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Ficlet: Don't Say Anything

Title: Don't Say Anything
Author: Rebcake
Rating: R (for swearing and themes)
Word Count: 420
Prompt: 093: Bring Out Your Dead (Anya) (for still_grrr community)
Characters: Sheila, Anya
A/N: This is a ever-so-slightly expanded version of my original still_grrr post. It also might be the first time I've altered the canon. I think of it as something the comic books used to call an imaginary story. And, woo hoo, check it out, my first award nomination! At the Fang Fetish Awards! *looks skyward* Thank you whichever of you did this!

After Parent/Teacher Night, Sheila went right home. She stood swaying on the threshold for long enough that her mom finally looked up from the TV and said, “Christ, kid. You gonna stand there all night? Get in here and close the door, you’re letting the flies in.” Simple as that.

She didn’t miss the sun, or school, or any of that daytime shit. The things she’d always dug (tattooed boys, moonlight joy rides, sudden and unexpected mayhem) were even sweeter now. It all had a sharp focus she didn’t remember from before.

Sometimes she ran into Spike, bummed a cigarette and flirted a little, but he was kinda stuck up. He hinted around that she should be helping out her “sire” in her hour of need, but that wasn’t gonna happen. She was staying far away from that crazy bitch, with her freaky dolls and her freakier conversations with ... who knows what.

That Buffy chick was the only thing that harshed her buzz at all, but even she wasn’t as ever-present as that weasel Snyder had been. There were a coupla close calls with Little Miss Shiny Happy at The Alibi Room. She’d just snuck out the back, hoping Buffy wouldn’t turn around while Willy’s head bounced on the bar. The Bronze had never held much appeal, with all its jocks and cheerleaders and frat kids, out for whatever pale idea they had of a night on the town. She pretty much stuck to The Fish Tank now, even though they didn’t serve blood.

So it bugged her when that chick with the fancy handbag and fancier haircut came into the ’Tank and marched right over to Dooley and said, “Gimme a beer,” like she belonged there. Miss Clean and Bright then started in telling anybody who’d listen about what a badass she had been (for the last thousand years!), which was pretty funny. Sheila might’ve let the whole thing slide, but then Meat Pie looked up from the pinball machine and muttered, “Nice tits,” and that was it.

When the new girl went to the bathroom, Sheila followed her, and stood behind her while she checked her hair and lipstick in the mirror. When she began to make tsking noises about the state of the toilets, Sheila spoke up.

“If you can’t say something nice…”

The girl whirled around and gave a little yelp. Game on. Her fangs slid in, sweet as you please. It only took a minute until she was still.

“…don’t say anything at all.”



( 26 comments — Leave a comment )
Nov. 29th, 2008 11:21 am (UTC)
Eeek! You killed Anya!

Lovely ficlet, though. Have never read anything in Sheila's POV before, and this was just great.
Nov. 29th, 2008 11:30 am (UTC)
The prompt was to kill a deceased character a different way (or not, you know how these prompt things are). So I did. Mostly, I wanted to write Sheila, 'cos I love her, the poor little expendable. I had the first 1/2 written for awhile, but then the "kill Anya" prompt came along, so I had to figure out where they might intersect. The answer: beer!
Dec. 1st, 2008 04:37 pm (UTC)
Anya was determined to get that beer!

Aw, Sheila. *pets her* She's one of my favorite minor characters,and I'm glad to see a little more of her. Poor kid--seems like vampirism probably would be a step up for her. *lol* And I love that you got Meat Pie in there, too!

Dec. 1st, 2008 06:16 pm (UTC)
I find Sheila utterly endearing. Further evidence of a misspent youth, I suppose. I'm happy to have sent a CARE package of Sheila/Meat Pie your way. Hey! Pie! It's a theme!
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Dec. 9th, 2008 03:01 am (UTC)
Oooooooo! Thank you so much! I keep thinking my fic is a tad too oblique (hence, the taking some time to figure out), but I just love the little guys and the little moments. Well, I like the big (Bad) guys and the big moments, too, but I don't seem to write them as often. I means so much to get comments, because it means somebody (besides me) got it! ¡Yay!
Dec. 9th, 2008 08:28 am (UTC)
I loved your seasonal spuffy story, and surfed over to see if you had anything else new..

Sheila! I love it; it took me a few minutes to figure it out, but very clever! And Anya, too. Love it!

