The Xander Gander: December 25th, 1998
by slayerfest
Merry Christmas, Xanderland, and a Happy Hannuka or Channukka or whatever to Willoworld. Except I think that was last week. Well, happy days to everyone, anyway.

So, eventful thing last night. Snowed. In Sunnydale. Like a foot on the ground. I was doing my usual camp-out on the lawn and I woke up to a wet tickle. I thought I was just having another Buffy-oriented dream before I looked up and realized that the stuff falling from the sky was neither Buffy’s tongue nor someone’s swell damp dandruff collection.

I’m a happy Xander. Life without Cordelia is going well. I can openly lust after Buffy again without “Xander, you’re being repulsive” or what have you every three seconds. Willow and Oz got back together last night, I hear.

Also, Angel was being haunted by evil things and almost killed himself before Buffy and the snow convinced him otherwise. But I’m focusing on the main elements here.

Got lots of neat things for Christmas. Well, actually, just money. Lots and lots of money. There may have been a gift certificate for 50% off a perm in the mix somewhere, but I don’t think I’ll take advantage of that particular offer, generous as it may be. I’ve decided to stash my money away and get the hell out of here once I graduate. Road trip! Hell yes. All around America. I’ll drive to all fifty states. Just me and my uncle Rory’s car. Good times ahead.

Hopefully I won’t be convinced to kill myself by the “First Evil” before then.

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