BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER:
"Smoke and Mirrors"
By: Justin Boggan
(Started May 16, 2003 and finished: )
The sun shines apon the Sunnydale fairgrounds, located on the outskirts of the town.
Anya is with Xander, Tara with Willow are together.
Xander stands behind Anya, cheering her up as she lifts a mallet and raises it above her head.
"Come on Ann! You can do it! That's my girl!"
She lowers it and turns around and glares at him. He stops. She turns back around and prepares again.
"Yeah! Woo hoo. Pound that sucker!"
She turns to face him yet again.
"Do you mind?! I'm going to pound you in a second if you don't be quiet."
"Do you think you can hurry up? There's a line behind you. We don't have all day," the man next to the fair game comments.
She makes an about face again, raises it and slams it down. The Strength Testing devices shoots up and blows the bell right out the top, shattering it.
"Hey!" the carnie guy exclaims. He eyes the angrily.
"I did it!" Anya yells triumphantly.
"Yes you did, come on Anya, let's go," he grabs her shoulder and takes the mallet out of her hands. She backs up a little and jumps up and down and turns to face Xander again. She is smiling.
"Was that good? Did I do good?"
"You sure did sweetie."
They walk off and Xander looks at the carnie and mouths, "Sorry."
"Thanks," Tara says and puts some money on a counter. Her and Willow both walk off with big thigh sized cotton candy.
"Whoa," says Willow, as she holds up her blue cotton candy.
Tara attempts to take a bite from her giant pink one. They both walk side bt side.
"Oh! There's the Carossel. I want to ride a pony. Come on, let's ride a pony."
Tara pulls out the tickets and looks at the Carosel ticket amount sign.
"We need more. See? It says six each and we only have," she counts them again, "ten. Oh no, ten. It's a ticket emergency."
"Someone call the paper paramedics," Willow adds.
They both laugh. Just as Willow is about to take a bite, she trips and her cotton candy falls into the dirt.
"Nooooo . ah. Big blue, I knew thee so little." She looks at it. Dirt is stuck all over. She walks over to a trashcan by her and tosses it away.
"Here," says Tara, "have some of mine. We can share. If you like. If you don't mind sharing with me, is all."
"No, of course not. I don't mind. That's so sweet. Thank you."
Willow peels a strip of cotton off and eats it.
"Ummmmm." she exclaims.
"You know," Tara remarks, "this cotton candy is a lot like our friendship; it has many layers. Lasts a long time and I think is really sweet."
"Actually, I think it's more about the stick."
"Stick? I thought you were . you know . a you-know-what?"
"Gay? Yes gay! I am gay, what I meant is the stick can be important too. After all, it's what holds everything together."
They both smile happily and eat some more cotton candy.
"Tea cups! Spinning tea cups. I have a great idea. We'll eat all of this and then go on those and spin round and around till we are so dizzy and throw it all up."
"That's your idea of fun? Puke all over our selves? Get all icky?"
"Yes, but when we get home we will have to take a shower."
"Ah! Of course, proper healthy hygiene is important."
"You bet ya," Willow responds in a coy manner.
"Let's go retch."
Buffy and Dawn both walk through the dark. Low lights are flashing on and off and a haze is in the air
"Ah!" Dawn screams.
A man dressed as a werewolf jumps out from behind a wall.
"Dawn, it's just a guy in a silly costume. Nothing to worry about. You got to learn to control you reactions and."
"Aaaaggghhhhh!!!" a guy jumps out at Buffy, dressed as a vampire. PUNCH! She nails him with a right hock to his nose. His false teeth fall out next to Buffy's shoes.
"Oh sorry! She picks up the teeth and hands then to the guy.
"I am really am. Is it all right, I can . Johnathan?"
"Yeah, it's me. Thanks a lot," he says as he feels for blood on his nose and looks at it.
"You're so tall," Buffy comments without realizing the possible insult.
"I'm wearing stilts. I knew I shouldn't have taken this job."
