Andrew's Wish
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This was playing round in my head so thought I'd share.
Andrew's Wish
Andrew, instead of watching for emerging demons, had been rambling on about his latest sci-fi action figure. Buffy should have realised how bad his fixation was when one of the suitcases he'd brought with him turned out to be full of carefully wrapped dolls that he couldn't bear to leave behind at the slayer headquarters. Not even his entire collection but his 'special ones' that he apparently needed to look at on a daily basis. Within hours they'd been in danger of taking over the house and she'd had to put her foot down and ban them to his bedroom. Although only that morning in the kitchen she'd noticed a grinning Captain Kirk posing on the counter and some random robot staring at her from the top of a fridge when she'd been eating breakfast.
And then there were the Star Wars films he watched with fanatical concentration.
He'd used blackmail ( chocolate muffins) to get her to watch one of them with him. Despite his assurances that they were classics Buffy hadn't been able to focus on it for very long. She'd told him, even though she was Slayer and partial to a bit of slay-age herself, she thought all those 'laser whatsits' were cheating and she couldn't cope with how everyone kept going on blah, blah, blah. Then she got bored, went online - looking at shoes- looked up and finding someone had been kicked into a big hole in the floor complained that didn't happen often enough in real life.
Big holes in the ground to discard evil were generally a no-no, the entire town of Sunnydale dropping down one being the big exception and of course portals – portals were sometimes good. As long as you didn't fall into one yourself and end up in a Hell dimension, she'd told him.
If watching sci-fi movies weren't bad enough Andrew had all those different tv series to watch as well. He was like Spike watching Passions, he sort of went into withdrawal if he missed an episode.
Star this, star that, she had no idea how the blonde geek managed to separate them one from another. To her they all merged into one after a while, space ships, spacey-stars going past and people rambling on about whatever star-sy people went on about.
It had started to feel like there was no escape from Andrew and his hobbies in the entire house; if he wasn't watching a movie in the living room or playing with his poseables in his bedroom, he was trying to educate her while he made her food. If it wasn't for those impressive food cooking qualities she'd have sent him packing after that first night.
Probably back to Faith. Who might accidentally-on-purpose stake him and she wouldn't blame her if she did.
Why send him to her? She'd told the Scoobies she was retiring so why they thought she'd be happy to train Andrew as a watcher she had no idea. She'd turned training the slay-ettes over to Faith and left her to deal with their hormones and the fall outs from raiding each others chocolate stashes and announced she was leaving. Which had not raised a single eyebrow amongst the Scoobies. The Meanies.
Giles was far too busy trying to sort his watcher council stuff out, Xander had gone off to Africa or somewhere with bad phone reception, Dawn wrapped up with a new boyfriend, whilst Willow had gone dark again. Not the End of the world Dark but I'm off with Kennedy to South America, so don't bother us we're having a good time and no longer your bestie, kinda dark. At least Kennedy was out her hair, silver lining, and all that. Now, back at college, to finish that education she'd had to give up the first time round, she'd been sort of happy. Busy during the day with classes and in the evenings just enough patrolling and demon/vamp action to keep her inner slayer happy when out the blue Andrew, (ANDREW!) turned up 'to keep her out of trouble'.
Thanks to Andrew she was now the proud owner of a pair of orange goo boots. Yes, once these were stylish yet affordable tan leather boots with sliver clasps and a perfect height heel for the fashion conscious Slayer were now ruined (RUINED), with orange demon goo. All because Andrew had been drooling over his Special Edition Princess Leia action figure that he'd brought out with him, instead of using the crossbow on those ugly demons with the snakey heads and the body of Big Bird from Sesame Street.
"Ugh, Look at my boots!" she found herself yelling. She'd only bought them that week, 50% sale at that little boutique in the mall. "They've got orange goo all over them!"
"Umm, it might wash off?" said Andrew, not even bothering to look over. He was carefully checking his Princess Leia action figure for damage as he'd dropped it during Buffy's fight with the demons.
Buffy narrowed her eyes watching him. The Goof had fallen to his knees as soon as the first Big Bird Demon burst out the shadows, his precious his action figure rolling across the factory floor and crossbow forgotten, rather than helping her slay the Big Bird demon and his Big Bird Buddies.
She looked at her boots again and grimaced at the mess. Orange goo? Why would Sesame Street's Big Bird even bleed orange goo?
"Wash off?! Wash Off? I'm going to slice and dice your dollie for that Andrew." She waved her sword, still dripping with icky demon blood, menacingly at Princess Leia.
"Nooooo," cried Andrew holding his action figure against his chest and looking as if he was going to cry. "If only you knew how valuable Princess Leia is to the galaxy! I've got Obi Wan on order – they are a new release and he's being delivered tomorrow, I got a text and everything saying when he is going to arrive."
At her eye roll the little geek struck what he must have thought was an imposing pose in front of her.
"I WISH I could take you to into the Star Wars world and make you love it like I do."
"Andrew! Don't say the 'W' word.." She hissed.
"WISH GRANTED"