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Giles walked into his apartment , instinctively walked into the kitchen to put on a pot of tea. Then he walkled into his living room ans turned on the TV, beginning to relax. He unbuttoned his shirt once, and loosened his tie, lying back in the couch. He quickly flipped through the channels. Finding nothing of interest, he walked back into the kitchen and began pouring his favourite tea - Early Grey, of course - into his favourite green mug. There was a loud knock at his door, disrupting the silence, causing him to jump, and spill the hot tea on his hands. Giles cursed a number of incoherent words under his breath, walking over to the door. The door had only been opened a few inches when Xander kicked it open the rest of the way, and ran inside, carrying a box set of Star Wars DVDs. There was silence for a moment, and soon was heard in the hallway, yelling, "Come out Xander, and give me back my movies!" Giles looked at Xander, his confused facial expression, soon turning into a glare.

"Please tell me you didn't-"

"I did!"

"He's going to drive us all insane until he gets his movies back! More importantly Andrew's constant whining will distract the other watchers and their slayers during training sessions!'

"Shh, he's coming!" Suddenly there was another knock at the door. Xander took off into the bedroom and whispered "I was never here."

Giles sighed heavily, shook his head, and opened the door.

"Hello, Mister Giles. Have you seen Xander lately?" Andrew asked quickly, gasping for breath in between his words. Sweat slowly dripped from his brow, which made it obvious that he had frantically been searching for his beloved movies.

"Uh, no... I-I haven't... I'm sure he's wandering the grounds..." Giles managed just barely managed to get his sentence out, desperately trying to think of an excuse of where Xander might be.

"Right! Thanks!" Andrew said and took off down the hall again.

"All right he's gone." Giles said after closing the door. "So when are you planning on giving the boy his movies back?"

"Uhm, let me think... NEVER! This'll teach him not to make fun of my training tactics!"

The two men stared at each other for several long minutes until Xander finally broke the silence, by bursting out laughing. Soon Giles was laughing, too. They laughed for a good couple of minutes until Xander said slowly slowed his laughing down to giggling , and just barely managed to say, "I'm hungry. Boy, could I go for a Twinkie!"

Giles smiled and walked over to his kitchen. He opened the cupboards and pulled out a few Twinkies.

"Giles, you're becoming more American everyday!"

"That's not something I'm proud of..." Giles said, hanging his head, the slightest trace of a smile on his face.

Suddenly there was another knock at the door yet again, causing both men to jump. This time it wasn't Andrew. It was about a dozen Slayers and their Watchers, each and everyone of them wearing seriously annoyed expressions. At the front of the group, stood Buffy, looking more annoyed than ever.

"Giles, make Andrew shut up!" Buffy shouted, getting dangerously close to Giles.

"Where is he?" He sighed, not wanting to make the annoyed mob any angrier than they already were.

"He's downstairs, complaining to everyone he sees about his stolen Star Wars box set." Buffy said, furiously

Giles glanced back over his shoulder at Xander.

"He's going to drive us all insane..." He muttered before heading down the hallway, followed by the angry mob of Slayers and Watchers.

Xander hung behind in Giles's apartment, snickering, holding still grasping the box set tightly. "This is a whole lot more fun than I expected!"