FIC: The Late Shift

[Owl]

*sigh* *dramatic happy pacing*

How I love being a woncubine.... haiku ...ses... translations... promises of more to come... Update goodness....

*stops dead in tracks, and raises eyebrows at wiccachica*

An update, your most scritchwortiness? Now, don't get me wrong. That was a great update. I love your updates. And that one was great, had me all on the edge of my seat wondering what "what part of Willow is this chick from?" Prudence was gonna do... And now, we get more Taras! But, you have to get better! Don't make me get all drill sergeant with you! (I'm not good at yelling). Rest up and get bettter. and giggle a lot....





Okay..for the sake of the confused, I'm going to take it upon myself to do the cliff's notes thing agian... No music. No rhyming, just....



The Willow Rosenberg Family Tree.... (all names are wiccachica's)

Overall, there are SIX Willows...



............................Original Willow..........................

Willowgroup One............................ Willowgroup Two



Kinky Willow..................................Prudence

Klutzy Willow.................................Pippa

Martha Stewart Willow



Family One is way back on the first page of this thread... They were made on laundry day, through the powers of Gem the multiplying demon's amulet, and lovingly uncreated by Tara through use of the same amulet soon after. So, they aren't around anymore.

We also first met Pru and Pippa way back on page one, after the gang escaped from Sunnyhell. Original Willow created them (again with the amulet which she'd naughtily kept) to aid her in the Yellow Disk Spell. That is, she thought that Tara was vampire, and wanted to restore her soul, which she couldn't do alone. Things went... awry, to put it lightly, and Pru and Pippa made off with the amulet, never to be seen again until Tara's kidnapping.

I think that's all right... right?



And now back to our regularly scheduled thread...

Edited by: Owl at: 4/26/02 9:31:15 am

[AutumnT]

Can you imagine having to make cliff notes for this whole story? I'm just amazed it all always makes sense.

Autumn

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Buffy: I could wrestle naked in grease for a living and still be cleaner than after a shift at the Doublemeat.

Willow: Plus, I'd visit you at work every single day. --- "Normal Again" shooting script

[LeatherQueen]

I'm just amazed that it all makes sense and that I can keep track of it all. The wonder that is the Troll's and Chica's brains is most scritch-worthy. Of course, I only scritch my dear chica. I'll leave the troll scritching to CK.

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"Honey, I'm the original one-eyed chicklet in the kingdom of the blind." - Glory


"Futile... like a FOX, baby!" - Tara in The Late Shift by wiccachica

[jomarch]

Oh My God, so much reading to catch up on . And I have to get back to work next week. Now, I do wish my insomnia would occur again! Have just started catching up today and it's going to be fun.



PS Owl, thanks for the cliffnotes in advance. I think I'm going to need them.

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You must think that something is happening with you, that life has not forgotten you, that it holds you in its hand; It will not let you fall

[Owl]

Ah, yes...

cliff's notes for the whole thing....

*strums guitar, sings:*

You can get anything you want, at wiccachica's restaurant....

Okay... I'm kidding. There's no way I could possibly.....could I? Well, If I was... It'd have to be that song, or a similarly long one... american pie.... hmmmm..... *think think think*

So.

The cliff's notes up there were for Willowytara, and other confused folks, in case anyone was wandering around here grumbling, "grumble. I knew all that. grumble" and staring pointedly at their own, more cleverly done W. Rosenberg family trees. I mean, I hope that you know that I know that you know, but I just wanted to make sure that everyone knows what you and I know, you know?



Jomarch, I am openly declaring that I expect a good cheer or poem or two from you when you're back and caught up.



Yes.... wiccachica is amazing. It all makes sense, and there's frames within frames, and different narrators jumping out at you all the time and time and space doing wonky things.. and yet... it's like, "of course!" they're spinning around on the bed now! Only they aren't really, 'cause...." or, "yeah. stampede of tiny ponies.... what? perfectly normal" *sigh* I'm just in awe...

