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Fic: By the Book, S/B, G

Just a short, silly ficlet for Thanksgiving...

By the Book
Barb C
Barbverse - Spike/Buffy

"...pie's out of the oven, turkey's almost ready to go in - no, Connie, you can't slay your brother with the ricer! Help Bill get those yams mashed up. And let Vicki hold the bowl! Alex, stop that, you'll ruin your dinner." Kitchen insurrection momentarily quelled, General Buffy surveyed the carnage and swiped a flour-smudged hand across her forehead. To think she used to believe Thanksgiving was a carefree holiday. "Spike, can you - oh, for crying out loud!" Her husband froze guiltily, hand halfway to the platter of raw calves' liver marinating in lemon juice and mint. "You're as bad as Alex!"

"Least you know he comes by it honestly," replied Spike, licking his fingers.

Buffy rolled her eyes. "If you're going to steal food, at least be useful while you do it. Does the turkey blood need more sage?"

Spike took a dutiful sip from the spoon she offered. His eyes lit up. "Perfect."

"I hope so." She regarded the blood simmering in the double boiler with a sigh. "I've been doing this how long now, and I still don't feel like I'm actually cooking. I'm just..." She waved a hand at the phalanx of gravy-speckled cookbooks scattered across the kitchen counter. "Following instructions."

A deep, growly chuckle vibrated through her as Spike wrapped an arm around her waist. "I've a couple extra notches in my belt says you're a dab hand at following instructions."

"Please. You like Dawn's cooking." Buffy giggled and leaned into his embrace, fingers teasing the firm muscle of his belly. Which, yeah, was definitely better padded nowadays, though Spike's version of middle-aged spread probably amounted to all of fourteen percent body fat. She pillowed her cheek against his shoulder and closed her eyes, drawing in a deep breath of warm, fragrant, steamy air. Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme. "I wish I knew Mom's secret," she murmured. "She always made it look so easy."

Spike nodded at Bill and Connie, currently engaged in mass yam destruction, while Alex and Vicki made happy inroads into the marshmallows. "They'll remember you making it just as easy."

Weird to consider that maybe Mom, too, had just been faking it all those years. Whatever 'it' was. "So if there's no secret, then we're just, like, Da Vinci Coding a vast multi-generational conspiracy?"

He grinned. "Think you've just hit on the definition of parenting, love. But I prefer to think of it as culinary brinksmanship. Want a hand with that stuffing?"

Buffy rapped his nose with the spoon. "You only want to steal more liver."

It was indecent, how innocent those wicked blue eyes could look. "Just following instructions, Slayer."



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Nov. 27th, 2009 03:53 am (UTC)
I don't know what Da Vinci Coding is, having never read/seen it, but I think I get the gist.

I almost always feel like I'm following instructions when I cook, too. If not written ones, templates somebody else created. And I'd never even attempt to put on a Thanksgiving.
Nov. 27th, 2009 08:06 pm (UTC)
Trust me, you didn't miss much. :P
Nov. 27th, 2009 03:58 am (UTC)
Nov. 27th, 2009 08:07 pm (UTC)
Nov. 27th, 2009 03:59 am (UTC)
*Claps* Sounds like our kitchen today between me, mom and the dog in my grandfather's five foot kitchen. Will Buffy and Spike be getting into the whip cream again like they did a previous Thanksgiving fic ?
Have a Happy Thanksgiving, and a worry free Black Friday.
Nov. 27th, 2009 08:07 pm (UTC)
One never knows what they'll get into...
Nov. 27th, 2009 04:56 am (UTC)
Awww, made me smile. Thanks!
Nov. 27th, 2009 08:08 pm (UTC)
Nov. 27th, 2009 06:42 am (UTC)
Aww. Your fluff makes me happy. And this made me all nostalgic for Thanksgivings of yore, especially since this year I'm living in a place where things like cranberries can't be found. (OTOH, my Thanksgivings have never involved raw calves' liver.)

Edited at 2009-11-27 06:43 am (UTC)
Nov. 27th, 2009 08:08 pm (UTC)
I would imagine that very few Thanksgivings do. *g*
Nov. 27th, 2009 06:45 am (UTC)
I grinned the whole way through this. Adorable! I loved the kids in the background and the sense of intergenerational continuity.

(I rarely follow instructions when I cook, except for large pieces of meat. I am moderately afraid of them.)
Nov. 27th, 2009 08:34 pm (UTC)
I always figure if God hadn't intended us to eat large pieces of meat, he wouldn't have made them so tasty. *g*
Nov. 27th, 2009 08:02 am (UTC)
This gave me the giggles. I've always thought a good part of parenting is contained in the old adage: "Fake it 'til you make it."
Nov. 27th, 2009 08:35 pm (UTC)
Hee! :D
Nov. 27th, 2009 08:09 am (UTC)
Your fic and pie. A fine dessert.
Nov. 27th, 2009 08:36 pm (UTC)
We've got pecan and sweet potato-pumpkin. I almost talked Kathy into blueberry to, but she dissuaded me. *g*
Nov. 27th, 2009 08:27 am (UTC)
Hee! Aww... (I always count following instructions as cooking; if it makes the food taste nice it's good enough for me.)
Nov. 27th, 2009 08:37 pm (UTC)
I'm more inclined to follow directions when I'm baking - cooking is an art, but baking is a science. *g*
Nov. 27th, 2009 12:33 pm (UTC)
Gorgeous. I adore your domesticated Spuffy - and Spike trying to sneak the raw liver. I also love the way the traditional food is adapted to suit vampire palates.

Hope you had a terrific Thanksgiving!
Nov. 27th, 2009 08:41 pm (UTC)
There are really lots and lots of plain ol' human recipes that utilize blood, so it's not as difficult to come up with menus that the whole family could eat as one might think. It's more a cultural barrier than a physical one - though the vampire members of the family do have systems better adapted to deal with fresh blood and/or raw meat and the assorted parasites and diseases to be found in same, so there's that to take into account.
Nov. 27th, 2009 03:01 pm (UTC)
Grand story! Hope you had a good holiday and lots of leftovers.
Nov. 27th, 2009 08:42 pm (UTC)
There can never be too many leftovers. *g*
Nov. 27th, 2009 03:03 pm (UTC)
I like these fluffy domestic stories of your's, there's a real warmth in them, something that gives them a realistic feel and this one subscribes to the regular. Well done. Goes doing her chores basking in a happy mood. :)
Nov. 27th, 2009 08:42 pm (UTC)
Thank you. :)
Nov. 27th, 2009 03:41 pm (UTC)
Lovely !
Nov. 27th, 2009 08:42 pm (UTC)
Thank you!
Nov. 27th, 2009 04:58 pm (UTC)
Awwwww - this little glimpse into the world you've created for them actually made me sniffle. I love these touches of domesticity (and as the mother of four, I remember that sort of chaos only too well. lol)
Nov. 27th, 2009 08:43 pm (UTC)
Thanks. Like Buffy, I'm faking it. *g*
Nov. 27th, 2009 05:23 pm (UTC)
The big question is how Buffy has adapted to this vampire palate. Very well done!
Nov. 27th, 2009 08:05 pm (UTC)
Well, there's a reason she's asking Spike to taste-test the blood. *g*
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