Setting: Sunnydale, CA: Xander's: Willow: Sitting there waiting for Xander:
*Willow is looking through a book of Xander's [OMG! What kind of book would XANDER read???] and she hears the door open. She puts the book down. Xander comes down the stairs.*
Willow: Xander!
*Spike comes down the stairs.*
Willow: Spike?
Spike: {hint of sarcasm} Willow, how nice to see you. My favorite human. The only one with any sense at all.
Willow: Umm... thanks? Why are you here?
Spike: {sarcasm} Nice to know you're glad to see me. {angrily} Giles is making Xander bab-look after me. Probably has that "friend" coming over so they can shag silly.
Willow: Oh. Well... I need to talk with Xander.
Spike: Go ahead. I won't interrupt.
Willow: Okay. Xander, I've been thinking about what happened and what you said... it was good... all of it. And we need to build on that.
Spike: Okay, I lied. What the hell is going on?
Xander: Willow and I kissed.
Spike: Aw, man! I was gonna sire Willow. We were gonna have fun.
Willow: You wouldn't be able to anyways. And thanks, that was sweet. *smiles*
Spike: *sigh*...
Xander: Back off, Spike.
Spike: Yeah, yeah...
*Spike goes off to go through Xander's stuff.*
Xander: So...
Willow: Oz. He's totally out of the picture. The little... okay well maybe not.
*Spike lifts up the mattress on Xander's bed. There's magazines in there that he "reads for the articles" if you catch my drift*
Xander: HEY!
Willow: Not like I don't know about them already. Xander remember the witch-hunt locker searches?
Xander: Yep. Amy's never been the same.
Willow: I think I've come close, though.
*Spike opens up a cooler he brought with him. He pulls out a bag of blood.*
Spike: Snack time!
Setting: Sunnydale, CA: By the "Welcome to Sunnydale" sign: The girl in the Sailor Suit:
SailorGirl: The time has come for a new revolution. I will find this one they call "The Chosen One." This "slayer." I will find her. I am the messenger from the depths of death! Carrier of the protection of the planet of the ruin, Saturn! The Soldier of silence, Sailor Saturn! In the name of Saturn!
*An anvil drops on her her head. She lets out a moan as she dies.*
Setting: Sunnydale, CA: Angel's Mansion: Outside: Xander and Spike:
*Xander gets out of his car and so does Spike, in a cloak. Daytime, ya know? They go inside.*
Spike: *sniffle* Oh the memories... Acathla... me wanting to kill Angel.
Xander: Yeah, me too. {yells} ANGEL!!!
*Angel comes into the living room, from his bedroom.*
Angel: What's up? Demons?
Xander: Spike. Baby-sit him.
Spike: WHAT? You told me we came over here to tell him about a demon!!! Giles called and everything!
Xander: You are so gullible.
Angel: Hold on. Lemme think. No. I might end up killing him.
Spike: Not if I kill you first.
Xander: No, Spike, you can't hurt anyone.
*Spike punches Angel.*
Spike: Anyone living and breathing and with a heartbeat and reflection.
Angel: Aw, man you are such a sissy. You hit like a -
Buffy: A girl?
*Buffy comes into the room. Buffy and Angel talk and are oblivious to Xander and Spike.*
Angel: Buffy.
Buffy: Angel.
Angel: Something up?
Buffy: No.
Angel: Anything you need?
Buffy: Nothing you can give me.
Angel: Oh, really.
*Xander is talking with Spike.*
Xander: This is kinda scary.
Spike: Yeah. Laconic.
*Back to Buffy and Angel.*
Angel: Good.
Buffy: Good.
Angel: Then why are you here?
Buffy: On patrol. Saw Xander's car outside.
Angel: It's daytime.
Buffy: Demons can come out in the sun.
*Xander and Spike.*
Spike: Are you guys always like this?
Xander: Sadly...
*Buffy and Angel come back into this world.*
Buffy: Spike-sitting?
Angel: No.
Xander: Yes.
Angel: No.
Xander: Deaaad-booooy...
Angel: How many times must we go over this?
Buffy: Well I guess you don't have to worry about it anymore.
*Xander's car starts up outside. Spike is in it*
Xander: Nuh-uh...
*Xander runs outside.*
Xander: Uh-huh... Giles is gonna kill me.
Buffy: Maybe not. If the Initiative gets a hold of him again...
Angel: The what?
Buffy: Nothing, I'll tell you guys later. Right now hostel 17 is on the loose.