[DarkWiccan]

Wiccachica, I just must take this opportunity to kiss your toes... you are amazing... I love your attention to detail. I mean, I have been praised for my attention to detail in a fic, but yours is just... wow.



I am so inspired... I shall do an interperetive dance to better demonstrate my joy...



::stretches... removes baggy clothing to reveal black leotard...takes a moment to prepare...Debussy's "Vergamaszue" begins to play... Begins doing movements that only Twyla Tharpe would recognize as being even slightly artistic... ends in a pose similar to that at the end of a "Salutation to the Sun" yoga form::



Whew... that was a workout.



Hope you liked it.



Cheers

DarkWiccan

[WillowyTara]

Thanks, Owl, I don't know why I thought there were 3 copies, I must have been stunned by the awe that is wiccachica ficca(?). Hmm. Must still be.



WT

All I know is that I know nothing - Socrates


T: I am, you know...
W:What?
T:Yours...

*Under their spell*


Whoever wrote the Book of Love had Willow and Tara in mind.

[LeatherQueen]

*bumpity bump*



Hopefully our wonderful wiccachica is feeling better today. If not, I'm sending out lots of big hugs her way.



*sigh* Today's been a bad day for me and it's only 10:45. So I think I shall drown myself in lovely old updates of The Late Shift instead of doing work.

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"Honey, I'm the original one-eyed chicklet in the kingdom of the blind." - Glory


"Futile... like a FOX, baby!" - Tara in The Late Shift by wiccachica

[wiccachica]

I am feeling better today...a little sleepy...but I am at work today...getting everything ready to move to my new job.



Thank you! Thank You Thank you for your words of wellness! They helped...and the laughing helped too!



So I'll try to get the troll to send an update out there later...but I can't be sure if he'll have the time!!!



I thought leaving this place would be easier! grr...



Can I just say I adore you all??? Is that allowed???





cuz I do.



(feeling feverishly sentimental today...)

[LeatherQueen]

Of course it's allowed! 'Cuz we adore you, too. *hugs chica tightly and scritches behind her ear*



Yeah,... I know how moving to a new job can be. Exciting but the leaving is always hard.



And don't worry the troll too much. I'm sure he's still a little wobbly after being ill for so long. He may need time to get back on his feet.

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"Honey, I'm the original one-eyed chicklet in the kingdom of the blind." - Glory


"Futile... like a FOX, baby!" - Tara in The Late Shift by wiccachica

[Owl]

*scoops chica up and spins her around, scritching behind her ears all the while*

You're feeling better! even if just a little, that's wonderful! I'm so happy! weeeeeee!

Um. good luck with the job moving and stuff. and, yeah. You and the troll take your time with the update. We'll still be here....

*sets wiccachica down gently*

sorry. You were saying about being sentimental?....

[ExtraFlameyWT]

Tell the troll to take his time... we will wait. Glad that you are feeling better!!



-Aimee

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"Hey Will, this is me. It doesn't all have to be good and fine. This is the room where you don't have to be brave. I still love you. If you're worried, you can be worried." -Tara to Willow in ep. 603 Afterlife

[Pixie gishmock]

Yay, you're feeling better! Just take it easy, okay? No relapses allowed. Do you need any help moving? woncubines to carry your stuff to the car or something? We could help you make quite the impressive entrance to your new job. *imagines wiccachica lounging in a litter carried on the shoulders of several scantily clad woncubines, with one waving a palm frond over her head and another scritching her in a comforting but fawning manner. The procession reaches wiccachica's new desk, the litter is lowered, the red carpet unrolled, and our wonderful chica is assisted from the litter to sit regally at her desk.* Waddaya think? It could happen?



And we adore you too!

Life is full of changes...The better you are at letting go of things, the freer your hands will be to catch something new. ~from Off The Map by Joan Ackerman
"It's good to be a chicken casserole," Tara murmured before passing out. ~from "Answering Darkness" by Sassette

[Sassette]

Ohhhh, wiccachica! I'm so happy to hear that you're doing better, darlin'!



