Buffy was walking down the street, minding her own business, counting how many cracks there were in the sidewalk between her house and the school. As she was walking, a blond girl slammed into her.
"S-s-sorry." the girl stuttered picking up all her dropped papers.
"No, I'm sorry, I was counting all the cracks in the ground, but I should have been watching where I was going." Buffy told her and helped her pick up her papers.
"O-oh really? H-h-how many did you get?" the girl asked.
"Umm, so far 482...anyway, what's your name?" Buffy asked.
"I'm T-Tara." the girl answered shyly.
"Cool, I'm Buffy." Buffy said and stuck out a hand. Tara took her hand and shook it lightly.
"N-nice to meet you B-Buffy." she said quietly.
"Hey, you could come hang out with us some time if you want. I live in the school library." Buffy told her.
"S-sure...I-i'll see you around." she said and started to walk away. Buffy watched her as she walked. Tara turned around and gave a small wave and smile.
*~*
"Buffy! What took you so long?" Giles demanded. He was standing in the library, holding a stack of musty books. And wearing possibly the oldest outfit in history.
Cordelia and Xander were sitting at the table, holding hands, and Willow and Oz were sitting on the stairs near Giles's office door.
"His tuxedo is motheaten." Cordelia said idly.
"Would that be called a tuxedo?" Xander asked looking at her.
"I have no idea." Cordelia answered.
"Ok, Giles, what's the new big bad?" Buffy asked changing the subject.
"It's very worrisome!" Oz shot in looking scared. If Oz was scared, it HAD to be bad.
"It's terrible." Giles said. He dropped the stack of books and went into his office.
"No, but did they even HAVE tuxedos that long ago?" Xander asked. He and Cordelia had continued their conversation on the motheaten tuxedo, as all this was going on, and were totally oblivious to the "terribleness" of the situation.
"Willow, how bad is it?" Buffy asked.
"I don't know, I've been sitting here trying to find out what the mayor will turn into when he ascends. I shouldn't, I know, the others assured me this was so much worse, but, I really wanna know. Suspense kills me. And I'm babbling. And now shutting up." Willow said, shook her head, and stuck her nose in the book.
Giles finally came out of his office. He was holding an apple and an orange.
"It's terrible. We've been sitting here trying to decide, I mean is apple, orange, apple....ORANGE...apple, apple...orange. We just can't decide!" Giles said, stressed.
"Oh, no! I think we'll have to call Angel in for this one!" Buffy said looking worried. She turned towards the sky and yelled "ANGEL! OH AAAAAAANGEL!" the ceiling opened up and Angel came down. Full with wings, halo, and birkenstocks. Oh yes and harp. He was accopanied by three flying sheep. One had long brown hair and looked fairly insane, the other had slicked back blond hair and sharp teeth. And the last was a brunette with kinda spiky hair.
"Hello, Angel! We have the worst situation!" Buffy said running over to him and throwing herself into his arms.
"What is it?" he asked posing to show off his muscles.
"We can't choose! Apple, orange, apple." Buffy explained. He looked at the fruits closely and said,
"We shall ask the sheep. Drusilla!!" he called. The sheep with long brown hair trotted up and sniffed at both of them. Then licked the apple.
"Spike!" Angel called. The sheep with the blond hair trotted up and instantly sunk his teeth in the orange.
"Ok, Doyle, you're the winning sheep!" Angel said. Doyle looked at them, and serenly trotted up to the fruits. He cleared his throat.
"Why must we make this decsision?" he asked with an Irish accent.
"Wait! I just remembered something. Angel, you went to hell, not heaven! Give me a moment to ANGST!"
"Hell? Oh shit. I thought I had come back from the dead. Now that I know I have to go to hell, I just wanna go home and brood." he said. Then his body was engulfed in flames.
"As I was saying. I have to choose the orange." the Irish sheep said.
"The spell is gone! We're vampires again, Dru!" Spike said, now in a human form. Dru stood next to him.
"Let us go!" Spike said.
"Nu-uh, I don't like you anymore!" she said and ran out into the sunlight bursting into flames. Tara just happened to be standing there. She looked from the library to the dust and walked into the library.
"Willow! You're a witch! You have to help me!" Spike whined. Tara walked in and immediatly walked over to Buffy.
"Uh, hi." she said quietly.
"Hey Tara!" Buffy greeted warmly.
'Hey baby." the Doyle-sheep said.
"Aw! What a cute sheep you have!" Tara said and leaned down. She gave him a soft kiss on the nose and he transformed into human Doyle.
"Tara! I love you! But that isn't how the Powers that Be want it!" he exclaimed. He kissed her on the lips and sent her out of the room.
"AND DON'T RETURN!" he called after her. "I must go to L.A. and wait for Angel!" he said.
'Honey. Angel's in hell." Buffy said. "Wait...ANGST!"
"I know, but he's gonna come back. I will see you very soon...or not!" he said and disappeared.
"That was odd." Buffy said. Spike finished crying and left. But didn't burst into dust just because welove him.
"Oh dear." Giles said cleaning his glasses.
'What?" Buffy asked.
"I-I'm afraid I don't remember whether he said apple, orange, or apple." Giles said.
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