Xander: 17 what?
Buffy: Nevermind that. Riley will have to deal with it.
Angel: What are you on--
Xander: --And where can we get some?
Buffy: Pure adrenaline, guys. Pure adrenaline.
Setting: Sunnydale, CA: Angel's Mansion: The front door: Doyle and Cordy:
*Cordy rings the doorbell. Again. And Again. Doyle knocks. FINALLY Angel comes to the door. And opens it.*
Cordy: About time.
Angel: What are you guys doing here?
Doyle: Well we can't go back to L.A., it's non-existent. We have nowhere else to go and--
Cordy: You have this huge, empty, wonderfully decorated mansion. You won't even know we're here.
*Cordy and Doyle walk in. Angel shuts the door and they all sit down in the living room.*
Angel: Oh, no Cordy I've tried living with you before and--
Cordy: Say no more. I won't be using your bed, and there's no linoleum here. That I know of. I'll be on the whole other side of the place.
Angel: Okay. Just clean up after yourselves. I've seen your apartments.
Doyle: Yeah, yeah.
*There's another knock at the door. Doyle answers it. It's the Haliwells, and he lets them in.*
Prue: Do you guys know of any good hotels here in Sunnydale?
Angel: {note that there's NO sarcasm} No need! Why don't you stay here?
Cordy: Uh! We get the talk and they get to walk. Not fair.
Doyle: "We get the talk and they get to walk?"
Cordy: Shut up, Doyle.
Doyle: Gladly. Hey, Phe.
Phe: Doyle! You'll be staying here too?
Doyle: Yep.
Cordy: NOOOOO FAIR!!!! Okay, Doyle you are dead anyway-
*Doyle goes poof, and Wesley appears in his place.*
Cordy: Oh, hey, Wes-Anyways, I am the one with the visions!!!
Phe: Really? Hey, I like your shoes.
Cordy: Thanks! I bought them down the street from here at - hey, why don't we go?
Wesley: Well. I'm terribly lost. Where am I?
Angel: Sunnydale. My old place.
Wesley: Oh. Why?
Angel: Cordy made Doyle go poof.
Wesley: Hmm, yes. Where can I find the Slayer?
Angel: Try her dorm at UC Sunnydale.
Wesley: I figured that. With my powers of seduc-I mean de-duction.
*Willow is looking through a book of Xander's [OMG! What kind of book would XANDER read???] and she hears the door open. She puts the book down. Xander comes down the stairs.*
Willow: Xander!
*Spike comes down the stairs.*
Willow: Spike?
Spike: {hint of sarcasm} Willow, how nice to see you. My favorite human. The only one with any sense at all.
Willow: Umm... thanks? Why are you here?
Spike: {sarcasm} Nice to know you're glad to see me. {angrily} Giles is making Xander bab-look after me. Probably has that "friend" coming over so they can shag silly.
Willow: Oh. Well... I need to talk with Xander.
Spike: Go ahead. I won't interrupt.
Willow: Okay. Xander, I've been thinking about what happened and what you said... it was good... all of it. And we need to build on that.
Spike: Okay, I lied. What the hell is going on?
Xander: Willow and I kissed.
Spike: Aw, man! I was gonna sire Willow. We were gonna have fun.
Willow: You wouldn't be able to anyways. And thanks, that was sweet. *smiles*
Spike: *sigh*...
Xander: Back off, Spike.
Spike: Yeah, yeah...
*Spike goes off to go through Xander's stuff.*
Xander: So...
Willow: Oz. He's totally out of the picture. The little... okay well maybe not.
*Spike lifts up the mattress on Xander's bed. There's magazines in there that he "reads for the articles" if you catch my drift*
Xander: HEY!
Willow: Not like I don't know about them already. Xander remember the witch-hunt locker searches?
Xander: Yep. Amy's never been the same.
Willow: I think I've come close, though.
*Spike opens up a cooler he brought with him. He pulls out a bag of blood.*
Spike: Snack time!
Setting: Sunnydale, CA: By the "Welcome to Sunnydale" sign: The girl in the Sailor Suit:
SailorGirl: The time has come for a new revolution. I will find this one they call "The Chosen One." This "slayer." I will find her. I am the messenger from the depths of death! Carrier of the protection of the planet of the ruin, Saturn! The Soldier of silence, Sailor Saturn! In the name of Saturn!
