ext_7215 ([identity profile] petzipellepingo.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] seasonal_spuffy 2010-06-29 08:34 pm (UTC)

"She bought the same things in different colors."

"Saves work shopping." Spike smiled at Buffy's look of outrage. "I know it's heresy to you, love, but there are people who can't be bothered. Our Harriet seems to have been one of them."

"Same thing with shoes." Xander pointed. "She's got pairs of those plain shoes with the short heels in black, brown, and beige."

Buffy shuddered, wondering for the first time if Harriet really had been crazy.

Hee!

My sister, I send to you the work of my spinning wheel, to be crafted into a garment. I await the moment when our sister snips the thread, ending a life's endeavor.

"What the…?" Buffy read the note again.

"The Parcae." Spike rolled his eyes when Buffy and Xander stared at him. "The Fates. Don't teach you anything in these American schools, do they? The Greeks and Romans believed there were three bitches who decided how long you'd live and when you'd die. One spun the thread of life, one measured it, although it looks like in whatever version our Harriet was playing she knitted it up, and the last sister snipped the thread."

Once again, Spike's classical education comes in handy.

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