Demon Charades
By Riley
Rating: - PG-15.
Genre: - Episode Related. Humour. Romance.
Pairings: - Jenny/Giles.
Disclaimer: - I do not own anything relating to Buffy the Vampire Slayer and I do not mean to infringe on any copyrights. I am not making any money from this. Any original ideas however are mine.
Note: - This is my take on the season 4 episode, "A New Man". It is from the perspective that Jenny is alive, married Giles, they moved to England when he got fired and had a daughter.
Jenny awoke to the sound of her daughter crying and the birds singing in the garden. Blinking sleep out of her eyes, she turned to see if Rupert was awake yet. Instead of her husband beside her in their bed, she saw a grotesque ram-like demon thing. Screaming, Jenny sprang out of bed and ran over to her daughter, quickly picking her up out of her cot.
At the sound of her scream, the demon awoke and clambered out of bed. Terrified, Jenny clutched her baby daughter to her and tried to inch her way towards the bedroom door. The demon boomed, "Arghurjs, hujeijnjif, grrrouqwoooum."
Opening the wardrobe with one hand, she pulled out a sword Rupert kept there for an emergency. Shaking, Jenny shouted, "Stay away from us. Get away from the door." And brandished the sword at the demon, while holding her daughter tightly to her with her other arm. "Rupert? Rupert?" Jenny shouted. "Rupert where are you?"
"Argeeruhkoi ijhiwjr rheiadj," the demon uttered, whilst flailing it's arms. It started to move towards her.
"Get back," Jenny shouted and thrust the sword at it. The demon jumped back. "What have you done to him? What have you done to my husband? Where is he?"
"Aeijghoio fhiolii ehifhrisweo."
Jenny couldn't understand a word of what the thing was saying. Great. What has it done with Rupert? How the hell did it get in here? And how do I get my daughter out of here? Jenny looked at the door, and then warily into the demon's eyes. There was something about those eyes. They seemed familiar. Almost pleading. She looked intently at the eyes, searching them. Oh God! It can't be! Can it?
"Rupert?" Jenny asked timidly. "Is that you?"
"Aeihihtgiteee." The demon started to get excited.
"Oh my God! It is you. How?" Jenny let the sword fall from her hand and onto the dressing table.
The demon moved towards her, and then seeing itself reflected in the mirror on the dressing table, it stopped. Eyes wide, it looked down at it's body. Stared at it's large demon arms and hands. It looked back up at her, mortified. They stood looking at each other without saying anything, letting their predicament sink in. The only sound the singing of the birds and the crying of their daughter. Snapping out of her shock, Jenny started to rock her daughter, shushing her cries.
She looked up at Rupert. "Okay. . .okay. . .nod for yes, shake your head for no. Rupert that is you right?" The demon nodded his head. "Oh God! How did this happen? This can't be happening!"
"Aritgjirhiij ihikjlo huhheriwod uhurhuujdksijkjllk. . ."
"Rupert I can't understand a word you're saying. I don't understand the language." Moving toward the door, she said, "Come on, let's go downstairs. Maybe I can find something in your books!" He moved aside for her and then followed her down the stairs.
She was putting their daughter in the downstairs cot when she heard the snapping of wood. Looking up, she saw that the banister had come off in his hand. She sighed as he looked at her sheepishly, or as sheepishly as she thought a demon could. "Just, don't touch anything. And it might be best if you stay away from Meadow while you're like that." Realising she had probably hurt his feelings, she added, "I'm sorry Rupert. It's just we don't know what kind of demon you are and. . ." she took a deep breath and her shoulders sagged. "I know you wouldn't deliberately hurt her. I just want to be on the safe side, okay?"
He nodded. She gathered some of his books together and placed them on the coffee table. Sitting on the sofa, she started to go through the old demon volumes. Her head jerked up from the book she was looking through when she heard a loud tearing sound. Rupert the demon had tried to sit down on the sofa opposite her, only with now having spikes on his back, he had torn the upholstery. She let out a deep breath and ran her fingers through her hair. "Here," she pushed a book over to him. "Do you think you can look through some of these without breaking them? The sooner we find out what happened and put it right, the better. I'd like to keep the rest of the house intact."
He picked up one of the books and opening it, pulled it in half. Jenny couldn't hold it together any longer, she broke down in hysterics. He wanted to go over to her and comfort her, but was afraid of upsetting her more.
She abruptly stopped and wiped the tears from her face. "I'm sorry. I just. . .this. . ." she broke off and took a deep breath. "Okay, breaking down isn't gonna make this better. You look through the book you've already torn and I'll look through the rest."
