A.N./ All the bad songs in this chapter were written by my friends on the bus ride to school. They are all guys(big surprise there) and have an attention span of about 2 seconds. You can see how much of a life they have.
"Dashing through the snow on a pair of killer eels. Smashing into seels, I gotta kill them all! The snow is turning black, I think I'm gonna hack. And all I want for christmas is a bullet through my saaaaaaaack!"
"Very....interesting Spike."
"Thank you Connor. Made it up meself."
"As if!" snipped Cordy as she came in the room.
"Whas' that suppse' to mean?"
"You didn't make that up!"
"Did too!"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Did too..."
"Did not!"
"Thank you!"
"Wai...you tricked me! No fair!"
"Cry me a river. And you so didn't make that up. Xander did."
"What did I make up?" asked Xander coming down the stairs.
"The whole 'dashing through the snow on a pair of killer eels' thing."
"Ah yes. Camp Arnes, summer 1991, the waiting line to get into the mess hall."
"Summer?" asked Gunn who was on the couch with Faith, Buffy, Fred and Wes. Everyone else was either on the floor, on the love seat or standing. Except Angel who was hiring movies at the gas station.
A.N./ I know that sounds dumb, but I live in a small town and there is movie rentals at the gas station and the hard ware store and then there's about 5 other places to rent movies. All withen 2 minutes of each other. We don't have much to do.
"It's very boring when you have to wait twenty minutes to get into the mess hall and then have to wait another twenty minutes in line for food."
"Right."
"No he's telling the truth Gunn," said Buffy, "we made up more then one stupid song and or game while waiting for food."
"You remember the beer song?" laughed Fred.
"Ah yes the beer song. A classic."
"What's the beer song?" asked Connor.
"I like beer. Beer rythmes with deer. Deer is meat. Meat rythmes with feet. Feet goin shoes. Shoes rythmes with boes. I love beer." sang Xander.
"Sorry I asked."
"I'm back and I brought movies!" said Angel as he came through the door.
"What you get?" asked Buffy.
"Nice to see you to."
"Sorry," she gave him a big kiss, "what you get?"
"The Mummy, The Mummy Returns, and The Scorpian King."
"That's it?"
"Yeah."
"Where is your holiday spirit? We're supposed to watch stuff like Frosty and Rudolph. Not an ancient mummy."
"Well they were pretty much cleared out of that. It is Christmas Eve."
"Good point."
"Besides, Wes has a ton of movies you can all sing along to."
"You sing too!" accused Wesely.
"Yes, but unlike you I am ashamed of it. Now put in the kiddy movies so we can get to the good stuff sooner."
Buffy playfully punched him on the arm then curled up on the floor.
They all started singing to Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer and outside the snow started to fall.
As the night grew old, the gang fell asleep one by one.
Angel was the last to go out and at midnoght whispered to Buffy, who was fast asleep, "Merry Christmas. I love you."
So what do you think? To mushy? I knew it, but it was so tempting. Review please!
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