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Summary: Ideas, vignettes, short stories, scenes, and various things bubbling around in my head.

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Multiple Crossings > General > Ficlet Collections - OtherScorpioFR152026,98604614,80220 Mar 1314 Jun 13No

You accidentally summoned...who? (BtVS/Thor)

Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer is owned by Joss Whedon & Mutant Enemy. Thor owns himself despite what Marvel Entertainment Group thinks.


You accidentally summoned…who?

“Um….oops?”

Xander Harris paused in mid-step and cringed. That was not a happy sound to hear coming from the ritual room that had been set up for the various magic flingers. He briefly considered just walking away and pretending he hadn’t heard that uttered word. With a sigh, his shoulders sagged down and he knew that he couldn’t do that. With a pitiful look on his face, Xander turned around and walked over to the closed door and knocked gently before opening it.

“Everything okay in here?”

“Er….maybe?”

Dawn Summers stood there looking sheepish between an exasperated Willow and a slightly drooling Andrew. Willow was muttering about impatient teenagers not willing to wait two minutes for a proper set of instructions and casting magic all willy-nilly. Andrew just mostly looked incredibly excited.

Before them, standing in the middle of the summoning circle looking equal parts confused and angry was a very tall, very muscular blonde man wearing gleaming armor complete with a red cape and holding a very large hammer. The aforementioned very large hammer was sizzling with mini lightning bolts.

“Where hath thou summoned me, witch? Is this Midgard?”

Xander’s eye went wide and Dawn cringed a bit. Willow snapped up a single finger and waggled it under Dawn’s nose.

“You are so going to be the one explaining this to your sister young lady!” and then the finger snapped around to point at Andrew, “And before you ask, No! We can’t keep him!”
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