I have a confession to make. She is my RL Buffy!friend. So I just didn't stumble into fandom all on my ownsome,
"Yeah, they've got combo names for all the pairings," she said.
"Pairings? What's that?"
She rolled her eyes, "You know, romantic pairings, like Buffy and Spike or Buffy and Angel."
"Oh, okay. So what are these combos anyway?"
She started counting on her fingers, "Well, Spike/Buffy would be Spuffy..."
"Hee! Maybe they could call it Bike."
"Shut up." She didn't actually say that. She *never* says that. But her Spuffy-lovin' self *really* wanted to. I could tell. "Anyway, Buffy/Angel is called Bangel."
"You mean like a bracelet?"
This time she just glared at me. "And then there's the non-canon pairings, like Spike/Xander. They call that Spander."
"WHAT!?!" Coke came out my nose.
She laughed, "Yep, it's really popular in fanfic. Same as Spike/Angel. That would be Spangel."
"Fanfic. What the hell is that?"
"Fan fiction. Stories people write about the shows and post to the internet. You want something else to drink?"
"You have *got* to be kidding. This I've got to see for myself."
"Yeah, if you don't believe me, check out the slash."
"Slash? Yeah, water would be good."
The rest is history. And not so ancient. This conversation took place the Summer of 2003. Oh, the naivete. *g*
Now that I am oh-so slash centric and can't live without fanfic *clings to fandom, clings, I tell you!*. This is the funniest. link. evah. Deep Fanfic Thoughts, by Jack Handy. Link gakked from eliade, among others. Some amusing snippets:
* To me, slash fiction is like a banquet, except there's no food, no guests and everyone hates each other.
* Is there anything more beautiful than a beautiful, beautiful Joe/Billy story, where they do a concert and then get into a beautiful fistfight? And they wrestle in a beautiful way on the floor, and that leads to them having beautiful rough sex right there. And also, you're drunk.
* Whenever someone asks me to define the elements of a really good slash story, I usually think for a minute, then I spin around and pin their arms behind their back. NOW who's asking the questions?
The rest is just like that. Yeah. Oh yeah.