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Ficlet: Souvenir

Title: Souvenir
Rating: R (for bodily fluids)
Word Count: 290
Prompt: 069 - Band Candy (for the [info]still_grrr community)
Character: Joyce



Joyce started the dishwasher and wiped her hands as she surveyed the kitchen. Spic and span. She looked over the dining room, Everything was properly stowed. She peeked into the living room, and sighed at the rumpled afghan heaped on the couch and the lone water glass leaving a ring on the coffee table. She folded the blanket, put it away, and wiped up the ring, which, on further inspection, didn’t seem too bad. “That’s a blessing,” she thought.

It was Friday. Buffy had called out as she left the house, “Patrol, Bronze, mini-patrol. Don’t wait up!” Joyce poured herself a finger of the good scotch and rummaged around for the new Artweek before heading up the stairs. A bath might be nice.

She went into her closet: “Just to grab my robe,” as she always told herself on Friday nights. As always, the robe remained on its hook inside the door. There, behind the wool coats that were only worn during a couple of weeks in February, was another coat, even more impractical.

She had briefly considered returning it to the shop, really she had. Instead, she’d just added the cost to the anonymous money order she’d sent to cover the broken window. But really, returning it had always been out of the question. She couldn’t, not with the little tear under the arm, where she’d stretched herself too far over the hood of the police car. Not with the tiny dot of melted chocolate, just there. Or with the stains that were smeared across the back, inside, above the hem. Those wouldn’t come out, and there was no washing it anyway, not with those ridiculous feathers everywhere. Joyce shivered, and smiled happily. Friday nights were sort of fun.

Comments

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slaymesoftly
Feb. 27th, 2010 01:39 am (UTC)
Hee!
rebcake
Feb. 27th, 2010 03:04 am (UTC)
Moms can have a rich inner life, too!
duh_i_read
Feb. 27th, 2010 02:17 am (UTC)
*points to icon*
I don't know if I've said this yet, but this is one of the very first Joyce stories I ever read, and is totally one of favorites.
rebcake
Feb. 27th, 2010 03:08 am (UTC)
Re: *points to icon*
Gawrsh! I'm so pleased, 'cos I never think that Joyce gets enough love! For more Joyce stories, go to matrithon and click on the "Joyce" tag. You won't regret it.
dampersnspoons
Feb. 27th, 2010 03:17 am (UTC)
My simle just grew in that last paragraph. You did a fine job with the hum drum and keeping her voice, only to surprise us with her dirty side. Love it!
rebcake
Feb. 27th, 2010 05:17 am (UTC)
Heh. She's a sly one. Disturbing though it might be to the kiddies, every mom has her dirty side. Joyce's last scene in the show (when she's alive) is torturing Buffy by claiming that she can't remember where she left her bra on her date. Heh. I always liked her...
seraphcelene
Feb. 27th, 2010 03:22 am (UTC)
LOL! OMG, she kept the coat. Of course, she kept the coat. Love it.
rebcake
Feb. 27th, 2010 05:19 am (UTC)
She had to keep the coat, even if she couldn't wear it in public. Ever. But alone in her room...
angearia
Feb. 27th, 2010 03:58 am (UTC)
Love it. Oh, Joyce, you naughty girl.
rebcake
Feb. 27th, 2010 05:23 am (UTC)
I believe she might also be behind that reamer in the utensil drawer...
kerkevik
Feb. 27th, 2010 03:42 pm (UTC)
Hi,

just saw the link @ petzepellegrino's lj recs and, now that I'm on lj, thought I'd leave a little love here (I believe I left a comment elsewhere as well at the time, but well... I'm here now).

I think it's just lovely that Joyce got some pleasure from remembering that time with Giles. I like to think, completely in fantasy-land, of Buffy; or maybe even Dawnie, finding a diary entry; maybe an unfinished letter, and passing it on to Rupert, so that he knew he'd given their mum some happiness.

Thanks for writing this,

Still under Willow & Tara's spell,
Ray.
rebcake
Feb. 27th, 2010 08:48 pm (UTC)
Thanks for commenting again, Ray. So generous of you.

I do think it was odd that two mature adults couldn't have faced their indiscretion directly (and perhaps tried for a bit more). The great advantage of middle age is one isn't so embarrassed about anything and everything anymore.

The most convincing argument I've read was that Giles didn't feel right about getting involved with Joyce, because he was very likely to be responsible for her daughter's death, at some point. Still, I can't help but think that Joyce and Giles could've used the company of another adult through all the coming travails.
kerkevik
Feb. 28th, 2010 04:14 pm (UTC)
Well, it was a teen show at heart... and us middle-aged types having sex? A little icky, you know, 'cuz we're like... old, and stuff :-)

well worth commenting twice. It's just a shame I haven't had the time to hunt down some truly re-worthy fics; amongst which would have been this one.

Still under Willow & Tara's spell,
Ray.

D'ya know? i was typing this, and I had the strongest image of a slightly tipsy Joyce 'confessing' to a 'really-want-to-be-elsewhere Tara :-) Now then, if you can do anything with that 'lil plot bunny, consider it a thank you gift.
zanthinegirl
Feb. 27th, 2010 07:54 pm (UTC)
Perfect!

There really should be more Joyce fic. I miss her!
rebcake
Feb. 27th, 2010 08:51 pm (UTC)
Yes to more Joyce!fic! There are some good ones out there. I'll have to start a rec list at some point. I'm glad you liked this one.
manoah
Feb. 27th, 2010 10:17 pm (UTC)
Mom's need love too! Very nice.
rebcake
Feb. 27th, 2010 11:32 pm (UTC)
Yes, they do. Naughty fun, even. Thanks for commenting!
riccadonna
Feb. 27th, 2010 11:09 pm (UTC)
Oh, how I miss Joyce!
And apparently, I missed this too...
rebcake
Feb. 27th, 2010 11:42 pm (UTC)
I'm not surprised you missed it. This might be the 2nd fic I ever wrote. Even I had almost forgotten it.
sentine
Feb. 28th, 2010 01:12 am (UTC)
Ah, Joyce's secret life! I love it :)
rebcake
Feb. 28th, 2010 07:40 am (UTC)
I'm sure that there was lots to her we never saw. And a woman has needs, even if one of them is for feathery fripperies. That's what you meant, right? Heh.
treadingthedark
Feb. 17th, 2011 02:53 pm (UTC)
Excellent.
rebcake
Feb. 17th, 2011 03:56 pm (UTC)
Thanks!
hello_spikey
Feb. 17th, 2011 03:07 pm (UTC)
woo! Quietly hot.

:)
rebcake
Feb. 17th, 2011 03:57 pm (UTC)
Not unlike the lady herself, then? Heh. Thanks, sweetie!
mwrgana_muse
Feb. 21st, 2011 01:39 pm (UTC)
I loved this. Agreed that Joyce should have had lots more 'fun' and she and Giles should have had more together.

And who wouldn't keep that coat *G*?

(I should really try to gather my recent but all-but-forgotten thoughts about a Joyce story and get it written. I vaguely remember that it was quite good; perhaps this will kick me into gear and get it done.)
rebcake
Feb. 22nd, 2011 06:07 am (UTC)
Thanks for commenting, sweetie! I'd love to see your Joyce fic!
shapinglight
Jul. 13th, 2015 05:33 pm (UTC)
Ooh, love it! I can imagine Joyce being nostalgic on the sly.
rebcake
Jul. 13th, 2015 07:46 pm (UTC)
How could she not be? That Giles is pretty memorable!
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