*throws off her shirt and jumps into wiccachica's lap*



-Sass

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I Think The Hellmouth Tastes Like Chicken -- Autumn

[TinyJewishSanta]

Wiccachica and other SoCal woncubines - anyone interested in going to the Renaissance Faire in San Bernadino? It was suggested by BBOvenGuy and he is trying to get a group to go on May 11. I figure if I can get Wiccachica to go then I can get truly close to greatness. (Ok - not as close as Sassette there, but it'll do.) Oh - and watch out for Buffy themed programming at UCLA, it just might be my partner's fault.



TJS

"It's like, it's like freeze frame. Willow kissage."
Innocence

[Sassette]

May 11th ... May 11th ... hmmm ... do I have any plans on May 11th? Hmmm...



-Sass

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I Think The Hellmouth Tastes Like Chicken -- Autumn

[wiccachica]

Here I am....wondering how in the world I'm sitting here in bed with my laptop....AND a topless Sass on the old lap here...



I have computer/writing dependancy issues that I just can't shake...not even when I'm sick! It tends to get me in a lot of trouble...but I'm ornery...



Okay...here's the deal...this computer at home is as slow as sap. I will have a harder time writing fic on it...so it may take me a little while longer to write the upcoming updates...that, coupled with me being ill may make my two fic a day schedule basically null and void at this point....so what I'm going to try to do is make them a little bit longer...and post them on a different time table...we'll have to see...I think I write more efficiently when I'm pressed for time...but it is worth a try. So I'm going to try to write an update in a little bit after a nice hot bath...and a little Debussy and tea.



I am free....free from a terrible job...and an awful boss that makes the Demons of BTVS seem dreamy....now if only I was well enough to enjoy my vacation before my new job starts!



May 11th is sadly unavailable for me...I have to go home to visit the FAM due to the strange occurance once a year called my birthday...They insist I come and visit them and get my presents in person.



TJS...You just let me know when those Buffy events at UCLA are when your partner schedules them...haha...I'll be there.



Okay...bored now...(with the puter from hell)



I will begin to prod the troll gently to see what he has in store for you Kiddies...



-chica

" I mock you with my Monkey Pants!" - OZ


" You're NOT the source of me" - Buffy


" Tremble!" - Gacknar

[jdcioffi]

*looks up from Sims game*



I'm patient ... I can wait.



*looks back at Sims game*

Willow and Tara sittin in a tree ...



JD

Helen: "What makes you happy?"
Jessica: "Nothing. I'm not."
(Kissing Jessica Stein)

[wiccachica]

Wow...this one came out of nowhere...the troll just threw it on my desk just now...then sneezed...and went to curl up again....



have you ever seen a troll sneeze....sooooo unpretty....



cheers!



-chica



Chapter 155: The Trouble with Taras



I really couldn't help it. After making the first Me...It struck me...HARD...the image of a whole brigade of Tara Maclays flouncing down the streets of Sunnydale.... A literal TIRADE of Taras...a whole MESS of ME’s...and I think that was where I started to giggle fiendishly. There's something just...inexplicably funny about flippantly making more Taras to satisfy some...itch… the Willows happen to have…



" Uh...Blondie...you really shouldn't be cooking up more of you when you're..."



**Kablooey**



Okay…Too late.





Chapter 156: Who's Brilliant idea was this, anyhow?



Laughter.



Honestly...it's really the last thing one expects when their coming to after a

traumatic dive into the mud while looking for your girlfriend.



Laughter...and then....



"She's coming around...look....her eyes are doing funny things..."



Then...More laughter....I'm thinking it could be at my expense...and damn it...I'm not all the way around yet.



I'm casually wading my way up to the surface of the REAL world...meandering about...



And they ARE laughing at you!



"It's NOT funny..." I hear the dulcet voice of my lover say firmly...and a cool hand presses against my cheek...then my forehead...



Pulling me closer to the surface...now only a thin membrane of delusion separates me from the world where she is...



" She batting her eyelids like she's flirting at you in double-time..." An equally dulcet voice says and then snickers from somewhere else in the room...confusing me...because Tara is right here...stroking my face...and that was DEFINATELY her voice over there…SOMEWHERE NOT HERE...



