Willow AKA The Hoofer
Willow: The Hoofer
Summary: This is a collection of stories that might be over 100 words so I'm just going to call them shorties. They Xover w/ Chicago. It’s AU. So there’s no explanation on how the Scoobies got to Chicago, or why they went back in time to the 20's. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. But when I control the world I plan on owning Chicago. Just kidding.
A/N: This is the first drabble I have done on purpose. I have a few more.
Thanks Sally for helping me with these. Half the time I don’t know what I’m doing.
Feedback: Pretty please? I love reading them.
Willow stood in the darkness. She knew that in a couple minutes the lights would turn on and blind her.
The redhead was having second thoughts about performing. Peeking behind the curtain, she saw that the club was crowded.
“I can’t do this,” she said to herself. This was her first performance.
Willow began to walk off the stage and crashed into the arms of a tall man.
“Lets go Doll,” the Bandleader winked. “You can do it.”
She opened her mouth to speak and was silenced by a kiss. Willow broke it and tilted her head. She was confused.
“Good luck,” he walked off to the band.
She nodded and went back to the middle of the stage. To face to bright lights. No running away now. Touching her lips she heard the Bandleader’s voice was booming through the theater.
“Now a performance by the lovely Willow Rosenberg!”