By Riley
Rating: - PG-15.
Genre: - Episode Related. Humour. Romance.
Pairings: - Jenny/Giles.
Disclaimer: - I do not own anything relating to Buffy the Vampire Slayer and I do not mean to infringe on any copyrights. I am not making any money from this. Any original ideas however are mine.
Note: - This is my take on the season 4 episode, "A New Man". It is from the perspective that Jenny is alive, married Giles, they moved to England when he got fired and had a daughter.
Jenny awoke to the sound of her daughter crying and the birds singing in the garden. Blinking sleep out of her eyes, she turned to see if Rupert was awake yet. Instead of her husband beside her in their bed, she saw a grotesque ram-like demon thing. Screaming, Jenny sprang out of bed and ran over to her daughter, quickly picking her up out of her cot.
At the sound of her scream, the demon awoke and clambered out of bed. Terrified, Jenny clutched her baby daughter to her and tried to inch her way towards the bedroom door. The demon boomed, "Arghurjs, hujeijnjif, grrrouqwoooum."
Opening the wardrobe with one hand, she pulled out a sword Rupert kept there for an emergency. Shaking, Jenny shouted, "Stay away from us. Get away from the door." And brandished the sword at the demon, while holding her daughter tightly to her with her other arm. "Rupert? Rupert?" Jenny shouted. "Rupert where are you?"
"Argeeruhkoi ijhiwjr rheiadj," the demon uttered, whilst flailing it's arms. It started to move towards her.
"Get back," Jenny shouted and thrust the sword at it. The demon jumped back. "What have you done to him? What have you done to my husband? Where is he?"
"Aeijghoio fhiolii ehifhrisweo."
Jenny couldn't understand a word of what the thing was saying. Great. What has it done with Rupert? How the hell did it get in here? And how do I get my daughter out of here? Jenny looked at the door, and then warily into the demon's eyes. There was something about those eyes. They seemed familiar. Almost pleading. She looked intently at the eyes, searching them. Oh God! It can't be! Can it?
"Rupert?" Jenny asked timidly. "Is that you?"
"Aeihihtgiteee." The demon started to get excited.
"Oh my God! It is you. How?" Jenny let the sword fall from her hand and onto the dressing table.
The demon moved towards her, and then seeing itself reflected in the mirror on the dressing table, it stopped. Eyes wide, it looked down at it's body. Stared at it's large demon arms and hands. It looked back up at her, mortified. They stood looking at each other without saying anything, letting their predicament sink in. The only sound the singing of the birds and the crying of their daughter. Snapping out of her shock, Jenny started to rock her daughter, shushing her cries.
She looked up at Rupert. "Okay. . .okay. . .nod for yes, shake your head for no. Rupert that is you right?" The demon nodded his head. "Oh God! How did this happen? This can't be happening!"
"Aritgjirhiij ihikjlo huhheriwod uhurhuujdksijkjllk. . ."
"Rupert I can't understand a word you're saying. I don't understand the language." Moving toward the door, she said, "Come on, let's go downstairs. Maybe I can find something in your books!" He moved aside for her and then followed her down the stairs.
She was putting their daughter in the downstairs cot when she heard the snapping of wood. Looking up, she saw that the banister had come off in his hand. She sighed as he looked at her sheepishly, or as sheepishly as she thought a demon could. "Just, don't touch anything. And it might be best if you stay away from Meadow while you're like that." Realising she had probably hurt his feelings, she added, "I'm sorry Rupert. It's just we don't know what kind of demon you are and. . ." she took a deep breath and her shoulders sagged. "I know you wouldn't deliberately hurt her. I just want to be on the safe side, okay?"
He nodded. She gathered some of his books together and placed them on the coffee table. Sitting on the sofa, she started to go through the old demon volumes. Her head jerked up from the book she was looking through when she heard a loud tearing sound. Rupert the demon had tried to sit down on the sofa opposite her, only with now having spikes on his back, he had torn the upholstery. She let out a deep breath and ran her fingers through her hair. "Here," she pushed a book over to him. "Do you think you can look through some of these without breaking them? The sooner we find out what happened and put it right, the better. I'd like to keep the rest of the house intact."
He picked up one of the books and opening it, pulled it in half. Jenny couldn't hold it together any longer, she broke down in hysterics. He wanted to go over to her and comfort her, but was afraid of upsetting her more.
She abruptly stopped and wiped the tears from her face. "I'm sorry. I just. . .this. . ." she broke off and took a deep breath. "Okay, breaking down isn't gonna make this better. You look through the book you've already torn and I'll look through the rest."