Ahhh! A Bunny!
A/N: Set after Tabula Rasa. This is a new format of my other fic. I've deleted that one and put this is its place.
Anya POV
I woke up. Xander already left. He says that he has to go to work, but I sometimes just want time him. Alone. He calmly explains to me that when he works he can buy me pretty things. I love the idea, but the way he says it is like I'm a child.
I got dressed and then walked to the kitchen. I made myself some toast. I'm kind of used to Xander making me breakfast. At first, I was surprised that he could cook at all. But now I know he's been doing it for a while. And I've heard it's hard to find a guy who cooks. I guess I'm lucky.
When I was a demon I would grant wishes to women whose husbands or boyfriends cheated on them, or did them some sort of wrong. The job was very satisfying. D'Hoffran was my father figure. But that just goes to show that you can't trust anyone. Even the closest people to you.
I eat my toast. It's burnt. I walk to my door, open it, and walk out. I walk to work. I do a lot of thinking during this time. I look down at my hands. I see a shiny object. My ring. I remember now. The engagement ring, Xander gave me. In my thousand plus years I never thought I would ever get married. But I guess it all works out for the best. I've never been so happy.
I arrive at The Magic Box. I take out my key. There is only one copy of this key and I have it. It makes me feel special. There was another copy of the key. It belonged to Giles, but he's gone. Not that I'm glad, but having the store to myself is so cool.
I open the door. Empty. Not that I expected anybody to be there, but you can never be sure. I walk toward the counter. I set down my keys and go to the other side. I take my keys and open the cash register. Ching. I take out a wad of cash. This is my favorite part of the day.
After a while of rubbing the money between my fingers, I put the key in the register, open it up, and put the money back in. I close the register, again. I walk from behind the counter to the door. I unlock the door and turn the sign that says "closed" to "open". My day has officially started.
Every so often a customer will walk in. They will buy my fine merchandise and leave. That's the way it should be. Everyday at noon Willow and Tara would come in and read some magick books or try to make conversation with me. Not today. Ever since Willow and Tara broke up, they don't come here at noon.
At about 2pm I will here the usual rattling from downstairs. I used to think it was bunnies, but now I know its just Spike. Stealing Burma root, as usual. No surprise there. But he's not here today. Ever since our whole musical fiasco things have been different. Everything has changed.
At 2:45 Dawn will come running in with her back pack on, followed by Buffy. Today they come in as usual, little earlier but still as usual. Buffy will ask me where everybody is. I will tell here there not here yet. I'm aware that Buffy and Willow don't like me very much. And I'm fine with that. I'm used to it. Years as a vengeance demon, nobody really liked me.
At 3pm Willow and Xander walk in. Willow sits down in her usual chair and chat away with Buffy and Dawn. Xander will come straight to me. He'll give me a kiss. Before, I lied. This is my favorite part of the day.
A few more customers will come in. Today a tall, thin teenager came up to me. She asked if we carried any rabbit's feet. At that, I was frightened. Xander walked to the girl and told her we were out. She understood and left. I tell Xander that I hope no more customers like that will come in. But they always do.
At 6:15pm Buffy goes put to patrol. Every night she'll patrol. Everyday she gets grouchier.
Willow will say "Dawn, it's getting late. I should take you home." Dawn will complain. I'll throw in the occasional comment, but Willow will eventually win and they will leave.
I turn off the lights and walk toward the door with Xander. I'm about to lock up. I remember I forgot the keys. I feel something fury goes on my leg. I turn on the lights.
"Ahhhhhh! A bunny!"
A/N: Set after Tabula Rasa. This is a new format of my other fic. I've deleted that one and put this is its place.
Anya POV
I woke up. Xander already left. He says that he has to go to work, but I sometimes just want time him. Alone. He calmly explains to me that when he works he can buy me pretty things. I love the idea, but the way he says it is like I'm a child.
I got dressed and then walked to the kitchen. I made myself some toast. I'm kind of used to Xander making me breakfast. At first, I was surprised that he could cook at all. But now I know he's been doing it for a while. And I've heard it's hard to find a guy who cooks. I guess I'm lucky.
When I was a demon I would grant wishes to women whose husbands or boyfriends cheated on them, or did them some sort of wrong. The job was very satisfying. D'Hoffran was my father figure. But that just goes to show that you can't trust anyone. Even the closest people to you.
I eat my toast. It's burnt. I walk to my door, open it, and walk out. I walk to work. I do a lot of thinking during this time. I look down at my hands. I see a shiny object. My ring. I remember now. The engagement ring, Xander gave me. In my thousand plus years I never thought I would ever get married. But I guess it all works out for the best. I've never been so happy.
I arrive at The Magic Box. I take out my key. There is only one copy of this key and I have it. It makes me feel special. There was another copy of the key. It belonged to Giles, but he's gone. Not that I'm glad, but having the store to myself is so cool.
I open the door. Empty. Not that I expected anybody to be there, but you can never be sure. I walk toward the counter. I set down my keys and go to the other side. I take my keys and open the cash register. Ching. I take out a wad of cash. This is my favorite part of the day.
After a while of rubbing the money between my fingers, I put the key in the register, open it up, and put the money back in. I close the register, again. I walk from behind the counter to the door. I unlock the door and turn the sign that says "closed" to "open". My day has officially started.
Every so often a customer will walk in. They will buy my fine merchandise and leave. That's the way it should be. Everyday at noon Willow and Tara would come in and read some magick books or try to make conversation with me. Not today. Ever since Willow and Tara broke up, they don't come here at noon.
At about 2pm I will here the usual rattling from downstairs. I used to think it was bunnies, but now I know its just Spike. Stealing Burma root, as usual. No surprise there. But he's not here today. Ever since our whole musical fiasco things have been different. Everything has changed.
At 2:45 Dawn will come running in with her back pack on, followed by Buffy. Today they come in as usual, little earlier but still as usual. Buffy will ask me where everybody is. I will tell here there not here yet. I'm aware that Buffy and Willow don't like me very much. And I'm fine with that. I'm used to it. Years as a vengeance demon, nobody really liked me.
At 3pm Willow and Xander walk in. Willow sits down in her usual chair and chat away with Buffy and Dawn. Xander will come straight to me. He'll give me a kiss. Before, I lied. This is my favorite part of the day.
A few more customers will come in. Today a tall, thin teenager came up to me. She asked if we carried any rabbit's feet. At that, I was frightened. Xander walked to the girl and told her we were out. She understood and left. I tell Xander that I hope no more customers like that will come in. But they always do.
At 6:15pm Buffy goes put to patrol. Every night she'll patrol. Everyday she gets grouchier.
Willow will say "Dawn, it's getting late. I should take you home." Dawn will complain. I'll throw in the occasional comment, but Willow will eventually win and they will leave.
I turn off the lights and walk toward the door with Xander. I'm about to lock up. I remember I forgot the keys. I feel something fury goes on my leg. I turn on the lights.
"Ahhhhhh! A bunny!"