You're A Peach

(sorry it took so long, thanks for the reviews everyone :)

'Potential Annoyance'

Gather around gentle listeners as I tell you off recent whimsical and spontaneous events. At approximately 4.oopm this afternoon a dashing (yet slightly pompous) British man entered the summer's house. Not only did her bring the smell of an eight-hour flight, he brought along three bonnie wee lassies. It wasn't just the flight that had brought them but rather an inner calling, their destiny! First there was Kennedy-with the bluntness of a butter knife. Then there was Molly, Molly the dolly-or at least she dressed that way, someone needs to visit Stacy & Clinton and get a little TLC. Where was I? Ah yes then there was Annabel, ah Annabel-there was really nothing special about her. As the summer's residence and new guests gathered round, Gandalf the Brit. spoke of evil things. Things that must not be named! Then gentle viewers, your master storyteller spoke out and was gagged... now I'm just sort off hungry, I wish the Mcrib was back at McDonalds-It was like flash dance in my mouth but everyone was naked.

Xander suddenly strolled by causing Andrew to awake out of his secretive story telling.

"How long have you followed Buffy?" Questioned Andrew, trying to make conversation. The potential slayers had adapted the same disease everyone else had picked up, the ignore-Andrew-because-he's-annoying disease.

"I don't follow her, she's my Best Friend," Snapped Xander. Jeez, Xander is so moody, must be someones time of the month.

"She seems like a good leader, her hair is shiny," Andrew pointed out, " does she make you stab things?" he yelled as Xander left him to stew in his own juices. Andrew never wanted to stab anything ever again, unless of course he was playing Kingdom Hearts 2 and needed to stab a heartless with his keyblade.

For the past half-hour everyone had been making room for the new guests, even Dawn had been trying to help out. Unfortunately Dawn was a bad cook and had tried making dinner.

"Does she want to eat?" Dawn gave Willow a fright when she jumped out from the dinning room.

"Huh...oh no... she's new," Willow stuttered watching Kennedy retreat up the stairs with some pillows and a duvet.

"Well Annabel and Molly are starved and I totally burnt the Mac and cheese," Andrew had smelt that all the way in the living room, " Oh, I'll just put hot sauce on it and tell them it's an American thing, say it's blackened!"

Anya put an end to that plan by chucking the attempted meal in the trash.

"Actually not blackened so much as ruined,"

"Or we can have Pizza!" Willow announced, Andrew's ears perked up. Pizza?

A few minutes later he heard Dawns harmonic voice announce there were cookies in the kitchen. Uh, I'm like the tubby kid at fat camp who sits next to the kitchen so he can smell the food-or gruel, eww all I smell is burnt cheese.

Then the Pizza came, 4 large pizza's with extra toppings and three bottles of Pepsi products. Xander had even ordered some garlic wings and garlic bread. No vampire would be eating at this party. Dawn, Willow, Kennedy and Molly took up the couch, munching down on the greasy pizza.

Wow I think my stomach might be eating itself.

Andrew's mouth was watering and his eyes very focused on the pizza boxes on the table. For a while Andrew squinted at the pizza, mumbling random words under his breath.

"What are you doing?" Anya questioned, grabbing the last slice of pepperoni pizza.

" I was trying to use the force until you broke my focus! Uh Bullwinkle..."

" Why?"

" So I can get some pizza," whined Andrew, any chance of him yodaing himself some pizza was gone, what would Yoda say?

" Why didn't you just ask?"

"No one would listen to me," he shuffled his feet back and forth.

" Honestly," Anya leant back onto the armchair, " You are the whiniest, nerdiest boy I've ever met and I dated Xander."

" Hey, right here you know," Xander waved a hand from the little white chair near the desk.

" I know honey, don't worry. I'm not ignoring you. Even though you did leave me at the altar on our wedding day and you constantly drive me insane," Anya sighed, " tell me again why I'm not ignoring you?"

2 Hours later

Uhh there's a civil war going on in my stomach, I don't care if the north or the south wins I just want it to be over. Andrew's head was leaning on his shoulder, he had given up on entertaining himself, he just wanted food, but seeing everyone was asleep he was doomed till the morning. Then out of the darkness someone came lurking.

Take whatever you want! just grab me some left over pizza while you're at it.

It was Dawn, dressed from head to toe in cute teddy bear Pajama's and in her hands were a giant box of cookies.

"Chips ahoy!" Andrew whispered as loud as he could, "no pun intended,"

"Do you want some?" She asked, surprised that he was still up. Andrew simply opened his mouth.

"I'll take that as a yes," I'm like his nanny, I make him smell nice, listen to his nonsense, feed him, soon I'll have to give him a bath...oh god I did not just go there-I take it back.

Dawn pushed a half-eaten cookie into Andrew's mouth.

"Oww," Andrew moaned, munching down on his treat, " my mouth is tender and the chocolatly chips are poking me in awkward places," The cookie monster must have had a mouth of steal, thought Andrew, and a really good dentist.

" So young one, why are you still up?" The civil war in Andrew's stomach finally came to a close.

"Buffy's out, so I can't sleep," Dawn bit down on a cookie, making a louder noise than she had intended, "woops"

"Don't worry they can sleep through anything. I was singing a few numbers from Mary poppins earlier and no one yelled at me, so I'm assuming they sleep like pinball wizards"

Andrew opened his mouth again like a baby bird waiting for a juicy worm.

"Pinball wizard?"

"Yeah you know, a deaf, dumb, blind kid, sure plays a mean pinball," Andrew sung the last part while shaking his head back and forth. The cookie packet crinkled as Dawn pulled out another cookie and plopped it in Andrew's mouth. Half the time I don't know what he's talking about, but this time I do! I should win a prize, get a medal or something.

"I get it," she chuckled, "like The Who song,"

"Right" smiled Andrew chewing happily on his cookie.

" Personally I liked Magic Bus better,"

" Magic Bus just makes me think of the magic school bus," Andrew nodded. Miss Frizzle was a babe.

"Honestly, does everything make you think of TV?" Dawn softly chuckled

"No, sometimes it makes me think of movies, or music," Andrew nodded, "I'm like a Jelly belly, I come in a whole variety of flavors,"

" So apparently, stuff reminds you off jelly beans"

"Not just any jelly beans, jelly bellys, they come in such erotic flavors!"

"don't you mean exotic?" Dawn raised an eyebrow.

"no," Andrew pondered,"anywhoz, this one time, Jonathan had this yellow jelly belly and he told me it was pina colada so I ate it but it was really buttered popcorn and I'm allergic to buttered popcorn. So I went to wall-mart and the pharmacist told me jelly bellys had artificial flavoring," Andrew sighed, " so not cool"

"Uh-huh," Dawn nodded, shoving another cookie in her mouth.

" Well I'm going to bed, do you want another cookie before I go?"

"Obvs," I'm so ghetto with my hip slang.

Dawn plopped one last cookie in Andrews's open mouth.

"Thank you kindly, ma hombre,"