Ficlet - Fer Phun
Feb. 17th, 2005 11:13 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
In light of recent revelations on the Angel Season 5 DVD that (duh!) there is history between Angel and Spike of a sexual nature (from Joss himself)... I give you: Spike, Buffy and Angel if they were Native American Indians. So no one calls out the PC Police, my heritage is Choctaw Indian (my grandmother is 1/2), so don't get pissy.
Princess Ninety-Nine Wampum (She always under Buck)
Moon Hair looked across ceremony fire at the pretty squaw sharpening arrowheads for the warriors to hunt with. Ninety-Nine Wampum was pretty, and small like bird. She had hair the color of fresh honey. She had mouth like Mother Blue Jay - always scolding and squawking. Moon Hair did not care. Moon Hair want to tame the Princess.
Moon Hair drop the bear meat he was eating and walk around fire and grab Princess by hair. He tried to drag her to his wigwam to pleasure himself. He forget Princess is strong like Brother Bear, and fierce like Brother Wolf. He did not know she had talons like Father Eagle. He like the idea of bedding a fellow warrior. Moon Hair didn't like to think about that too much. Too many times he sit alone in his wigwam wanting Chief Warrior Stone Head to come to him. Teach him new wrestling moves to make him stronger. No. He think about Ninety-Nine Wampum tonight.
She is not wanting to bed him. She scratch at him like mighty Badger. She howl at him like Puma. Moon Hair flares nostrils and smells her. She DOES want to bed him. Moon Hair smirks and crushes Ninety-Nine Wampum to his chest. She makes noises like newborn cat. He lift her over shoulder and carry her into his tent. He now sees her fighting is for the tribe to think she is not deserving of cast out. Moon Hair throws her on a pile of skins.
He takes off his loin-cloth. He flexes in a warrior pose to show his strength to the Princess. She hisses at him, yet she take off her dress. He comes to her and settles between her legs. He feel the laces of her deerskin boots against his flesh. He tries to not think of Stone Head, who caught the deer to make the boots. Princess makes a clucking noise to him and bumps him with her hips. The tales among the warriors are true: Princess like to be bedded.
Moon Hair teaches her the meaning of warrior. He think. Princess Ninety-Nine Wampum is tricky like Fox. She flip him over and ride him like he is his own horse, Angel Wind. He know this is name a squaw would give for horse, but Moon Hair like pretty words. He hide this from other warriors. He hope to one day tell Stone Head of love of words... He forget about the Princess, now giving war whoops. She is very much like a warrior. He begin to move under her. He begin to like how strong she is - like warrior. He never knew squaw could be so strong. Moon Hair like this very much. He flip her over.
The Princess makes sounds like she in pain. But she smile like she has a secret. Moon Hair pins her arms over her head and pushes harder, faster into her. He want to see how strong she is. She begin to make sounds - he hears her say his name. He feel the thrill he gets when taking a scalp. He cries out when he feels his spirit enter her. She slaps him. He said wrong name. Princess kicks him off and climbs back into her dress, smooths braids, and goes out to the fire.
Moon Hair sits on skins, face in hands. He does not bother to cover himself. He hears the flap of his wigwam open. He thinks the Princess has come back to throw things. He opens his eyes and sees Chief Warrior Stone Face standing tall, arms crossed in front. He is not wearing his loin cloth. He speak. "You called, Moon Hair?" Did he? Clicky clicky
On a DVD note... Anyone else notice on the cover of the DVDs where Spike is holding the cross (Ep. - Destiny) and you can tell it's inflatable, or made of squishy material? You can see he's holding it with his right hand too hard. Ha ha! Prop gaff.
Princess Ninety-Nine Wampum (She always under Buck)
Moon Hair looked across ceremony fire at the pretty squaw sharpening arrowheads for the warriors to hunt with. Ninety-Nine Wampum was pretty, and small like bird. She had hair the color of fresh honey. She had mouth like Mother Blue Jay - always scolding and squawking. Moon Hair did not care. Moon Hair want to tame the Princess.
Moon Hair drop the bear meat he was eating and walk around fire and grab Princess by hair. He tried to drag her to his wigwam to pleasure himself. He forget Princess is strong like Brother Bear, and fierce like Brother Wolf. He did not know she had talons like Father Eagle. He like the idea of bedding a fellow warrior. Moon Hair didn't like to think about that too much. Too many times he sit alone in his wigwam wanting Chief Warrior Stone Head to come to him. Teach him new wrestling moves to make him stronger. No. He think about Ninety-Nine Wampum tonight.
She is not wanting to bed him. She scratch at him like mighty Badger. She howl at him like Puma. Moon Hair flares nostrils and smells her. She DOES want to bed him. Moon Hair smirks and crushes Ninety-Nine Wampum to his chest. She makes noises like newborn cat. He lift her over shoulder and carry her into his tent. He now sees her fighting is for the tribe to think she is not deserving of cast out. Moon Hair throws her on a pile of skins.
He takes off his loin-cloth. He flexes in a warrior pose to show his strength to the Princess. She hisses at him, yet she take off her dress. He comes to her and settles between her legs. He feel the laces of her deerskin boots against his flesh. He tries to not think of Stone Head, who caught the deer to make the boots. Princess makes a clucking noise to him and bumps him with her hips. The tales among the warriors are true: Princess like to be bedded.
