Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Stranded Pt. 2
“For the last time, we are NOT inviting D’Hoffryn!” Xander yells at his bride to be, Anya, as they both sit on stools on either side of the counter at The Magic Box, still trying to come up with their wedding plans.
“Why not?” Anya asked him, giving him a puppy dog look.
“Because, he is a demon! What are we going to tell my family, they are circus freaks?” Xander says trying to proove his point.
“Sure.” Anya says immediately, direct to the point.
“Anya, please, we are not inviting him, or any of your other former work buddies.”
“Halfrek. I invited her.” Anya smiles
“She can look human right?” Xander asked worried.
“Yes” Anya tells him.
“Good. But not D’Hoffyn.” Xander says finally relieved.
“Whatever.” Anya says rolling her eyes.
“Thank you.” Xander gives her a pat on the arm.
“Anyways, I already invited him.” Anya gives him a pat on the arm.
“You what?!” Xander yelled. Happy there was no customers in the store.
“Yup.” Anya said with a smile.
“How?” Xander asked.
“How do you think? I did a spell that sent the message directly to him in Arashmaharr.” Anya explains.
“Without clearing it with me?” Xander asked her.
“I did.” Anya tells him.
“No you didn’t.” Xander says back.
“Yes I did! Yesterday when you were sleeping!” Anya yells.
“When I was sleeping?” Xander asked
“Yup.” Anya nods.
Xander shakes his head, “Well now you can do a spell to uninvite him.”
“Can’t. He is away on official buisness. So I guess you just have to deal with it. It’s only fair.” Anya says.
Xander smiles at her, “So, Circus Freaks?”
“Alright. So now I can invite more?!” Anya perks up.
“Whatever.” Xander answers as he slams his head down on the counter.
“Oh! Xander I wanted to show something.” Anya said getting up from her stool and walked over to get a book that was laying on the table. Xander raised his head. Anya walked towards him with a smile on her face. “I found a pic of the Traditional Burlap with Blood Larva!” She showed him as she sat back down on the stool.
“That’s gorgeous” Xander told her, trying not throw up. He slammed his head back on the counter.
The bell attached to the Magic Box door rang as the front door swung open. Anya got up from the stool, almost knocking it over, hoping it was customer. Xander kept his head on the counter. Anya made a sound of disappointment as she watched Willow walk into the store.
Willow looked at all the magic junk that covered the shelves, counting all the things that she wasn’t allowed to touch as she made her way down to the counter.
“How’s it going?” Willow asked with a big smile on her face.
Xander raised his head from the counter. “Willow, yay! Everything is fine”
“Yes, swell.” Anya answered, not caring. “How would you feel if I asked you to wear this? Anya showed her the picture.
“Um, well, I, uh…yeah” Willow avoided the subject.
“Where’s Buffy?” Xander asked Willow.
“She’s still sleeping” Willow frowned.
Anya turned to Willow, “Does she have Narcolepsy?”
“No. I think she was out all night.” Willow answered her.
“Insomia?” Anya asked.
“No!” Willow yelled.
“Sorry. I read all about sleeping disorders.” Anya told her.
“Alright. I’m just worried about her…” Willow said.
Anya opened the cash register and started counting the money. Xander looked at Willow, “Me too.”
Willow changed the subject. “So, any evil nasties?”
“No evil nasties. It’s been boring.” Xander told her. “So, no research! Poker anyone?”
Anya quickly shut the cash register. “Sure. There is nothing else to do. But I’m out as soon as a customer comes!”
Willow smiled. “I’m in.”
***
Buffy slowly opened her eyes. Her bedroom covered with bright light from outside. She felt relaxed. She glanced over to her alarm clock to see how long she had slept for, it was 3:21.
“Oh god. I’m gunna be late.” Buffy slowly got up from her bed and rubbed her eyes. She had to work at 4:00. She was in no hurry to get to work at the Doublemeat Palace. She walked to the bathroom and washed her face. She smelled something, she looked around and then noticed it was her. She has been been wearing the same clothes for about 36 hours. “Oh god.” She turned the water on to take a quick shower.
Feeling refreshed, she walked down the stairs surprisely hoping to see Willow. Nothing. The tv is on, playing cartoons. Buffy walks over turn it off. “Whose the one who pays the electric bill?”
She walks to the kitchen. No Willow. She found a note on the fridge and read it.
“Buffy, I went to The Magic Box. If you wake up early
come swing by, unless you have to work. See-ya later!
-Willow”
Buffy crumpled the note in her hand and threw in the garbage, which was now almost overflowing. Buffy ignores it, opens a cupboard, grabs an energy bar, and walks out the backdoor, already late for work.
****
When she finally gets to the Doublemeat Palce, she rushes into the Employees Door. She quickly walks to her locker, hoping Lorraine Ross, the Manager, doesn’t catch her. She starts changing into the horrible white/orange work uniform, clips her name tag on and puts on the cow hat, which she actually kind of likes. Happy she got away with being late, she turns around to see Lorraine, Buffy’s mouth open, speechless.
“You’re late.” Lorraine tells her.
Buffy panics. “I am?”
“Yes…again.” Lorraine continues.
Buffy can’t remember being late before. “How many ti-.”
“Five in the last 2 weeks” Lorraine says.
“Look, I’m sorry, it’s just- it’s just I’ve been going through a hard time and I’m trying my best.” Buffy apoligizes.
Lorraine doesn’t believe her. “I don’t think that. I think you are just slacking off. I need someone I can count on Buffy.”
Buffy tries to apoligize again. “I’m sor-.”
“One more time, and you’re out of here. Now go work the counter” Lorraine walks away.
Buffy slams the back of her head against the locker. She turns to see Gina, the old woman who always just stares, staring directly at her. Buffy smiles. “Hey Gina.” Gina just looks away. Buffy frowns and walks over toward the counter.
“Welcome to the Doublemeat Palace, how can I take your order?” Buffy asks over and over again. She knew it was going to be a long night.
***
3 hours later, the place was almost empty. Buffy just stood behind the counter, back hurting. She hasn’t taken her break yet, she had to work for another 2 hours. A tv attached to the ceiling was playing the news. A customer walked in.
“Welcome to the Doublemeat Palce, how can I take your order.” Buffy was so sick of asking that.
“Yeah, give me one of those new Triple Burgers I heard about.” The good looking guy said.
“Drink?” Buffy asked.
“How about a Dr. Pepper.” He answered.
“Coming right up.” Buffy told him as she pressed a few buttons.
After the guy paid and got his food, he walked over and sat in a booth.
“A Dinosuar?”
Buffy looked around confused, and saw that it was the news. Buffy watched, curious.
“That’s what Daryl Driver said his boat was attacked by. Earlier today, the Coast Guard found remains of an old fishing boat. Daryl was laying on a piece of the boat when it was found. He told police that he was knocked unconcious and woke up just as a dinasour struck the boat.”
The few people still in the Doublemeat Palace that were watching, started laughing. Buffy continued to watch.
“He and two others were on ths boat, the other two have not been found. Daryl is in the local Sunnydale Hospital recovering from a few inguries. Police are keeping an eye on the water where the boat was found. They said they are not sure if this has anything to do with the other boat disappearences. We will keep you updated.”
Buffy would have to see him. Ask him questions. She believed him. After work she would head to the Magic Box.
Part 3 Next Week!
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