Oz gets a puppy. (hehe)
Sadly, his puppy runs away. (as puppies tend to do sometimes)
Willow helps him find his puppy.
They run into Drusilla.
Willow smiled to herself as she knocked Oz's door. She had no homework to do that night, it was pretty quiet on the demon front plus Oz didn't have practice this afternoon. It would be just him and her, with some much quality timeage.
All of a sudden, she heard a peculiar howl coming from inside Oz's house, which sent shivers down her spine.
'Oz?' she called out nervously. 'Are you okay in there?'
She looked up at the sky. It was only 4 o'clock. There wasn't another full moon for two weeks, either. At least, so she thought. For a terrifying few seconds she thought perhaps Oz had come under a spell of some sort, that had made him.....fuzzy. After all, living on a Hellmouth could do that to a person without the faintest of warnings.
She tried the door handle. It wasn't locked. Slowly, she entered the house.
'Oz?' she called again.
She screamed as something small and furry leapt at her from the kitchen, snarling.
'Willow, don't move', came a voice. 'Bono, here!'.
It took a few moments for Willow to realise that she had been attacked by a great dane puppy, and not...Oz. She breathed a big sigh of relief. The puppy run into Oz's arms, and he cuddled it.
'Willow. Hey. meet Bono.'
Willow, her nerves returning, felt her heart melt.
'Hi Bono', she smiled. She rose and began petting him. 'Aren't you the cutest, meanest silly thing?'
She turned to Oz. 'You had a puppy!'
He nodded. 'Well, I've felt this strange affinity with dogs since being one.'
'So have I', she beamed. 'I love dogs...not that I was one....but oh! I could like help you look after it and stuff. Take it for long walks, phone the cops when he finds a rotting corpse in a field somewhere....it will be so fun!'
'Yeah', Oz agreed, throwing a ball for Bono, who barked and run out of sight. 'I guess so'.
They drew in together for a long, sweet kiss, and Willow felt as though she was in heaven. Oz had to be the most perfect boyfriend in the entire world.
Eventually, they pulled apart when they heard a loud woof from outside .
Willow bit her lip. 'Is he meant to make that kind of noise out on the street?' she asked.
Oz frowned. 'He's not meant to go outside at all.'
They looked at each other in horror.
'I must have left the front door open!', Willow cried. They both run outside, but the puppy was gone.
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After a few hours of searching the local area, Willow burst into tears.
'What if something's happened to him?', she sobbed. 'he's so little, what if he meets Mr Biggles down the road?'
Oz put a comforting arm around her. 'I'm sure Bono could outrun any old cat.'
Suddenly, Willow shot up. 'We have to keep looking', she announced.
'But where?', pondered Oz. 'Where would a puppy go in Sunnydale?'
Willow looked grim. 'Where all the icky bones and rotting flesh are of course. 'A graveyard'.
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Armed with stakes and holy water, Oz and Willow searched each cemetary, calling out the puppy's name.
'I sure hope we don't come across any vampires tonight', Willow said nervously. Oz squeezed her hand, and she felt safe for a moment.
After what felt the hundreth cemetary, they saw Bono, digging up a grave.
'Bono!' Willow cried. 'You're safe! But you might want to stop gravedigging. You'll get into trouble'.
Seeing Oz, Bono run towards him, tail wagging. Oz fingered his studded collar in confusion. 'Cool. But i don't remember buying this collar....'
'It's my puppy', said a voice from the shadows. Bono barked angrily. Drusilla walked towards them. 'I always wanted a little doggy to hug and squeeze and comb away all the messy little tangles.' She knelt down and called Bono. 'here my little precious, come to Mummy'.
The dog growled, then dribbled.
'That dog has spunk', Oz mused.
'Get away, Drusilla', Willow warned, sounding more braver than she felt. 'You're not eating this puppy!'
'But he's mine', Drusilla swayed. her face vamped. 'it's rude to steal other people's puppies'
She lunged at them, but screamed as Oz flung holy water over her face.
'That's not very nice!', she chided, and knocked Willow to the ground.
'No, THIS is not very nice!', came another voice, and Drusilla was kicked against a tree.
'Buffy?!'. gasped Willow.
Buffy pulled out her stake. 'Drusilla, if you want a dog, get a cyber pet.'
Drusilla moaned, and without a backwards glance, fled from the graveyard. Oz helped Willow up, as Buffy stroked Bono, who nuzzled her gratefully.
'You okay?', Oz asked, and Willow nodded mutely. Buffy turned towards them.
'Guys, be more careful. With all this mess with Angelus and Drusilla, you don't want to make a wrong move. What were you THINKING taking a dog for a walk in a cemetary anyway? Risky much?'
Willow sighed, and looked at Oz, who seemed to be making decisions in his head.
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'It feels really empty here', Willow noted. 'Although I only knew him for what, Five minutes?'
Bono has gone to live with Oz's grandparents on a farm. Oz had thought it over, and realized that Sunnydale just wasn't safe enough to keep a dog...well...safe.
'I miss him', Oz declared. 'He walked funny'.
'I suppose it was for the best.... ', Willow sighed, and they snuggled up together.
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