know a great
shortcut. It'll get us there in no time."
"No. No more shortcuts!" the unkempt guy exclaimed. "No more
out of the way roads! They never go where you say they do,
anyway. We just get lost and run into whatever local nasty
is haunting the place!"
"Uh, isn't that the point?" the red head asked.
"Not this time! This time, we stick the highways and main
roads all the way." He glared at the others, almost daring
them to disagree. "We're on our way to have fun, and by golly,
I mean to have it!"
"Okay, okay, we'll do it your way," the driver relented. He
glanced out the window at the setting sun. "It's getting late.
We're going to need to find a place to stay."
"Way ahead of you. I've got the place all picked out." He
displayed the map triumphantly. "In advance no less!"
"Guys, I think he's got us this time," the driver said to the
others.
"Yeah, no mysteries," sighed the girl with the glasses. "Okay,
Shaggy, what's the name this place?"
"Just a nice normal little town, Velma," Shaggy answered,
grinning triumphantly, "called Sunnydale."