You could call the three of us many things (crazy bitches is one Lex uses quite a lot) bffs, which my once-upon best friend Elle Bishop called every person she came into contact with, sisters, and best buds but all we call ourselves is a bunch of strange but strong girls.

(plus it helps that Buff is the strongest of us all and beats all those mean boys up for us, meaning: Clark, the heart-breaker and the Doctor, the human one, who likes to be a jerk every now and then)

But each time we're together (the three musketeers with breasts) our crazy lives filled to the brim with Supermen, daleks, and the undead, who like popping up during happy hour, seem to melt away and our broken-hearts fuse back place if only for once a month.

The best part of our time together, which is limited these days (because of the world ending every hour of every freaking day), was to sit around and compare our very colorful boyfriends.

(which for me is one very clueless pretty boy, and for them is real boys that love them and won't stop showing it)

"Each of us got roses again, what sad saps sent them this time?"

While saying this (and being almost under the influence) I knew fully that the sad sap that sent mine was Clark Kent who in these months finally woke up and saw what he was missing.

And it's about time I got the chance to make him mine but first he gets to suffer (for a few weeks or more) like I did, and watch me make out with Oliver.

"Bullocks, I got one from the master, he's been acting like a sodding stalker for a while now and it's getting old quick. Plus I was hoping to get some from the doctor (2.0) who's acting like total jerk yet again."

"So much for him being the same as the real thing, who has started to come around a lot more then he should, I bet he's just jealous. Anyway about the master crap just ignore him, it works with me and Lex and trust me he's a whole lot worse in the stalker department just ask Lana."

(I both threw up a little in my mouth and my eyes lit up in flames when the name Lana came my lips, that's been happening ever since the whole Doomsday thing)

"Mine luckily isn't from any stalker (if they were it would one Dracula, who just won't die), but it's a lot worse them that, there from Angel."

"Damn, Buff, that's not good at all, does Spike know?"

This whole roses from the soulmate thing happens with Buff about once a month or so, when ever Angel realizes once again that she's the one for him even if all her 'I love yous' are now being said to Spike nowadays (who stayed rather then bolting, and plus he can sleep with her without becoming the antichrist) and you bet that Spike doesn't like this whole thing at all.

(his words 'a puff head is going to die again, turn to bloody brooding dust!')

"Yep, he's the one that found them and so as we speak he's heading to beat the hell out of him, again. But I don't care that much anymore as long as he's home before light."

"Now, Lois, who sent you, you're lovely roses?"

Instead of finding the name 'CK' on the note, I found that they were from none other then Lex Luther himself (and they weren't the first, flowers, candy, and kidnappers, yep all the things girls love) who just the other day was said to be dead and buried, which meant I had gotten my hopes up for nothing.

"Mother F-!"