And then she laughs again...and is joined by another laugh that sounds disturbingly familiar. A sort of geeky…"huh huh huh" that I used to try so hard to get rid of as I was growing up...



Okay...now you KNOW you must be dreaming...and this...this is the worst nightmare ever...because you know when you open your eyes that the room is going to filled with a whole throng of ME’s and Taras (though oddly you are a little intrigued by the thought of more Taras...even if just for a little while)



So I open my eyes.



And all I see is a worried Tara gazing down at me...



Gazing down because...I'm in sort of a deep set...BOX...with squishy wet satin interior...sort of like a ...



...Like a....



" Geeeeeyehhhhhaaa!!!"



Every muscle in my body seems to contract at once...allowing me to spring from the COFFIN almost as though I had been ejected from it and propelled several feet into the air…almost cartoon-like.



Tara jumps back a few feet as I land as gracefully on my ass as the cold crypt floor would allow.



I'm up in a matter of interdimensional seconds...the kind of seconds that make reality seem a little bit slower than anything else in existence...



I bat at my clothing...and realize that patting and batting...are for fire...Rubbing, stripping or scalding water are for those occasional moments where you find yourself waking up in a receptacle for the dead and need to hastily disrobe.



Which...unconscious of my audience...I do.



I struggle my wet blouse off...and kick off my jeans...kind of disappointingly because I know that I will never be able to wear them again...and by gosh…i liked those jeans....They were Tara's favourite...she always told me that the view from behind was...



" Um...Red? You going to stop there? I mean...I paid for the whole show and the cover charge was pretty steep..." Spike drawls from his spot...leaning against a wall in the far corner.



Okay, Rosenberg...you're standing in the middle of a mausoleum in your Garfield Fridays in front of the last un-person you would EVER want to see you like this...



…what to do....what to do...



"Will...?" Tara says standing a few feet in front of me...She grazes once over my current state of undress...seeming to be unable to say much else at the moment.



I think it's possible she might be questioning my sanity AND my motives right about now.



" Wow...I mean...really....WOW...." Tara says from the opposite direction...from BEHIND me...



" I second that." Another Tara says beside her...



" Hey...well...you know...I look just like that under all this...this clothing here..." I hear a familiar-sounding voice pipe in.



The terror I feel about turning around is not overpowered by my intense need to SEE this obvious freak show going on behind me for myself.



I spin around...



Okay...I'll tell you right now...once I got around...



The body stopped...sure...



But the head...



The head just wanted to keep on spinning.



TBC....

" I mock you with my Monkey Pants!" - OZ


" You're NOT the source of me" - Buffy


" Tremble!" - Gacknar

Edited by: wiccachica  at: 5/1/02 1:21:44 pm

[Canadian Kitty]

well the troll may be sneezing but it's not affecting his story telling ability. Welcome back wiccachica. How I have missed your wackiness. Stay healthy and here's a scritch for the troll *scritch*



CK

"You wanna go out sometime, for coffee, food, kisses and gay love?" Willow- Normal Again.

[LeatherQueen]

Oh yippee! An update. I'm so giddy right now after reading this that I had to actually cover my mouth to hide my laughing from my coworkers. They already think I'm insane, so there's no reason to think I'm giddily insane.



Ahhhh, chica... do you know how wonderful it is to see you back here and to see an update from the troll? Absolutely friggin' wonderful. *sigh* And what a wonderful update (or was that updates?) it was.



So in honor of this update, I think you deserve a scritching. But since you're still a little on the sickly side, I suppose it'll have to be a scritching in bed.

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"Honey, I'm the original one-eyed chicklet in the kingdom of the blind." - Glory


"Futile... like a FOX, baby!" - Tara in The Late Shift by wiccachica

[mollyig]

The head just wanted to keep on spinning.



Great stuff. I like that Willow had intuited what was going on while she was regaining consciousness, but still couldn't believe it.