*An anvil drops on her her head. She lets out a moan as she dies.*
Setting: Sunnydale, CA: Angel's Mansion: Outside: Xander and Spike:
*Xander gets out of his car and so does Spike, in a cloak. Daytime, ya know? They go inside.*
Spike: *sniffle* Oh the memories... Acathla... me wanting to kill Angel.
Xander: Yeah, me too. {yells} ANGEL!!!
*Angel comes into the living room, from his bedroom.*
Angel: What's up? Demons?
Xander: Spike. Baby-sit him.
Spike: WHAT? You told me we came over here to tell him about a demon!!! Giles called and everything!
Xander: You are so gullible.
Angel: Hold on. Lemme think. No. I might end up killing him.
Spike: Not if I kill you first.
Xander: No, Spike, you can't hurt anyone.
*Spike punches Angel.*
Spike: Anyone living and breathing and with a heartbeat and reflection.
Angel: Aw, man you are such a sissy. You hit like a -
Buffy: A girl?
*Buffy comes into the room. Buffy and Angel talk and are oblivious to Xander and Spike.*
Angel: Buffy.
Buffy: Angel.
Angel: Something up?
Buffy: No.
Angel: Anything you need?
Buffy: Nothing you can give me.
Angel: Oh, really.
*Xander is talking with Spike.*
Xander: This is kinda scary.
Spike: Yeah. Laconic.
*Back to Buffy and Angel.*
Angel: Good.
Buffy: Good.
Angel: Then why are you here?
Buffy: On patrol. Saw Xander's car outside.
Angel: It's daytime.
Buffy: Demons can come out in the sun.
*Xander and Spike.*
Spike: Are you guys always like this?
Xander: Sadly...
*Buffy and Angel come back into this world.*
Buffy: Spike-sitting?
Angel: No.
Xander: Yes.
Angel: No.
Xander: Deaaad-booooy...
Angel: How many times must we go over this?
Buffy: Well I guess you don't have to worry about it anymore.
*Xander's car starts up outside. Spike is in it*
Xander: Nuh-uh...
*Xander runs outside.*
Xander: Uh-huh... Giles is gonna kill me.
Buffy: Maybe not. If the Initiative gets a hold of him again...
Angel: The what?
Buffy: Nothing, I'll tell you guys later. Right now hostel 17 is on the loose.
Xander: 17 what?
Buffy: Nevermind that. Riley will have to deal with it.
Angel: What are you on--
Xander: --And where can we get some?
Buffy: Pure adrenaline, guys. Pure adrenaline.
Setting: Sunnydale, CA: Angel's Mansion: The front door: Doyle and Cordy:
*Cordy rings the doorbell. Again. And Again. Doyle knocks. FINALLY Angel comes to the door. And opens it.*
Cordy: About time.
Angel: What are you guys doing here?
Doyle: Well we can't go back to L.A., it's non-existent. We have nowhere else to go and--
Cordy: You have this huge, empty, wonderfully decorated mansion. You won't even know we're here.
*Cordy and Doyle walk in. Angel shuts the door and they all sit down in the living room.*
Angel: Oh, no Cordy I've tried living with you before and--
Cordy: Say no more. I won't be using your bed, and there's no linoleum here. That I know of. I'll be on the whole other side of the place.
Angel: Okay. Just clean up after yourselves. I've seen your apartments.
Doyle: Yeah, yeah.
*There's another knock at the door. Doyle answers it. It's the Haliwells, and he lets them in.*
Prue: Do you guys know of any good hotels here in Sunnydale?
Angel: {note that there's NO sarcasm} No need! Why don't you stay here?
Cordy: Uh! We get the talk and they get to walk. Not fair.
Doyle: "We get the talk and they get to walk?"
Cordy: Shut up, Doyle.
Doyle: Gladly. Hey, Phe.
Phe: Doyle! You'll be staying here too?
Doyle: Yep.
Cordy: NOOOOO FAIR!!!! Okay, Doyle you are dead anyway-
*Doyle goes poof, and Wesley appears in his place.*
Cordy: Oh, hey, Wes-Anyways, I am the one with the visions!!!
Phe: Really? Hey, I like your shoes.
Cordy: Thanks! I bought them down the street from here at - hey, why don't we go?
Wesley: Well. I'm terribly lost. Where am I?
Angel: Sunnydale. My old place.
Wesley: Oh. Why?
Angel: Cordy made Doyle go poof.
Wesley: Hmm, yes. Where can I find the Slayer?
Angel: Try her dorm at UC Sunnydale.
Wesley: I figured that. With my powers of seduc-I mean de-duction.