“Okay, so this demon comes once every thousand years, it’s coming this Friday, and it’s worse than the Master. Well, I guess I’ll be missing Sabrina the Teenage Witch this week”, she replied, sarcastically. Jessica erupted into peals of laughter.
“You actually watch that show?!”
Everyone rolled their eyes at her as Buffy spoke up, “Um, hello, *sarcasm* oh, second best. It’s called putting humor into the Slayerettes dull and dreary lives”, she grinned at her friends to show that she was teasing, then got serious again. “So, where does this demon reside?”
“The Bronze”, Giles replied.
“Damn. What is it with the Bronze?” she questioned. A new thought dawned on her, one that scared the living crap out of her. “Will…will it kill me?” Giles looked thoughtful for a second.
“Yes and no”, he replied, finally.
Buffy was confused. “Yes *and* no?” she repeated, “I don’t, I don’t…what?”
“Well, what this demon does, or turns you into, would have kill you inside or be something you hate—“
Cordelia cut him off, “For instance, it could kill Angel and turn you into a vampire”.
There was an embarrassed silence, as Cordelia slapped her hand over her mouth and said, in a muffled voice, “Oops, my bad”.
“Yeah. So, uh, where do I…we, stay?” Buffy asked, motioning to Whistler and Drusilla.
Everyone began speaking at once, except for Angel and Jessica.
“Well, I would like for you to…”
“You sorta, kinda…can’t…”
“Well…but…I…would like…uh…”
“Um, you *would* be able to, but…”
“Sorry, Buff, Uncle Bob took up the last spare room. You could sleep in the cellar…”
Buffy looked at them all and sighed. “Well, I can’t very well go home and say to the people that moved there, ‘Hi, I used to live here, but you don’t know me, so, can I crash here?’". She sighed again, and turned to Whistler and Drusilla. “C’mon guys, we’ll just find some Bates Motel". She turned to the rest of the group. “But if some guy obsessed with his dead mother kills me in the shower…it’s gonna be all your fault". She smiled sweetly, and turned to leave.
“Wait!” Angel spoke up. “You, you can stay at my apartment until you go, go back to LA".
“Are you sure?” Buffy asked, as they all looked at him with surprise, except for Jessica, who looked extremely jealous. Buffy glanced at Drusilla. “I hope you don’t mind sharing your blood supply", she warned. “But, but are you sure? I don’t want to impose, or cause you any trouble or—“
“Then don’t stay there", Jessica spoke up. Everyone glared at her. “What?”
“Don’t worry, blondie, I won’t elope with your boyfriend. I might be tempted, but, Angel, keeper of innocence of all, (`cept mine) won’t go for it". Everyone laughed, except Jessica, who just glared. Buffy turned to Angel once again. “So, you’re sure?”
“Positive".
“Then let’s do it! Will, I’ll call ya! We have some major catchin’ up to do! See ya, guys! Bye, blondie!”
“Later, *Puffy*”, Jessica shot back. Buffy just laughed aloud.
“You don’t know how many times I’ve been called that!”
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