Midnight Picnic: Midnight Picnic
by Kali
Buffy Summers leant back against the gravestone and sighed. Not for the first time, she wished she was just Buffy, not Buffy the Vampire Slayer. If she was just Buffy she would be spending the evening in the Bronze or at the cinema, not stuck in a cemetry on her own freezing her ass off. She sighed again and stared up at the moon. When she had got to the cemetery the moon had been peeking over the horizon now it was almost at it's zenith, and it would be touching the horizon by the time she got home.

She picked up the stake that was by her side and used her thumb to test its sharpness, then put it back down again. A noise behind her caught her attention, peering around the side of the gravestone she saw a familiar figure walking towards her. Buffy got up from her hiding place and startled the figure.

"Aaaaah!" Willow squealed, thrusting a stake in front of her. When she saw it who it was she relaxed. "Oh, Buffy. It's you."

"Who did you expect it to be?" Buffy asked.

"Erm, Vampire, demon, monster, all of the above?"

"What are you doing here?" Buffy sat back down again and put her stake in her lap. "I thought you'd be at the Bronze."

"I was, but nothing was going on, Xander and Cordelia were doing their arguing-thang and Oz is at band practice. I thought you'd like some company." Willow sat down and leaned against the gravestone and pulled a cardboard packet out of her backpack. "Doughnut?" she offered.

Buffy took one. "Thanks," she said. The two girls sat in a comfortable silence peering into the darkness on the lookout for any creatures of the night. But tonight wasn't their lucky night. "It looks like it's a vamp free night." Buffy said.

"Hmm," Willow replied giving Buffy another doughnut. "Totally vamp-free or are you hoping for a guest visit?"

"Who? Angel?"

"Who else?" Willow started on another doughnut. "I've got milk and cookies as well if you fancy them."

"Thanks." Buffy said. "No, he's off doing his own thing, he got sick of playing poorly patient." Willow smothered a laugh. "You can be quiet, a little bird's being telling me that our favourite vampire's been spending some quality time with you. I hope I won't have to scratch your eyes out."

Willow giggled. "Our's is a forbidden love," Buffy laughed, it was a nice sound. "He wanted me to do the Net-girl thing, 200 years old and he doesn't know how to use the internet. By the way, something's being bothering me about Angel . . ."

"What?" Buffy sounded a little worried.

"Don't you ever catch your lips on his pointy teeth?" She asked in mock seriousness. Buffy laughed again and shook her head.

"You're well prepared for a midnight picnic." Buffy said changing the subject and helping herself to another doughnut.

"When was the last time we had a Xander-free night? Or even a hellmouth free night?"

"You make good points," Buffy quipped. "But we're hardly having a normal girlie night. I wouldn't pick sitting in the middle of the graveyard in the middle of the night as my favourite girlie night in."

"Yeah, well," Willow said, "We're hardly girlie girls now are we?"

"Nope, we're the unsung saviours of the world!" they both laughed at Buffy's remark.

"So how's things with you and Oz?" Buffy asked, she could see in the faint light that Willow had a huge grin on her face.

"Do you know what he said to me? He said I had the sweetest smile he'd ever seen!" Willow smiled even wider. "It's nice to be appriecated by a man."

"Oh Willow! That's great. Any more juicy gossip?" Buffy helped herself to a cookie.

"Not really, I've only seen him in passing since he got shot-"

"Sorry 'bout that," Buffy said. "No chatting? No small talk?"

"Oh no!" Willow exclaimed, "That way leads to sweaty palms and uncontrollable stuttering. Hardly the impression I want to give him."

Buffy grinned, "but that way also leads to fuzzy feelings and extreme happiness." Suddenly she tensed as her Slayer-sense tingled and Willow stilled as she tried to hear whatever noise had alerted Buffy. Buffy quietly picked up her stake and moved into a crouching position Willow moved deeper into the shadow cast by the gravestone.

Buffy listened intently for another betraying sound. After what seemed like hours, but was probably only a few minutes a twig snapped to Buffy's left. Buffy whirled round and flung her stake like a dart at the sound. There was a muffled 'oof' and then a dusty woosh as the vampire was despatched. Willow silently handed Buffy another stake and quietly pulled a second from her backpack. She was well prepared for a midnight picnic.

Frowning Buffy stared into the darkness. Her Slayer-sense had stopped tingling as soon as the stake had hit the vampire. There were no others in the cemetery, for now. She didn't bother looking for her stake, it would have dissolved along with the vampire. That was the only good thing about vampire slaying, no tidying up afterwards.

She pulled Willow to her feet. "Come, my friend. Our work here is done. It's Saturday night and the night is yet young. You never know, maybe our knights in shining armour will be there." Laughing, they turned and started to walk back towards town.

FIN





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