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Summary: Buffy and Co. explain the eighth wonder of the world: Why did the chicken cross the road?
"Okay everyone, are you ready?" Lyn Black asked as Buffy, Xander, Willow, Anya, Dawn, Glory and Giles sat down in folding chairs set in a circle around her.
"The question is, why did the chicken cross the road. We'll start with Buffy and work our way around the circle," Lyn said, motioning to Buffy.
"It's obvious. The chicken's going to reactivate the Hellmouth! I need to go-" she started.
"Buffy, let's finish this first," Giles warned, taking her arm.
"Giles?" Lyn asked.
"It says here in my book that if a chicken crosses a road, it will step on a crack and break-"
"That's just superstition, but to each his own," Lyn said, glancing at Giles.
"I was just saying that when it steps on the crack, a Hellmouth gets activated!"
Lyn shook her head. "Glory?"
"I must go stop this chicken! He might know where my precious key is!" Glory stood up from her chair. She started to turn around to leave the circle when, BAM! Glory tripped over the folding chair, pushing it back and herself to the ground. She jumped up and ran out the door.
"Dawn?" Lyn asked, exasperated.
"The chicken's keeping a secret from me, I know it! But what is it? I have to ask it!" Dawn jumped up and ran out, following Glory.
"I take it that it's my turn?" Xander asked.
"Go ahead," Lyn said, smacking her forehead.
"The chicken's a bloodthirsty demon, and he's out to get me! I'm gonna get you back, Willow!" Xander pulled out of his shirt about twenty necklaces, all simple chains with different talismans, crosses and knick knacks. He shuffled them around, trying to find one.
"Anya, what kind of demon is a chicken?" he asked, examining each charm.
"Well, there's several varieties of demon chickens. There's the common chicken with enhanced capabilities-" she droned on and on for about half an hour.
"-and don't forget-"
"I think that's enough chickens, Anya. Why do you think the chicken crossed the road?" Lyn asked.
"Well, I think he's trying to get my money. And my engagement ring-" she droned on and on once again. Everyone ignored her and turned their attention to Willow.
"There's many reasons a chicken may have crossed a road. There's the all- popular male slash female attraction, implying that a rooster may have been crowing on the other side. There's also the possibility of a baby chick being harmed. Chickens are very temperamental, you know. Don't forget the possibility of a food or prey. But the only true way to figure it out, is to check out this Wicca site, 'cause you all know that I'm obsessed with Magick," Willow reached under her chair and pulled out her laptop, typing a web page address.
"The Wiccas say that the chicken's probably been cursed to cross it. There's no ifs ands or buts about it."
The meeting went haywire from there. Glory and Dawn returned, Glory to torture the Scoobies, Dawn to drill Buffy about the prospect of being lied to. Giles pulled out a thick book and started reading up on water demons. Willow continued to type into her laptop on other reasons why chickens might cross a road. Anya whipped out a cell phone to call the bank, Xander worked at untangling the mess of chains around his neck.
"Well, I guess we'll never figure it out. Why do you think the chicken crossed the road? Review, or I'll have Willow have MY will done!" Lyn bellowed, cackling like a witch.
Summary: Buffy and Co. explain the eighth wonder of the world: Why did the chicken cross the road?
"Okay everyone, are you ready?" Lyn Black asked as Buffy, Xander, Willow, Anya, Dawn, Glory and Giles sat down in folding chairs set in a circle around her.
"The question is, why did the chicken cross the road. We'll start with Buffy and work our way around the circle," Lyn said, motioning to Buffy.
"It's obvious. The chicken's going to reactivate the Hellmouth! I need to go-" she started.
"Buffy, let's finish this first," Giles warned, taking her arm.
"Giles?" Lyn asked.
"It says here in my book that if a chicken crosses a road, it will step on a crack and break-"
"That's just superstition, but to each his own," Lyn said, glancing at Giles.
"I was just saying that when it steps on the crack, a Hellmouth gets activated!"
Lyn shook her head. "Glory?"
"I must go stop this chicken! He might know where my precious key is!" Glory stood up from her chair. She started to turn around to leave the circle when, BAM! Glory tripped over the folding chair, pushing it back and herself to the ground. She jumped up and ran out the door.
"Dawn?" Lyn asked, exasperated.
"The chicken's keeping a secret from me, I know it! But what is it? I have to ask it!" Dawn jumped up and ran out, following Glory.
"I take it that it's my turn?" Xander asked.
"Go ahead," Lyn said, smacking her forehead.
"The chicken's a bloodthirsty demon, and he's out to get me! I'm gonna get you back, Willow!" Xander pulled out of his shirt about twenty necklaces, all simple chains with different talismans, crosses and knick knacks. He shuffled them around, trying to find one.
"Anya, what kind of demon is a chicken?" he asked, examining each charm.
"Well, there's several varieties of demon chickens. There's the common chicken with enhanced capabilities-" she droned on and on for about half an hour.
"-and don't forget-"
"I think that's enough chickens, Anya. Why do you think the chicken crossed the road?" Lyn asked.
"Well, I think he's trying to get my money. And my engagement ring-" she droned on and on once again. Everyone ignored her and turned their attention to Willow.
"There's many reasons a chicken may have crossed a road. There's the all- popular male slash female attraction, implying that a rooster may have been crowing on the other side. There's also the possibility of a baby chick being harmed. Chickens are very temperamental, you know. Don't forget the possibility of a food or prey. But the only true way to figure it out, is to check out this Wicca site, 'cause you all know that I'm obsessed with Magick," Willow reached under her chair and pulled out her laptop, typing a web page address.
"The Wiccas say that the chicken's probably been cursed to cross it. There's no ifs ands or buts about it."
The meeting went haywire from there. Glory and Dawn returned, Glory to torture the Scoobies, Dawn to drill Buffy about the prospect of being lied to. Giles pulled out a thick book and started reading up on water demons. Willow continued to type into her laptop on other reasons why chickens might cross a road. Anya whipped out a cell phone to call the bank, Xander worked at untangling the mess of chains around his neck.
"Well, I guess we'll never figure it out. Why do you think the chicken crossed the road? Review, or I'll have Willow have MY will done!" Lyn bellowed, cackling like a witch.