I've Got a Dark Alley & a Bad Idea (Vaughne/Fez)
Series: 25 Memories
Title: I’ve Got a Dark Alley and a Bad Idea
Author: Jmaria
Rating: FR-15
Disclaimer: I own nothing, Joss owns the Buffyverse, someone else owns That 70‘s Show.
Series Summary: 25 December themed ficlets, with a FfA twist.
Part Summary: You remind me of someone…
Words: 341
Pairing: Vaughne/Fez (That 70’s Show)
Series A/N: All titles are song titles. A fanmix was involved. All of the ficlets are either set pre-series or to the end seasons seven/five (2003/2004). They’re memories. J Also, pimping
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A/N: Okay, Megalyn Echikunwoke (the girl who played Vaughne) has been in like four of my fandoms (Buffy, Supernatural, The 4400, That 70’s Show and CSI:Miami). I couldn’t remember who she was (it’s been that long since I’ve watched season 7 o.O) and I ended up rewatching disc four the other night. Also found PotC:Dead Man’s Chest stuck in there instead of disc one, but that’s a whole other random fact.)
A/N2: The title references all of the stuff the gang got up to back in the day. Set in season 6.
25 Memories
I’ve Got a Dark Alley and a Bad Idea Vaughne gathered up the last of the plates and tins from this week’s bake sale The profits were going to go a long way for the mini-fest the coven was planning for this year’s Winter Solstice.
“Oh no! Do not tell me we’ve missed the last of the candy sale!” an older foreign man cried, rushing for the table.
Vaughne jerked upright, the voice niggling at the back of her mind. The older man was flagged by a younger woman who looked utterly embarrassed at his antics. He gave a contented sigh when he saw the baked goods still on the table, especially the brownies for some reason.
“Did I ever tell you about the time Red, Kitty, Midge and Bob ate Hyde’s special brownies?” the man chuckled. Once again, Vaughne felt a niggle of recognition. Why did that story sound familiar?
“Yes, Daddy, you’ve told me that story a billion times. And it’s still not a good idea to tell your kids about the time your and your friends got the Foremans and the Pinciottis stoned, Daddy.”
“Ah, the good times,” He turned to face Vaughne. “I will take all of your brownies please.”
“Daddy, Mom’s gonna kill you if you spend her present money on brownies! Again!”
“Don’t be silly, Jackie will eat the brownies as well!” He smiled at Vaughne. “To go, Angie.”
“You know her?” his daughter frowned at Vaughne, who said at the same time, “My name’s Vaughne.”
“I’m sorry, you look so much like her. I don’t know what I was thinking.”
Vaughne bagged up his three plates of brownies and watched as the duo walked back toward the dorms. She picked up her cell phone and dialed her uncle’s number.
“Hey, Uncle Steven, did you ever bake ‘special’ brownies for Uncle Red and Aunt Kitty?” Vaughne demanded.
“Who told you that?” Uncle Steven said quietly.
“A foreign guy who just dropped his wife’s present money on three plates of brownies.”
“Heh,” Uncle Steven chuckled over the phone. “I didn’t know Fez was in California!”