Moon Hair teaches her the meaning of warrior. He think. Princess Ninety-Nine Wampum is tricky like Fox. She flip him over and ride him like he is his own horse, Angel Wind. He know this is name a squaw would give for horse, but Moon Hair like pretty words. He hide this from other warriors. He hope to one day tell Stone Head of love of words... He forget about the Princess, now giving war whoops. She is very much like a warrior. He begin to move under her. He begin to like how strong she is - like warrior. He never knew squaw could be so strong. Moon Hair like this very much. He flip her over.
The Princess makes sounds like she in pain. But she smile like she has a secret. Moon Hair pins her arms over her head and pushes harder, faster into her. He want to see how strong she is. She begin to make sounds - he hears her say his name. He feel the thrill he gets when taking a scalp. He cries out when he feels his spirit enter her. She slaps him. He said wrong name. Princess kicks him off and climbs back into her dress, smooths braids, and goes out to the fire.
Moon Hair sits on skins, face in hands. He does not bother to cover himself. He hears the flap of his wigwam open. He thinks the Princess has come back to throw things. He opens his eyes and sees Chief Warrior Stone Face standing tall, arms crossed in front. He is not wearing his loin cloth. He speak. "You called, Moon Hair?" Did he? Clicky clicky
On a DVD note... Anyone else notice on the cover of the DVDs where Spike is holding the cross (Ep. - Destiny) and you can tell it's inflatable, or made of squishy material? You can see he's holding it with his right hand too hard. Ha ha! Prop gaff.
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Date: 2005-02-17 09:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-02-17 09:46 am (UTC)Uh... Where you been? Girl, that's the whole PURPOSE of this journal. Stick around, pour yourself a fresh drink, kick off your shoes, and relax with me for a spell.
*snaps fingers for cabana boy to rub your shoulders*
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Date: 2005-02-17 09:34 am (UTC)Oh, poor Moon Hair!
I do hope that Chief Warrior can find some way to comfort you!
But HOW?
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Date: 2005-02-17 09:44 am (UTC)Moon Hair is shy with his feelings. They clog in his mouth like rocks when Brother Beaver make his home.
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Date: 2005-02-17 10:10 am (UTC)Brings you peace pipe.
Is Moon Hair shy with feelings
like rabbit in burrow?
And also like rabbit in other ways?
Or maybe he just happy to see Stone Face.
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Date: 2005-02-17 11:41 am (UTC)And now there needs to be a sequel. Gimme an hour... Gotta finish this blasted ironing.
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Date: 2005-02-17 12:24 pm (UTC)I knew you were my hero.
Julia, having dedicated my entire life to the principle of never ever ironing anything, even table cloths. Saved by Shabby Chic!
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Date: 2005-02-17 01:20 pm (UTC)Also, just wrote the next part. Slashy goodness in a wigwam...
And you'll note that I am on the computer and not ironing, as I should be.
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Date: 2005-02-17 01:10 pm (UTC)Counting down...
But no pressure.
No pressure at all :)
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Date: 2005-02-17 01:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-02-17 09:41 am (UTC)I love it. Chief Warrior Stone Face! I'm trying to imagine shrieking that at the appropriate moment (or inappropriate moment, as the case may be), but it's a nawful lot of syllables.
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Date: 2005-02-17 09:43 am (UTC)Hee hee!!
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Date: 2005-02-17 09:55 am (UTC)I'm semi-wishing you hadn't prefaced the story with the disclaimer. It would have made a great kerfuffle. Ah well, we'll have to just stick to the insulting fake lesbian displays.
::licks you::
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Date: 2005-02-17 10:03 am (UTC)This is making me think of the old joke with the punchline, "Why do you ask, Two Dogs Humping?"
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Date: 2005-02-17 09:48 am (UTC)Hee!
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Date: 2005-02-17 10:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-02-17 09:54 am (UTC)And you get bonus points for the horse's name. Bwah!
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Date: 2005-02-17 10:05 am (UTC)Aaaaand I just grossed myself out.
/nerd
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Date: 2005-02-17 09:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-02-17 10:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-02-17 10:17 am (UTC)::loves you::
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Date: 2005-02-17 11:39 am (UTC)*loves you back*
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Date: 2005-02-17 10:41 am (UTC)Thank you for the funny. :D
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Date: 2005-02-17 11:40 am (UTC)*laughs and pokes you with a stick, sans arrowhead*
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Date: 2005-02-17 10:55 am (UTC)You silly. :-)
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Date: 2005-02-17 11:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-02-17 11:56 am (UTC)I love your Native American names for everybody, including the horse.
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Date: 2005-02-17 12:16 pm (UTC)Normally I send his shirts off to the cleaners, but I got an idea that we'd save a lot of money if I ironed them instead, and now I have to DO it.
Harumph. Sequel! I'll write a sequel.
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Date: 2005-02-17 12:26 pm (UTC)Julia, thinking about some truly lame jokes from my res adjacent childhood, and also "Why Indians Play Basketball"
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Date: 2005-02-17 01:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-02-17 01:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-02-17 03:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-02-17 08:48 pm (UTC)The Spirits of my ancestors rolled over in their graves when the first Casino went up on the Red River. This is nothing.
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Date: 2005-02-17 08:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-02-17 08:50 pm (UTC)Oh, but Xander and Anya... Good times. And the "calvary" on the bikes... Heeee!
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Date: 2005-02-17 09:37 pm (UTC)