RABBIT STEW
Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer and its characters belong to Joss Whedon & Mutant Enemy.
Anya stared at the pink shirt and dropped it back into the washing machine. "You lied to me," she muttered.
"Anya!" Xander's voice wafted into the laundry.
Anya moved away, pointing her hand at the machine as if she held a gun. "I'll be back." She walked through the apartment, glancing everywhere. "Where are you?"
"You gotta come see this, it's-." Xander blocked the back door. "Don't come out here."
"What?" Anya looked outside, "What is it?"
"You shouldn't-. I didn't see it before."
"Xander, your work shirts are pink; that machine we bought instead of the rifle ruined them."
"Oh, that's-" Xander shrugged and stepped inside. "Did you put something red-?"
Anya stood outside, peering over the railing. Then she seemed to freeze in place.
Xander stood beside her, "Told you not to look. Come back inside. The rabbit won't hurt you in there."
Anya's right hand slowly formed into the shape of a gun.