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Perfect Day

Title: Perfect Day
Author: Brutti ma buoni
Word count: 490
Rating: PG
Prompt: Hay and Ham Sandwiches
Setting: the Rulesverse, my vast post-Chosen AU, in which Spike and Buffy ultimately marry and have kids (Annie and Rorie). This is very, very late Rulesverse, about 2020, though there's nothing in it that needs you to read the preceding 80000 words... Faith and Giles have their own disastrous picnic about now in the Rulesverse, so this is a companion piece.
Genre Fluff, in a grumpy way.

Look, it's not easy picknicking with vampires, okay? (A vampire. Not plural. We don't generally like to eat with multiple vampires, and the last time I tried eating with Angel and Spike in the same room I lost half the good china. So, just me and Spike and the girls. Vampire singular. Which describes Spike pretty well.)

But we like to try for normal, a little, sometimes. And Rorie's favourite books that month were the Famous Five, so she was on a picnic kick. She was at that age where they want to do everything like adults (except, not the ironing or putting out the garbage, or paying the bills. Just the fun stuff, like loading the washer and doing a little cookery at the cake-based end of the spectrum). So she made the food. Which, right away, you knew this wasn't going to be gourmet.

Annie was sulky in that preteen way that pretends to be above all those pathetic childish things they really enjoyed until three months ago. Spike and I were incredibly restrained about that. We knew it was going to be a long haul till college, and there's no sense in wasting ammunition on early skirmishes.

Then it rained. But that was okay, because we couldn't sit out anyway (see above: vampire, singular.) So the picnic was always going to be in the barn. Just, it might have been nice if Rorie hadn't picked the old barn, with the rusty machinery and the leaky roof. But there was hay, which was comfortable under the blankets and not in any way poking through the jeans, and Rorie had remembered the ice packs so the ginger beer (no, really: Famous Five a serious lifestyle choice right now) was cold and the blood was fresh.

The food was a little… as though made by a nine year old. The sandwiches were squished, very squished indeed. Some were two inches high, with lumps of ham hanging out the side. Others were barely a smear of butter and a scrap of meat, ragged cut with holes in the slices. There was cucumber, also squished. And cookies, unsquished, which we silently shared out to make sure everyone got at least something tasty.

I listened to the rain dripping onto some gross old farm machinery and to Rorie babbling about Kirrin Island and Timmy the dog (We are not getting a dog. We are strong. We will not break.). I watched Annie pretending to listen to her sister while sneaking one iPod earphone into her farther ear so she could imagine being far away from her family. I saw Spike, gloomily munching on one of the skinnier sandwiches, pausing to remove a small piece of hay which had sneaked into his un-nourishing meal. Then grinning at Rorie and offering to write her a Five Go to Sunnydale and Kill Evil Vampires sequel.

I love my family. Hay, ham sandwiches and all.


( 29 comments — Leave a comment )
May. 15th, 2011 06:52 pm (UTC)
I love it! Making the best of a bad job with Spike cheerfully embracing his inner (evil) Blyton. Great stuff!
May. 15th, 2011 08:19 pm (UTC)
Thanks! I'm almost tempted to write the thing, or make it a famdom project.
May. 15th, 2011 06:53 pm (UTC)
Aw, very sweet. I can never read enough family scenes, and Annie and Rorie seem like a cute mix of kids.
May. 15th, 2011 08:20 pm (UTC)
Thank you! Trying for utter normality with this one - what could be more exotic for Spike and Buffy?
May. 15th, 2011 06:58 pm (UTC)
Awww. This is darling. I'm usually not a fan of fic in first person, but you handle it very gracefully.

Is there really 80k of Rulesverse? WOO HOO!
May. 15th, 2011 08:22 pm (UTC)
Actually, it's now 96k, I forgot I'd filed some of it in the separate Spuffy Rulesverse series on AO3. See what you did?

I love this comm - you can just do the brief snippety things when you get the urge.
May. 15th, 2011 07:16 pm (UTC)
Aww, reminds me of many a family picnic (apart from the vampire part).

May. 15th, 2011 08:24 pm (UTC)
They seem so weird doing normal things, and yet so fundamentally normal under all the vampireness. Glad you enjoyed!
May. 15th, 2011 07:43 pm (UTC)
Famous Five a serious lifestyle choice right now

I remember those days. Sadly, ginger beer and scones weren't readily available in Pakistan. Fortunately potted tongue wasn't either.

May. 15th, 2011 08:25 pm (UTC)
Sadly, smugglers and uninhabited islands are a bit scarce in London too. Also potted tongue (I mean... what??? Why would anyone...?). Buffy's kids get all the breaks.
May. 15th, 2011 08:03 pm (UTC)
Hee!! Suddenly all the Enid Blyton I once read is coming back to me... I really want to read Spike's fic. :D
May. 15th, 2011 08:19 pm (UTC)
Hee!! Suddenly all the Enid Blyton I once read is coming back to me... (And I really want to read Spike's fic! :D )
May. 15th, 2011 08:29 pm (UTC)
*g* I'm seriously tempted to start a fandom project for Spike's fic. But I also don't really want to reread Enid Blyton, so very torn.
May. 15th, 2011 09:29 pm (UTC)
Aw. :)
May. 16th, 2011 06:17 pm (UTC)
Yep. *g*
May. 15th, 2011 09:35 pm (UTC)
And just the contrast we want to see for them - down the road when bad things are mostly in the past.
May. 16th, 2011 06:18 pm (UTC)
Oh, I'm sure there are bad things lurking. Just not today, and that's worth celebrating.
May. 15th, 2011 11:34 pm (UTC)
This made me smile so much, especially the Famous Five references!

May. 16th, 2011 06:19 pm (UTC)
*g* Thanks!
May. 15th, 2011 11:54 pm (UTC)
Just perfect reading for a Sunday night.

[and after having a good dinner!]
May. 16th, 2011 06:19 pm (UTC)
Thank you! Comfort reading, and shamelessly so.
May. 16th, 2011 02:11 pm (UTC)
Yay! Just lovely. And I liked this: Vampire singular. Which describes Spike pretty well.
May. 16th, 2011 06:19 pm (UTC)
Thanks! It could be his dictionary definition, I think.
May. 16th, 2011 03:31 pm (UTC)
Good lord! *choke* Buffy's gone completely native. Next thing you know, she'll be calling cookies "biscuits" or something. Her whole family is British despite what I'm sure were her best efforts. Blyton instead of Laura Ingalls Wilder. Butter on sandwiches. Ginger beer instead of root beer. It's time for an intervention. Haul the whole lot off to Disneyland!
May. 16th, 2011 06:32 pm (UTC)
In my head, Annie's wishing they were in CA (and they split their time, I think, though I don't have it fully sorted out). But Rorie's current cultural influences, definitely English. Not Scottish. Nuh-uh.

I still don't actually know what root beer is. Is that wrong?
May. 16th, 2011 08:41 pm (UTC)
Absolutely adorable. :)
May. 19th, 2011 08:56 pm (UTC)
Thanks! Glad you enjoyed this.
May. 19th, 2011 07:36 pm (UTC)
Very cute!

and I think I may have been on that picnic, baring the barn parts. LOL!
May. 19th, 2011 08:57 pm (UTC)
Hee! Very un-supernatural, isn't it? Just how Buffy likes it, I think.
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