Disclaimer: Same as always.
AN: This chapter is just me having a bit of fun, hope the rest of you enjoy it.
Memories from Dust
Chapter Four: Modern Conveniences
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The strangest thing about being a vampire is how much time changes, and you don't really notice until you look back on it. Cars are everywhere now, and I have a fake drivers license: but the first time I saw a car . . .
Spike and I were walking down a narrow dirt road, hoping to reach the next town before daylight.
Then came a strange, rattling, rumbling sound, and both of us turned to see to bright, blinding lights rapidly coming towards us.
Pulling Spike with me, I stepped of the road to let the demon of metal and wheels pass us by.
It didn't smell like a demon, that was what confused me. As a matter of fact, there was a bit of human smell lingering about it, but the rest of it smelled . . . non-living.
Curiosity overriding any caution, we ran after the wheeled demon.
I mentioned it was a dirt road? Well, the demon hit a pothole and veered off the road into the muddy grasses beside it. Then, surprising both Spike and I, a man stepped out, pulling goggles off his face and cursing angrily.
"D' you think he's tamed a demon?" Spike asked me quietly.
"He'd have to be pretty powerful." But I couldn't sense any power.
"What is it then?" Spike asked, loud enough for the man to hear him. Startled, the man jumped.
"Where did you two come from?" He asked, eyeing us nervously. Smart lad.
"Down that a ways." Spike said, gesturing down the road. "What have we got here?"
"It's a car." You could see the man was proud. "A model T ford."
I'd never heard of a model T Ford before. "Is it dead?"
"No, no it's not dead." He said with a laugh. "If you help we get it back on the road, I'll give you two a ride to the next town."
I didn't like being laughed at, but that too was overridden by curiosity. Thanks to vampire strength, Spike and I had soon put the car back on the road.
"Alright, get on in." The man said, opening the front door for us. "She can sit in the back." He said, but I was already happily perched on Spike's lap, so he just shrugged and started the car.
It started with a great deal of rumbling and groaning, and then a jerk as it moved forward and we were pushed back against the seat.
We flew along, faster and faster, over dips and hills, and I couldn't help screaming with delight.
"This is bloody amazing!" Spike yelled as the world flew by us. "We need to get one of these!"
The driver laughed again, clearly thinking we wouldn't be able to afford one.
All to soon (and long before daylight) we reached the next town, and the driver let us out. Spike and I were so excited about this car; we didn't even kill the driver.
The next man, however, wasn't so lucky, and that's how Spike and I got our first car.
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AN: This chapter is just me having a bit of fun, hope the rest of you enjoy it.
Memories from Dust
Chapter Four: Modern Conveniences
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The strangest thing about being a vampire is how much time changes, and you don't really notice until you look back on it. Cars are everywhere now, and I have a fake drivers license: but the first time I saw a car . . .
Spike and I were walking down a narrow dirt road, hoping to reach the next town before daylight.
Then came a strange, rattling, rumbling sound, and both of us turned to see to bright, blinding lights rapidly coming towards us.
Pulling Spike with me, I stepped of the road to let the demon of metal and wheels pass us by.
It didn't smell like a demon, that was what confused me. As a matter of fact, there was a bit of human smell lingering about it, but the rest of it smelled . . . non-living.
Curiosity overriding any caution, we ran after the wheeled demon.
I mentioned it was a dirt road? Well, the demon hit a pothole and veered off the road into the muddy grasses beside it. Then, surprising both Spike and I, a man stepped out, pulling goggles off his face and cursing angrily.
"D' you think he's tamed a demon?" Spike asked me quietly.
"He'd have to be pretty powerful." But I couldn't sense any power.
"What is it then?" Spike asked, loud enough for the man to hear him. Startled, the man jumped.
"Where did you two come from?" He asked, eyeing us nervously. Smart lad.
"Down that a ways." Spike said, gesturing down the road. "What have we got here?"
"It's a car." You could see the man was proud. "A model T ford."
I'd never heard of a model T Ford before. "Is it dead?"
"No, no it's not dead." He said with a laugh. "If you help we get it back on the road, I'll give you two a ride to the next town."
I didn't like being laughed at, but that too was overridden by curiosity. Thanks to vampire strength, Spike and I had soon put the car back on the road.
"Alright, get on in." The man said, opening the front door for us. "She can sit in the back." He said, but I was already happily perched on Spike's lap, so he just shrugged and started the car.
It started with a great deal of rumbling and groaning, and then a jerk as it moved forward and we were pushed back against the seat.
We flew along, faster and faster, over dips and hills, and I couldn't help screaming with delight.
"This is bloody amazing!" Spike yelled as the world flew by us. "We need to get one of these!"
The driver laughed again, clearly thinking we wouldn't be able to afford one.
All to soon (and long before daylight) we reached the next town, and the driver let us out. Spike and I were so excited about this car; we didn't even kill the driver.
The next man, however, wasn't so lucky, and that's how Spike and I got our first car.
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