Adding up the total of a love that's true, multiply life by the power of two
Indigo Girls

[tkheaven]

Quote:

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The terror I feel about turning around is not overpowered by my intense need to SEE this obvious freak show going on behind me for myself.

I spin around...

Okay...I'll tell you right now...once I got around...

The body stopped...sure...

But the head...

The head just wanted to keep on spinning.

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Woohoo!!! Greats update(s), chica..I had this very vivid image of Willow still holding on to her jeans and stopping with her eyes looking into nothing while listening to these familiar voices...mumbling, "Oh no..no no no no no..."...she turns around, sees all the muliplicity and falls back off balance in disbelief..



Welcome Back Troll and Chicca!!

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"Hey Will, this is me. It doesn't all have to be good and fine. This is the room where you don't have to be brave. I still love you. If you're worried, you can be worried."

- Tara to Willow ~~ Episode 603: "Afterlife"

[Grimaldi]

cool update. very funny

Awww, Grasshopper, you're so screwed.

If there are any questions, you may direct them to that brick wall over there.

[Owl]

Hurrah Hooray! Wiccachica is back!

Great updates, indeed! Do we get 154 later, in retrospect or something? Could you be any more non-linear? Good golly.

In any case, I hope that you are feeling still better, and taking care of yourself your immense and overwhelming hilariousness.

[TinyJewishSanta]

A voice from a loudspeaker, "However will this crazy situation resolve itself..."



The woncubines sit on the edges of their chairs, waiting, happy that their wiccachica is recovering, wondering what is to come.



Buffy at UCLA - my partner is doing a magic and the talmud discussion for an hour before the episode prior to the finale and then we'll watch the ep. True, it is only loosely tied to our favorite Jewish witch. I think it is May 14, but I still don't know where.

"It's like, it's like freeze frame. Willow kissage."
Innocence

[jdcioffi]

Ooooh, to be a fly on the wall ... a fly with really good eyesight and a photographic memory ... or a fly with a videocamera ... surrounded by Willows and *sigh* Taras ...



*snaps outta daydream and pretends to read the budget report*



*sigh*

JD

Helen: "What makes you happy?"
Jessica: "Nothing. I'm not."
(Kissing Jessica Stein)

[LeatherQueen]

Oh god... didn't even let myself think about being in a room with multiple Willows and Taras... heh. shiver Happy thoughts.

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"Honey, I'm the original one-eyed chicklet in the kingdom of the blind." - Glory


"Futile... like a FOX, baby!" - Tara in The Late Shift by wiccachica

[wiccachica]

Okay...here I am on a Post-ER (too much coffee) bend...



I'll try to get the troll to dredge something up tomorrow morning...but in the meanwhile....



I have to ask...WHY would a troll leave us in such a precarious position (with a half-dressed Willow and a room full of W/T?) What was he thinking? What in the world is he PLANNING to do with this???



Cuz frankly...I have NO idea...



And as for 154...I suppose we could come back to that in some sort of strange retro-eppie...(A conveniently awful joke about a prospective title comes to mind...something along the lines of :How to Make a Tara Pi...But again...I regress and when I do it's never very safe for the innocent, cute little woncubines out there...)



Before I get myself into trouble, I am going to sign off.



-chica (as you can see...feeling ornery...and better)

" I mock you with my Monkey Pants!" - OZ


" You're NOT the source of me" - Buffy


" Tremble!" - Gacknar

[LeatherQueen]

I think the troll left us that way because he was hopped up on too much Trolquil, trying to get over his trolmonia.



And How to Make a Tara Pi? I thought to do that you'd take a Tara and make 3.14159 copies of her... *looks around* and whooooo, did I just label myself as a dork, or what.



Ahem. Anyway, glad you're feeling better, me dearie. And ornery is good. Ornery gives us loverly chapters of Willow/Tara crazy goodness.



*scritches chica happily and runs back off to work*

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"Honey, I'm the original one-eyed chicklet in the kingdom of the blind." - Glory


"Futile... like a FOX, baby!" - Tara in The Late Shift by wiccachica

Edited by: LeatherQueen at: 5/3/02 8:31:59 am