Buffy tries to help, but Johnathan walks off. Buffy continues.
"You were saying something about controlling my reactions?" Dawn playfully rubs in.
"Hush, not another word."
"Come on Rupert. It will be fun. You don't want to be an old foogie?"
"Yes, well, this old man foogies with the best of them. Besides, I'm too old to be doing this sort of thing anymore."
She looks at him. He shakes his head.
"Oh, alright."
They both take off their shoes and go into a giant air inflated plastic trampoline.
Buffy and Dawn exit the Hunted House.
"What do we go on next?" Dawn inquires.
"I don't know. We don't have very many tickets left."
"Well, what ever it is, as long as it doesn't have short guys on stilts dressed as vampires, we should be okay."
"Come here!" Buffy chases Dawn.
At the entrance to the Hunted House, two carnies stand there and take tickets. One is dressed scruffy and looks like a new guy, while the other is clean-shaven and dressed better. His hair is short brown with a hint of red and he looks Irish.
An old couple walks up and gives them their tickets. The couple enters. The shorter, more unknowing rider attendant eyes then it.
"What about them? They're old, no one cares."
"No," saw the more mature.
"Why?"
"You see Frederick, they are old, they go missing and we'll have a whole mess of trouble apon us. While them," he eyes Buffy and Dawn, "are young and if they were to go missing, it could be any number of things. Blimey, for all they know, the two could have just run off. This is why I am in charge. Learn by my lead and one-day you shall be too."
"O'Malley, look."
A lone teenage girl wonders over.
"Four tickets please," informs O'Malley.
"Oh, but I only have three. I really wanted to go."
"Here, you just make your way in and I'll forget."
"Thank you, you are so kind."
"Yeah, now scoot before someone sees me do this," he winks an eye, "and have yourself a good time young lady."
O'Malley watches her in and shifts his head's view back to Frederick.
"Now?"
O'Malley smirks and looks side to side.
"Tap her and run her dry."
Frederick runs behind the Haunted House to a secret back passage and O'Malley guards the front.
"Smoke and Mirrors"
By: Justin Boggan
(Started May 16, 2003 and finished: )
The sun shines apon the Sunnydale fairgrounds, located on the outskirts of the town.
Anya is with Xander, Tara with Willow are together.
Xander stands behind Anya, cheering her up as she lifts a mallet and raises it above her head.
"Come on Ann! You can do it! That's my girl!"
She lowers it and turns around and glares at him. He stops. She turns back around and prepares again.
"Yeah! Woo hoo. Pound that sucker!"
She turns to face him yet again.
"Do you mind?! I'm going to pound you in a second if you don't be quiet."
"Do you think you can hurry up? There's a line behind you. We don't have all day," the man next to the fair game comments.
She makes an about face again, raises it and slams it down. The Strength Testing devices shoots up and blows the bell right out the top, shattering it.
"Hey!" the carnie guy exclaims. He eyes the angrily.
"I did it!" Anya yells triumphantly.
"Yes you did, come on Anya, let's go," he grabs her shoulder and takes the mallet out of her hands. She backs up a little and jumps up and down and turns to face Xander again. She is smiling.
"Was that good? Did I do good?"
"You sure did sweetie."
They walk off and Xander looks at the carnie and mouths, "Sorry."
"Thanks," Tara says and puts some money on a counter. Her and Willow both walk off with big thigh sized cotton candy.
"Whoa," says Willow, as she holds up her blue cotton candy.
Tara attempts to take a bite from her giant pink one. They both walk side bt side.
"Oh! There's the Carossel. I want to ride a pony. Come on, let's ride a pony."
Tara pulls out the tickets and looks at the Carosel ticket amount sign.
"We need more. See? It says six each and we only have," she counts them again, "ten. Oh no, ten. It's a ticket emergency."
"Someone call the paper paramedics," Willow adds.
They both laugh. Just as Willow is about to take a bite, she trips and her cotton candy falls into the dirt.
