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Someone requested another crossover meme, but -- why stick with just crossovers? Here's your chance to request things from any fandom you like -- especially if the fandom is small, obscure, or has no request type of meme available. Hopefully someone else will come along and fill it out, or someone else's request will spark something off in your head that you just have to write --

So here you go!

PAN-FANDOM FANWORKS MEME

Anon is on like always!

ETA: Sorry, link list's gone. Realizing it'd exceed the character limit.

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AHHHH SHIT THIS IS LIKE A THOUSAND YEARS LATE BECAUSE I HAD TO MOVE BACK INTO SCHOOL AND THEN I FORGOT ABOUT IT forgive meeeeeeee

Xander was cranky.

That was putting it nicely, but it was impossible to do otherwise, or he would feel like a bad person. He didn't want to be rude. If it had been anyone else, he wouldn't have a problem with being rude, but it was Giles, and Giles was just...he was that guy that you weren't rude to. So Xander was cranky, but he was most certainly not seriously pissed off or sick of getting gypped or anything less grateful. Because really, he didn't mind having Giles as a hunting partner, especially when they were up against something like werewolves. If he'd been with Anya they'd probably have gotten distracted, so Anya was watching Dawn, and Buffy didn't go out with a partner because she didn't really need to, and Willow...Willow still had a hard time going out after werewolves, which Xander supposed he could understand. So Giles made a lot of sense.

But Giles was always, always the one that got knocked unconscious.

So now here he was, running through the woods away from some demented wolf-guys who wanted to eat him, and in addition to fleeing for his own life, he was hauling the dead weight of a tall British man on his back in a fireman's carry and was, effectively, running for his life too. And Xander only had about enough running power for one and a half lives. He was gunning straight for the tree line, and he felt like if he got out of the woods and into a place with streets and lights he might have an easier time escaping.

Unless, of course, they just get faster without having to dodge around trees all the time, and oh god, I am so screwed, he realized suddenly. So, so screwed.

Just as his thoughts were turning back to if only Giles would just wake up for about the fifteenth time, he broke through the tree line and nearly ran straight into an oddly-dressed man in a turban and bright red Chuck Taylors, holding a handful of forks and spoons.

"Ahh!" yelped Xander.

"Ahh!" yelped the weird guy.

They exchanged a couple more "ahhs" and then Xander remembered what he was doing and "Ahh!" quickly changed to "Sorry, can't stop and chat, running away from werewolves, I'll catch you later - "

"Running from what?" said the guy, and Xander nearly screamed because what was it with British guys tonight?

"Werewolves. You heard me, mate. Now unless any of that silverware is, uh, actually silver, you're gonna wanna scram as much as I - "

The weird British guy looked hastily through his handful of utensils and drew out, of all things, a grapefruit spoon. "Er, I believe this one is..."

Xander looked at him for a moment and blinked. "...Whatever." He was just about to turn around and leave the guy for dead when the smartest of the werewolves, the pack leader, burst from the forest's edge and headed straight at them.

At the first hints of rustling, the guy with the silverware spun expertly around and hurled the grapefruit spoon point-first into the werewolf's eye. Contact with the silver burned its skin, and it howled loudly, clutching at its face and falling to the ground.

When it became apparent that the werewolf wasn't getting back up, Xander blinked at the guy some more. "...Nice shot."

"Is that really...oh my god," said the guy with the turban, and he promptly passed out in a dead faint.

Okay, now Xander was pissed off.

That was AWESOME! And now I realize how much I need a Blue Rajah icon.

Xander's POV was great. He felt really in character, without being a wimp, superhero, or blithering idiot (three things he often appears as in fic). I liked his internal monologue very much. And Giles does seem to get knocked unconscious an unreasonable amount of the time. Yay for Jeffrey taking down the werewolf, and yay for him fainting afterward.

I have a huge grin on my face. Thanks for writing this!

pfff, I love Xander WAY too much to do him that kind of injustice. ♥

I need a Mystery Men icon, too! Dr. Horrible and my "generic superheroes" icon will have to suffice for now.

*points to icon*

I'm ridiculously proud of myself.

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