A Moment
"What are we going to do?" Dawn asked Buffy, who looked back at what was once Sunnydale and smiled.
"Well we should probably go to a hospital," she replied, "but for right now I think we should just take a moment to reflect on the crater we once called home."
"Sunnyhell," Faith said.
"I mean, I spent the last seven years of my life slaying here."
"I spent... oh no wait," Dawn said thinking. "I spent the three years of my human life here."
"I was a librarian," Giles said fondly.
"I died..."
"I did my first spell."
"I dated Cordelia."
"Oz."
"Jenny."
"I met and killed Angel..."
"We blew up the school."
"That was fun," replied Willow.
"I became a murderer."
"I put you in a coma."
"Riley..."
"I once became a Fyral demon."
"Anya..."
"I came into human existence..."
"Mom died."
"Tara..."
"I became a super-villain." Everyone stared at Andrew.
"I died again."
"I became a murderer too and tried to destroy the world." "Spike." Everybody became quiet, remembering past events. There was a silence. "So," Dawn said, ending the silence. "Is your moment done now?" "Yep," Buffy said. "God, I am so glad to leave this place." "Yeah, good riddance." Xander spat at the ground, in mock snobbery. They all started walking back to the bus. "It will be so nice to move to another town," Giles commented. "Ooh! Can we blow up that town's high school too?" Buffy asked. "After I graduate," Dawn answered. "Yay! We're leaving Sunnydale forever!" Willow hopped up and down and clapped. "Willow, are you stoned?" "Just a little aftermath of that big spell," Willow said as they boarded the bus. "So, who wants to sing? The wheels on the bus go round and round..." And the school bus packed with Slayers drove away. Far away from Sunnydale. Away from the past and into the future.
"What are we going to do?" Dawn asked Buffy, who looked back at what was once Sunnydale and smiled.
"Well we should probably go to a hospital," she replied, "but for right now I think we should just take a moment to reflect on the crater we once called home."
"Sunnyhell," Faith said.
"I mean, I spent the last seven years of my life slaying here."
"I spent... oh no wait," Dawn said thinking. "I spent the three years of my human life here."
"I was a librarian," Giles said fondly.
"I died..."
"I did my first spell."
"I dated Cordelia."
"Oz."
"Jenny."
"I met and killed Angel..."
"We blew up the school."
"That was fun," replied Willow.
"I became a murderer."
"I put you in a coma."
"Riley..."
"I once became a Fyral demon."
"Anya..."
"I came into human existence..."
"Mom died."
"Tara..."
"I became a super-villain." Everyone stared at Andrew.
"I died again."
"I became a murderer too and tried to destroy the world." "Spike." Everybody became quiet, remembering past events. There was a silence. "So," Dawn said, ending the silence. "Is your moment done now?" "Yep," Buffy said. "God, I am so glad to leave this place." "Yeah, good riddance." Xander spat at the ground, in mock snobbery. They all started walking back to the bus. "It will be so nice to move to another town," Giles commented. "Ooh! Can we blow up that town's high school too?" Buffy asked. "After I graduate," Dawn answered. "Yay! We're leaving Sunnydale forever!" Willow hopped up and down and clapped. "Willow, are you stoned?" "Just a little aftermath of that big spell," Willow said as they boarded the bus. "So, who wants to sing? The wheels on the bus go round and round..." And the school bus packed with Slayers drove away. Far away from Sunnydale. Away from the past and into the future.