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Summary: Little plotbunnies I need to get out of my head. Adoptable.

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Multiple Crossings > General(Current Donor)FeynorFR1362,7270146,06920 Apr 1321 Jun 13No


Note: I haven't given up on my stories, but "Real Life" have not been kind lately, which sucks, because I have the ideas, I have the stories, but I can't get them onto "paper". However, I had a little time on the bus this morning, and I felt like writing something... odd.

Buffy was frozen in place, staring at the offending item sitting on the table in front of her.

As a slayer, she was more than a little used to the strange and weird, however this definitely topped the charts, if only because of the unexpectedness of it all, and maybe the implications that would follow.

She looked at her mentor, and possibly her father figure, though he would deny having that role if he ever found out. "Giles, please tell me this have happened before, that there is a way to fix this."

"I'm pretty sure it has happened before, though probably not to a slayer, at least not that I know of."

"But... How am I going to tell my mother? There is no way I can hide THIS from her, at least not for long."

Giles reply was to start polishing his glasses, rigorously, this was one problem he definitely, desperately, wanted to stay out of.

"Giles!" Buffy whined, distress clearly displayed on her face. "It's BLUE! How am I ever going to hide that. Eventually people will notice, and people gossip." The volume and pitch of her voice rising with each syllable, making Giles wince in pain.

She sat down heavily. "I'm going to kill him," Buffy muttered angrily. "Utterly and thoroughly. Then I'm going to get someone to raise him from the dead, and kill him some more!"

That got Giles attention. "Uhm... kill who?"

"Xander, he did this."

"Xander? How?" Giles exclaimed, surprised.

Buffy glared at him, almost daring him to continue THAT line of inquiry.

Giles was a smart man, and got the message right away. "Right, forget I asked. But killing him? Isn't that a little drastic?"

"You are right, I shouldn't kill him. I'll make him explain this to my MOM," Buffy finally stated, after having spent a good minute thinking it over. She picked up the offending item shook it rigorously, almost trying to shake it into changing colour.

It didn't.

"Blue, Giles, it's blue!" She sat down again, almost in tears. Giles had a revelation, having noticed something no other Watcher had ever reported. Mood swings was another aspect enhanced by the slayer package.

He was doomed.

They all were, most likely.

"Buffy, maybe you should just kill him then," Giles finally replied, "forcing him to be the one to tell your mother is... cruel."

"That's the general idea, Giles, he did this to me!"

"Who did what to you?" Xander asked from the library entrance.

Buffy was out of her chair, and had Xander pinned to the wall in less than a blink of an eye. "This! You did this!" Buffy almost screamed.

It was hard to tell what had caused him the most pain, the force holding him firmly pinned to the wall, feet dangling at least a foot off the ground, the volume of Buffy's voice, or the pointy item poking him in the chest, repeatedly, stabbing out each syllable of her tirade. "It's BLUE, Xander, how are we going to explain that?"

Xander looked at her, those deep brown, sorrowful eyes almost managing to melt her heart. "I'm sorry Buffy..." was about as far as he got.

"Sorry? You are 'Sorry'. You promised me you'd be careful, that nothing would happen."

"Well, to be fair to Xander, things tend to favour the chaotic when Xander gets involved," Giles interrupted, "you, of all people, should know that by now."

Xander looked at Giles, almost begging him to continue. Anything to postpone the inevitable was to be cherished, even a Giles lecture.

Giles did one better. He sided with Buffy. "But I have to say they you might have outdone yourself this time, Xander."

Before he could answer, he was interrupted by Willow, who barged into the library, almost managing to collide with Buffy and Xander on her way in. Bright as she was, it still took her a few seconds to take in the scene, finally focusing on Buffy's hand, and the item she held there.

"Buffy," she started, quickly descending into fits of hysteria. "What in Merlin's name did you do to your wand?"

The End?

You have reached the end of "Plotbunnies" – so far. This story is incomplete and the last chapter was posted on 21 Jun 13.

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