It occurred to me that it was probably in the email notification, which I still had in my inbox... :D

Dec. 9th, 2008 08:30 am (UTC)
Thanks for re-posting! You're a doll!
Dec. 11th, 2008 11:29 pm (UTC)
Dec. 11th, 2008 11:58 pm (UTC)
Back atcha! I'm was taken completely by surprise. Sure made my day (week?), though.
May. 10th, 2010 05:51 pm (UTC)
Just re-read this and still love it. I think the thing I like the most this time is that Sheila's mum didn't notice she was a vampire. In fact, she probably still hasn't noticed (and not because Sheila killed her). :)
May. 10th, 2010 06:16 pm (UTC)
Hee! I'm so glad you picked up on that! It's what I think, too! Happy Belated American Mother's Day! We're so perceptive, over here!
May. 10th, 2010 06:20 pm (UTC)
Oh dear! I should be saying that to you. We had our Mothers' Day two months ago.

Happy Belated Mothers' Day.
May. 10th, 2010 08:07 pm (UTC)
Thanks, sweetie! Somehow, I always feel more "mother-y" on the kid's birthday than on the all-purpose Mothers' Day.
May. 10th, 2010 05:52 pm (UTC)
I like this! Nice job using a very rare character here! But poor Anya...and really, poor Xander, now that I think about it...

May. 10th, 2010 06:20 pm (UTC)
Heh. I have every confidence in Xander's ability to find himself another nice demon girl. Not that they could ever hope to match Anya, of course...

Your icon is making me swoon with envy! Thanks for commenting!
May. 10th, 2010 06:34 pm (UTC)
This is fascinating.

But still...poor Anya!
May. 10th, 2010 08:00 pm (UTC)
Yes. Sunnydale is a dangerous town, and she wasn't used to needing defenses. It's a bummer going from top-of-the-heap Vengeance Demon to flunking math, but nobody deserves that. At least she got a last beer, though, eh?

Thanks for commenting!
May. 10th, 2010 08:25 pm (UTC)
Nice work - very good voice for someone we see so little of. And you just
Spike would behave like that to a vampire he'd sired!
May. 10th, 2010 10:35 pm (UTC)
Well, technically Dru sired Sheila. Spike just brought the take out home. ;-} I think he'd find taking responsibility for the idiots Dru leaves lying around less than charming, though.

I'm pleased you enjoyed Sheila's voice. When I was in school, there were loads like her. She makes me a little nostalgic...
May. 10th, 2010 10:53 pm (UTC)
This is excellent. Sheila would so see the bright side of being a vampire. I love her brief, not so shiny view of Spike and Drusilla.

Meat Pie's “Nice tits” sealing Anya's fate is terrible and terribly amusing.
May. 11th, 2010 04:38 am (UTC)
Sheila's pretty anti-authoritarian as a human. I can't imagine she'd be any more excited to follow orders as a vampire. She might think Spike is appealing, but his immunity to her charms makes it unlikely that she'd hang around much.

It is all Meat Pie's fault, isn't it! I knew that guy was trouble!

Thanks for the very interesting comments!
May. 11th, 2010 04:55 pm (UTC)
Ooh! I love it; what a perfect little twist.

There needs to be more Sheila-fic out there in the world!
May. 11th, 2010 06:13 pm (UTC)
There needs to be more Sheila-fic out there in the world!

Absolutely! Maybe she hooks up with Devon? Sees Xander dancing at the Fabulous Ladies Night Club in Oxnard (where's she's fled to avoid the Slayer)? So many choices...

I'm so happy you liked it! I don't like to mess with canon too much, but my love for the rare character (Sheila, FTW!) helped me to overcome my aversion. Heh. Thanks for commenting, darling!
May. 11th, 2010 09:04 pm (UTC)
Oh. You killed Anya?! *sobs*

Great ficlet. I don't remember reading a fic about Sheila.
May. 12th, 2010 02:03 am (UTC)
It's only an "imaginary story", sweetie! Don't cry!

I don't know if I ever saw another Sheila fic, either, more's the pity. She's my favorite expendable. Thanks for commenting!
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May. 12th, 2010 02:06 am (UTC)
*hands you a tissue* There, there. This way, dear Anya gets a final beer and doesn't have to go through all the indignities of the next few years. It doesn't really help, does it? *grabs my own tissue*

I'm pleased you were moved to comment, though!
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