Still Grrr

Two drabbles featuring the incomparable Warren Meers.

Title: Metamorphosis
Author: cmk418
Word Count: 300
Characters: Kennedy, Willow, Warren
Rating: PG-13
Prompt 111: Favorite Baddie
A/N: Takes place during "The Killer in Me". Originally written for open_on_sunday


“I think… you should… know,” said Kennedy, moving in.

Feels so good, so right. Her lips are so soft.

Her body feels so good, the way her breasts brush up against mine.

Never stop. Never stop kissing me. Never stop touching me.

I want this. I want you.

I’ve forgotten what this feels like. I’ve forgotten.

You’ve driven the memory of her away and I’ve helped.

Helped with my lips and tongue, helped with my hands over your body.

I hate myself, and yet I can’t bring myself to stop.

Coming up for air, I whispered, “Well, that was nice.”

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Kennedy freaked out a bit after the kiss. Wasn’t that what I was supposed to do?

I mean I’m the one with the relationship issues here.

And she started it. So why is she staring at me like I’ve grown a second head or something?

As far as kisses go, it wasn’t awful, was it?

And why does my voice sound weird?

I looked in the mirror and Warren stared back.

I opened my mouth to say, “That’s the man that murdered Tara” and what actually came out from Warren’s voice were the words “It’s the man that I killed.”

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Willow droned on and on and I let her. It was definitely fun watching these fucking do-gooders wig out over her appearance.

Until Buffy hit me.

I should have killed that bitch when I had the chance.

They’ve figured it out now. Willow’s in my body. Still trying to peel away my skin to make her world right again.

Not going to happen if I can help it.

Andrew is there. How he’s fallen in with them, I don’t know, but he seems so happy to see me that it’ll be easy to win him over.

When I come back.




Title: If Honey Had A Voice
Author: cmk418
Rating: PG
Characters: Warren + 2 others (I want it to be a surprise)
Prompt: 111 - Favorite Baddie
Word Count: 100
A/N: Set between BtVS Seasons 5 & 6. Originally written for open_on_sunday


“It’s a beautiful night.”

The problem with the ‘bots wasn’t the technology or the work itself, thought Warren, as he worked the blonde’s vocal controls. The problem was the clients.

“Are we getting closer?”

“Still not right.”

“What are you looking for?”

“Slow and sweet. Like if honey had a voice.”

Warren rolled his eyes and tapped a couple of keys. “This would be easier if you had her voice on tape.”

“It’s a beautiful night.”

“A notch lower and try the other phrase.” The client closed his eyes.

“Hello, Lindsey.”

Eyes still closed, Lindsey smiled and responded, “Hello, Darla.”