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October 11th, 2007
Well, three successful Oz nights are over. He has just morphed back into a human. He is asleep. I threw a blanket on him to keep him warm. Cool concrete and bare skin is not a good mix.
I just wanted to make an entry in the were-wolf files. I have better unchain him.
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Willow stood, moving away from the computer. She walked over to the naked, chained body of her new husband. Slowly, she began to awaken him. Finally, his eyes opened and he rolled over. The telephone rang. Willow stood and answered it. "Hello?"
"Hey Will," it was Buffy. Willow knelt down, unchaining Oz. "Uh. how's Oz doing?" A length of time went by as Willow struggled with the padlock.
"Just unchaining him. He was a good little wolf, all three days! Isn't that right," Oz stood, and pounced on her, kissing her neck, "Oz! No! Don't do that, it tickles."
"Honeymooners!" Willow laughed at Buffy's comment. "Anyway, I called because Xander and I were talking last night. We were thinking about going to the Bronze around eight. Do you want to come?"
"If I can get Oz to get some clothes on," Willow giggled as Oz touched her hair, "Wait. I just said that. Stay nude!" Willow heard Buffy laugh. "Yeah sure we'll go." Willow heard a sleepy 'mommy' faintly over the telephone.
"Oh, I better get that, could be my child," Buffy said. Willow laughed. "Well, I'll see you tonight, the Bronze at 8." Willow hung up. Oz had pulled on his boxers. His eyes looked up at her.
"Well, you up for a night at the Bronze with Buffy and Xander?" Oz had walked up to Willow, putting his arms around her waist. He nodded, his untamable hair was even more so than ever. "Waffles?" Willow kissed him, walking into the kitchen. Oz pulled a shirt on and followed.
After a good breakfast and a little bit of the smooches, Oz made his way out the door and to work. Nine to 5 suited his werewolf needs. Willow packed up her books and headed to her first class, packing her cell-phone in his book bag.
She had just finished her chemistry level 9 class for the gifted when the cell rang. She opened it, smiling, and greeted the person with a hello. "Hey, Willow, it's Xander, do you happened to know where Buffy might be? She's not at home."
"Stop your worrying, she probably just went out for bread or something. Just go back to work." Willow would go to regret those words. She received a call while preparing for her night at the Bronze after a hard day of school. "Willow, she's still not here. Her stuff is go, and so is Alex. God, Willow, tell me she's there!"
"She's not here Xander."
October 11th, 2007
Well, three successful Oz nights are over. He has just morphed back into a human. He is asleep. I threw a blanket on him to keep him warm. Cool concrete and bare skin is not a good mix.
I just wanted to make an entry in the were-wolf files. I have better unchain him.
[] Press Enter to save []
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Willow stood, moving away from the computer. She walked over to the naked, chained body of her new husband. Slowly, she began to awaken him. Finally, his eyes opened and he rolled over. The telephone rang. Willow stood and answered it. "Hello?"
"Hey Will," it was Buffy. Willow knelt down, unchaining Oz. "Uh. how's Oz doing?" A length of time went by as Willow struggled with the padlock.
"Just unchaining him. He was a good little wolf, all three days! Isn't that right," Oz stood, and pounced on her, kissing her neck, "Oz! No! Don't do that, it tickles."
"Honeymooners!" Willow laughed at Buffy's comment. "Anyway, I called because Xander and I were talking last night. We were thinking about going to the Bronze around eight. Do you want to come?"
"If I can get Oz to get some clothes on," Willow giggled as Oz touched her hair, "Wait. I just said that. Stay nude!" Willow heard Buffy laugh. "Yeah sure we'll go." Willow heard a sleepy 'mommy' faintly over the telephone.
"Oh, I better get that, could be my child," Buffy said. Willow laughed. "Well, I'll see you tonight, the Bronze at 8." Willow hung up. Oz had pulled on his boxers. His eyes looked up at her.
"Well, you up for a night at the Bronze with Buffy and Xander?" Oz had walked up to Willow, putting his arms around her waist. He nodded, his untamable hair was even more so than ever. "Waffles?" Willow kissed him, walking into the kitchen. Oz pulled a shirt on and followed.
After a good breakfast and a little bit of the smooches, Oz made his way out the door and to work. Nine to 5 suited his werewolf needs. Willow packed up her books and headed to her first class, packing her cell-phone in his book bag.
She had just finished her chemistry level 9 class for the gifted when the cell rang. She opened it, smiling, and greeted the person with a hello. "Hey, Willow, it's Xander, do you happened to know where Buffy might be? She's not at home."
"Stop your worrying, she probably just went out for bread or something. Just go back to work." Willow would go to regret those words. She received a call while preparing for her night at the Bronze after a hard day of school. "Willow, she's still not here. Her stuff is go, and so is Alex. God, Willow, tell me she's there!"
"She's not here Xander."