"Nooooo . ah. Big blue, I knew thee so little." She looks at it. Dirt is stuck all over. She walks over to a trashcan by her and tosses it away.
"Here," says Tara, "have some of mine. We can share. If you like. If you don't mind sharing with me, is all."
"No, of course not. I don't mind. That's so sweet. Thank you."
Willow peels a strip of cotton off and eats it.
"Ummmmm." she exclaims.
"You know," Tara remarks, "this cotton candy is a lot like our friendship; it has many layers. Lasts a long time and I think is really sweet."
"Actually, I think it's more about the stick."
"Stick? I thought you were . you know . a you-know-what?"
"Gay? Yes gay! I am gay, what I meant is the stick can be important too. After all, it's what holds everything together."
They both smile happily and eat some more cotton candy.
"Tea cups! Spinning tea cups. I have a great idea. We'll eat all of this and then go on those and spin round and around till we are so dizzy and throw it all up."
"That's your idea of fun? Puke all over our selves? Get all icky?"
"Yes, but when we get home we will have to take a shower."
"Ah! Of course, proper healthy hygiene is important."
"You bet ya," Willow responds in a coy manner.
"Let's go retch."
Buffy and Dawn both walk through the dark. Low lights are flashing on and off and a haze is in the air
"Ah!" Dawn screams.
A man dressed as a werewolf jumps out from behind a wall.
"Dawn, it's just a guy in a silly costume. Nothing to worry about. You got to learn to control you reactions and."
"Aaaaggghhhhh!!!" a guy jumps out at Buffy, dressed as a vampire. PUNCH! She nails him with a right hock to his nose. His false teeth fall out next to Buffy's shoes.
"Oh sorry! She picks up the teeth and hands then to the guy.
"I am really am. Is it all right, I can . Johnathan?"
"Yeah, it's me. Thanks a lot," he says as he feels for blood on his nose and looks at it.
"You're so tall," Buffy comments without realizing the possible insult.
"I'm wearing stilts. I knew I shouldn't have taken this job."
Buffy tries to help, but Johnathan walks off. Buffy continues.
"You were saying something about controlling my reactions?" Dawn playfully rubs in.
"Hush, not another word."
"Come on Rupert. It will be fun. You don't want to be an old foogie?"
"Yes, well, this old man foogies with the best of them. Besides, I'm too old to be doing this sort of thing anymore."
She looks at him. He shakes his head.
"Oh, alright."
They both take off their shoes and go into a giant air inflated plastic trampoline.
Buffy and Dawn exit the Hunted House.
"What do we go on next?" Dawn inquires.
"I don't know. We don't have very many tickets left."
"Well, what ever it is, as long as it doesn't have short guys on stilts dressed as vampires, we should be okay."
"Come here!" Buffy chases Dawn.
At the entrance to the Hunted House, two carnies stand there and take tickets. One is dressed scruffy and looks like a new guy, while the other is clean-shaven and dressed better. His hair is short brown with a hint of red and he looks Irish.
An old couple walks up and gives them their tickets. The couple enters. The shorter, more unknowing rider attendant eyes then it.
"What about them? They're old, no one cares."
"No," saw the more mature.
"Why?"
"You see Frederick, they are old, they go missing and we'll have a whole mess of trouble apon us. While them," he eyes Buffy and Dawn, "are young and if they were to go missing, it could be any number of things. Blimey, for all they know, the two could have just run off. This is why I am in charge. Learn by my lead and one-day you shall be too."
"O'Malley, look."
A lone teenage girl wonders over.
"Four tickets please," informs O'Malley.
"Oh, but I only have three. I really wanted to go."
"Here, you just make your way in and I'll forget."
"Thank you, you are so kind."
"Yeah, now scoot before someone sees me do this," he winks an eye, "and have yourself a good time young lady."
O'Malley watches her in and shifts his head's view back to Frederick.
"Now?"
O'Malley smirks and looks side to side.
"Tap her and run her dry."
Frederick runs behind the Haunted House to a secret back passage and O'Malley guards the front.