Sunday Drabble Challenge 101
In honor of the Oscars tonight, the challenge, and I do believe our lovely Zilly came up with it is:
AWARD
BtVS – Season 3 – Pre-Anne – Joyce/Buffy
1. World's Best Mother
It's been months since her daughter left without a single word, nor a call… nothing to let her know if her baby is alive and well. The silence in the house is deafening and Joyce finds she needs to keep busy to hold onto her sanity.
She comes across a box in the attic with artwork from Buffy's childhood and smiles as she looks at each piece until…
It's slightly yellowed and torn, fingerprints smudging the childish writing: World's Best Mom – 1987 – Joyce Sumers sprinkled with pink glitter.
She clutches the award to her chest and sobs, wracked with guilt.
BtVS – Season 3 – The Prom – Buffy
2. Why She Fights
Tipping a ladle full of punch into a paper cup, Buffy hears her name called onstage. Jonathan is talking about an award and then launches into a recitation of some of the weirdness that's happened in the high school over the past four years.
Jonathan holds out the sparkly Class Protector umbrella award and Buffy's breath hitches. It's all she can do to keep from bursting out with her best Sally Field impersonation. "They like me! They really like me!" She holds it all in, however, and her broad smile says it all. This is why she slays… for them.
BtVS – Season 5 – Post The Gift – Giles, Xander
3. Watcher of the Year
"Those bastards." Xander can't help the words as they burst from his mouth. "Evil. They're just the most evil evil I've ever come across, Willow… and that says a lot for a kid living on the Hellmouth."
"Should we get Spike for this? You know, what with the potential undressing of the guy kind?"
"Nah, he's still pretty trashed from his fall… and everything. No de-clothing necessary. Just help me get him into bed."
Xander tries to remove the paper from Giles' clenched fist, conceding the corner to the man's unrelenting grasp.
Most Successful Watcher
Term: September 1996 – May 2001
BtVS – Pre-Series – Spike/Drusilla
4. Lights, Cameras, Action
Academy Awards night at The Santa Monica Civic Auditorium in 1960, and Drusilla insists on turning Bob Hope. "He's so funny, my dear Spike. He can keep us entertained when we're stuck inside because of the nasty sun.
Spike knows the idea is daft, but he can't refuse his ripe, wicked plum anything. They dress to blend in – tux and ball gown – and manage to gain entrance by eating a pair of security guards just before the ceremony commences.
They wait quietly in the wings as the guests make their way backstage, and snack on the winners of technical awards.