Hey guys, I'm glad you've like my Xandrew so here's another one. Call it a continuation if you will. And for you loyal of all fans I've used some of you inside my ficcy, well I had to change some aspects of your name but you're there.

Scene One: Directly after "Andrew Gets His Wish"

"Well I'd better leave." Anya quickly turned away from Andrew who was still holding "himself" and walked down the stairs.

Andrew was right in the middle of releasing his throbbing hard on when Anya broke into the bathroom. He was happily fantasizing about walking along a beach with Xander and suddenly being ravaged under a pier. But alas her entrance totally threw him off. Begrudgingly Andrew cleaned off the lubricant and flushed the tissue.

"Hey Andrew Xander's waiting! Are you coming or not?" Anya shouted from downstairs.

Xander, wearing a green shirt and jeans looked at Anya and asked "What's he doing up there?"

"Oh jerking off to pictures of naked men." Anya was always very glib especially about sex.

"Oh. Right. Here he is." Xander said to break the uncomfortable silence. Andrew walked down the stairs looking uncomfortable. His eyes kept looking up in a semi-pout/smile. He had heard everything that they had just said and well his sexual preference aside it embarrassed him.

"So umm. Xander where are we going?" He finally managed to say.

"To the hardware store. Some demon broke through the window again."

"Oh okay."

They both needed some time out of the house. Andrew needed to buy some things, pizza pocket because some insensitive slayer wannabes ate them all and the next issue of Out magazine. Xander had his own reasons. Being surrounded by teen girls for days on end was sexually frustrating, but in a nerve-racking sort of way.

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As Xander's orange jeep backed out of the driveway the bushes near by gave a high-pitched titter.

"We're gonna go home Iris."

"Yeah Xcartar"

Two tiny beings hid in the brush, a pair of azure and vermilion eyes watched the two humans drive away. Iris a blue haired ice pixie held her bow under her arm and a quiver at the ready. Her helmet was an aquiline shape and a clear sapphire. Xcarter her compatriot was a pixie as well except she was armed with a staff. A jeweled staff be specked with rubies and dragon's breath. Their bodies exuded an aura each attuned to the element they were born in. Cool, white mist crept from Iris's form, while a red smoke billowed from Xcarter's tanned physique. Pixies usually are a peaceful race of creatures picking flowers and removing thorns from animal's paws. But not them, they were generals in an army held against the dark ones.

"We'll drop the talisman in the blonde one's lap and once it's activated we'll get enough energy to break through the dimensional barrier and rejoin our battalions." Xcarter explained.

"Right, I'll make the drop you make sure that they don't notice." Iris winked and picked up the talisman.

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"I hate it when Anya bursts herself in unannounced." Xander said trying to cheer Andrew up.

Andrew was just staring at the sidewalk speeding by.

"Well I guess this is as good a time as any." Xander thought to himself.

"Look Andrew, I know you've had it rough. You killed your best friend, while being under the First's control. Then you're taken hostage. And well this morning. I just wanted to say. Well I." Xander swallowed his spit and tried to stop the babbling. "I'm sorry Andrew. For anything I've done that made you feel bad. Or dorky. I know how it feels to be well. Dorky. See Yoda boxers."

"Alright instead of making him feel better I just flashed him my underwear." Xander thought with concern. "Wow good thing I didn't get hired for that suicide prevention hot line. So you want to kill yourself. What kind of underwear am I wearing? Come on guess." A little montage played in his head.

"Xander? Thank you. I think you're nice. Maybe later we can play D and D. You can be dungeon master."

"Alright." 'hey progress at least he's not all mopey anymore.'

A warm breeze descended upon them. It wasn't a warm breeze anymore it was like a warm sun had fallen on them.

"Phew. It's hot." Xander said before removing his green over shirt and turning on the air-conditioner.

"Yeah it is." Andrew wriggled uncomfortably and removed his jacket.

A frigid blast of air shot through the air-conditioner vents and chilled Andrew's neck.

"Wow what was up with that?" Andrew asked while looking around.

"I guess cars also vibe with the hellmouth. Forget where you parked the car. Poof invisible."

Andrew smiled at Xander. "You know Xander? Hey what's this?" Andrew picked up a weird stone that had been clasped around his neck. A round talisman with a glow and a shiny opal like fluid swirling around inside, held closed by a golden dragon's talon.

"Wow this is cool. Check it out Xander."

Xander turned his head and Bam. Something odd was happening. The blond that was before annoying and aloof became in a way cute and desirable.

"It must be my imagination. Umm he's Cindy Crawford. Errr Buffy. Uhhhh. OH god I'm jonesing for Andrew. Good thing I didn't say that out loud"

"Wow I can read Xander's mind. This is cool. This bobble thingy is amazing. Wait did he just say he was jonesing for me?"

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"MUAHAHAHHAHAAHA they have the talisman."

"Oh Xcarter."

"Come on Iris, MUAHHAHAHA with me."

"Ice pixies don't 'MUAHHAHAHHA'.

"Prude." Xcarter sent a tiny flame to singe Iris's short hair.

"Oh yeah. Take that and that and one of these MUAHHAHAHAHAHA" Slivers of ice shot down a split second after Xcarter flitted out of the way.

"HAHAHA I made you go MUAHAHHAHAHA."

Iris just growled in response.

So what do you think guys? Is good? Or is no good? Should I continue or no continue? You want to be in my story or not? Drop me a review, at least two before I continue. Jya!