True, True
A Buffy the Vampire Slayer Fanfiction Story
Author: Jason Thompson
Pilamsega@yahoo.com
March 8, 2000

Disclaimer: Once upon a time there was a guy he wrote a story with characters and settings
he didn't own, but he put a disclaimer on his story and that made it a little less illegal. BTVS and
Angel are owned by Joss, Fox, Mutant Enemy, and the WB. I don't own anything except the
situation characters are in.

Category: Xandership of your choice at the end, be it Buffy, Anya, Faith, Dru, Kate, Amy,
Tara, Willow, hell even Joyce or Jenny. Other than that, Xander, Riley, Forrest, Giles, Spike,
Angel friendship.

Spoilers: None

Warnings: None

Summery: Read it.

Rating: I for insanity.

Distribution: Please take it.

Notes: Crossover with the Budweiser "Whassup" commercials. If you don't know what
these are, go here: http://www.budweiser.com/whassup/index.html

Dedication: To Sprittlex, Mary, and Miri, and to the "Whassup" guys.

True, True

Xander sat on his couch in his new apartment watching the Red Wings/Sharks game on ESPN
while drinking a Budweiser. He was rather bored. He picked up the phone and dialed Giles and
Spike's number. The phone rang twice before he heard Spike say hello. "Hey what's
happening?"

Nothing, how about you?

"Nothing, watchin' the game, havin' a Bud."

Xander heard the door open on Spike's end, then Spike said. WHASSUPPPPPP!?!

Xander laughed, "Who's that?"

Giles, pick up the other phone…

Hello?

"WHASSUPPPPP!!!"

WHASSUPPP!!! *Beep*

"Hang on." Xander clicked over to the other line. "Hello?"

He heard Riley and Forrest on the other line say, WHASSUPPPPP!!!

"WHASSSUUUUUPPPPPPPPPP!!! Hang on let put you on Three-way." Xander pressed the
flash button twice putting the phone on three-way. "Giles? Spike?"

Spike and Giles chorused,
WWHHHHHHHHAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSUUUUUUUUUPPPP!!!!

Riley and Forrest replied with,
WWHHHHHHHAAAAAASSSSSSSSSUUUUUUUUPPPPPP!!!

To which Xander replied, "WHHHAASSSSSUUUUUUUUUUUUPPPPPPP!!!" Before long all
five men were trading off Whassups.

Suddenly Xander heard his girlfriend say, "Xander, what are you doing?"

Xander nearly dropped the phone before saying. "Sorry guys, gotta go!" He hung up the phone
and jumped off the couch. "Hey. What's up?"

She crossed over to Xander with a perplexed look on her face before sitting on the couch and
pulling Xander down next to her. "What were you doing?"

Xander put his arm around her. "Nothing, watchin' the game, havin' a Bud."

She snuggled into her position, "Who were you talking to?"

Xander shrugged, "Giles, Spike, Forrest and Riley. Why?" He leaned down and kissed her
hoping it would stop her questions.

His kiss had the desired effect, "Never mind. What's the score?"

"Wings up by two."

She grabbed the remote. "Then you won't mind me changing the channel to Figure Skating."
They sat quietly for about an hour, before the phone rang.

Xander picked it up, "Hello?"

WHASSUUUUUP!! It was Angel.

Xander replied with a quiet, "Whassuppp! What're you up to?"

Watchin' the game, havin' a Bud! You?

Xander lied, "Watchin' the game, havin' a Bud." Suddenly she started cheering Tara Lipinski's
Triple Axel.

What game are you watching?

'Shit!' "Uh, never mind, gotta go!" He turned the phone off and set it down. Then he settled in
for a night on the couch with his girlfriend.

--Not Much, But The End--