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Hungry: A Writer's Commentary
A lot of people asked me about my writing choices in Hungry. 'Cause it's so angsty and stuff. So, I wrote out a commentary about it.
Oh, and this is the first time I presented my Open Bag Policy as outlined in my Mission Statement. History in the making... right here!
TITLE: Hungry
AUTHOR: Molly
RATING: R (angst)
I thought this warning was good although it should really be NC-2, not suitable for dogs under 2 years old. Because of the subject matter.
PAIRING/SUMMARY: This is Buffy/Oz friendship, only not, because Mom Buffy forgets to feed Oz and he's sad.
DISCLAIMER: I own my Mom. She belongs to me, for better or worse. Oz belongs to that guy who owns the Buffy show.
SPOILERS: S3 Buffy
DISTRIBUTION: Whatever.
FEEDBACK: Please send snausages.
This is the reason I'm writing my story. I need snausages. When I wrote this story (yesterday), the bag was nearly empty. It's worse today.
Author's Note: Originally Published 2/13/2004
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"Hey, Oz, how's it going this morning?" Buffy looks down at the cage in her basement that Oz lives in. He's laying there on the cold, hard floor. He doesn't have a couch or anything. So that she doesn't look totally neglecting, she gave him an old towel to lay on but it isn't really much at ALL.
This drew on my own life experience. I could totally see Oz in this situation. Sleeping on the FLOOR and HUNGRY.
"Okay, Buffy, but can you let me out? I'm hungry."
Buffy is totally not paying attention and stares into space clearly thinking about something she feels is more important than Oz. "Uh-huh. What do you think of my outfit? I'm going to wear it to the Bronze tonight."
Buffy is like my Mom and, like my Mom, she doesn't feed Oz because she's mean. And *she* probably thinks Oz is fat which, hello!, he's not but neither am I. Please contact Mom to clear this up if you care at all. Thank you.
"Uh, it's nice. But Buffy? I really need to eat, I'm starving and I have to go out, too. Can you let me out already?"
"Whatever," Buffy says, clearly unconcerned at ALL about Oz who is very hungry and hasn't eaten in like Forever. "Yeah, so I have to go out and rehearse with that really unimportant community theater show I'm doing and I'll be back in about, oh, 18 hours. You'll be a good wolf?"
Whatever? WTF! How mean is Buffy? Poor Oz. And like my Mom, Buffy is going off to something that is clearly less important than feeding me Oz.
Knock, knock. "Is anyone home?" Willow shouts.
"We are down here in the basement," Buffy says.
"What's going on?" Willow says, walking down the stairs.
"Nothing much," says Buffy. "I'm just about to go out to rehearse with my really unimportant community theater show I'm doing."
"Oh, okay," says Willow, looking at Oz. "Did you walk and feed Oz?"
I like Willow even though she owned a cat. I think since she likes Oz that in *reality*, if Oz had stayed on the show, then Willow would never have had a cat. Or Oz would have done his wolfy-duty and eaten it.
"Ooops," Buffy says, and then she *laughs* even though it's not funny because Oz is really hungry and then she runs up the stairs saying she has to go or she'd be late. Willow sighs and lets Oz out of the cage and gives him a big bowl of wolf-food, walks him and then leaves for school.
Buffy *laughs*at Oz? Who is clearly starving? WTF! I guess I'm angry at Buffy. I mean, I like the character, she seems like a dog person, but in this fic she is so clearly mean to Oz and she doesn't even *listen* to him when he tells her he's hungry. Without Willow, Oz would have *died* of hunger. *sigh*
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18 hours later.
Note passage of time. Clearly Buffy hasn't learned her lesson yet. And is mean to Oz. And totally abandoned him.
Buffy walks into her room to find Oz laying on the bed having thrown up on Buffy's favorite pants to get back at her for abandoning her.
"What did you do? I love these pants. You are so in trouble."
Oz throws up again, this time on her favorite jacket.
Buffy starts to cry. "Why are you doing this to me? Do you hate me?"
I like this part. Oz is being very clear about how he feels about the abandonment and starvation that Buffy makes him suffer. I feel like Buffy deserves to get her stuff thrown up on. It just felt right to me.
Oz said, "I'm hungry. And you didn't listen to me. So I threw up on your favorite stuff."
Buffy cries. "I'm sorry, Oz, I didn't realize you were so hungry even though you told me over and over again but I wasn't paying attention at ALL because I'm mean and selfish and think only of myself."
Ah, Buffy is crying and has an epiphany. It's about time she realizes how sad Oz is and how hungry he can get when she *ignores* him.
And she gets Oz a big bowl of food.
Buffy makes a lame attempt to make up for her neglect. *snort*
Oz eats his food and then asks for more and eats that. When he finishes he climbs on the bed and when she starts to get pissy about that, he growls at her because, Hello! she *forgot* to feed him and he was very hungry and abused and that's not cool. At ALL. So she gets to sleep on the floor on the ratty towel and Oz gets to sleep on the bed and eat however much wolf-food he wants to for the rest of his life.
I thought it was important to show the consequences of "certain people's" actions. That if "certain people" continue treating me certain characters this way, then "certain people" were going to end up sleeping on the geezer bed on the floor while IOz gets to live large on the big bed.
The End.
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I hope you enjoyed my story and that you *learned something from it* particularly if you own a dog. This is an important story for any dog "owner" to read. And you should probably get out some paper and take notes or print it out or something. Post it next to the door. Also, I suggest that if you tend to "forget" to feed your dog that you just open the bag and spill it onto the floor and then just open another bag when the first is gone. If you tend to forget to feed your dog, this "open bag" policy, is a really good idea. Even if you remember to feed your dog it is a good idea.
Thinking about it for a moment, the "open bag" policy is really the only way to go. So please email my Mom with your letters of support for this policy.
And send snausages. I need snausages.
Thanks for reading.
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