Title: Beans?
Summary: Anya, boots, angry
Disclaimer: These are not mine. Not, I tell ya!
Thanks to: Dot, Pete, Vic, and Jen, as always.
Buffy stopped dead. She stated, eyes wide, "We're not going out today."
A huge, green plant grew out of the ruins of Xander's apartment building, bearing a huge, green-clad man. He was at least twenty storeys above the ground, climbing fast. Anya stood near the base, shaking her fist in anger.
"You've got the wrong person!" Anya shouted at the boots. She grabbed some leaves and started to haul herself up.
Buffy shrugged, and followed. Anya's voice floated down, "You stupid man, he didn't touch your stupid golden goose!"
"Or your stupid golden eggs!"
"And his name is *not* Jack!"
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end
Summary: Anya, boots, angry
Disclaimer: These are not mine. Not, I tell ya!
Thanks to: Dot, Pete, Vic, and Jen, as always.
Buffy stopped dead. She stated, eyes wide, "We're not going out today."
A huge, green plant grew out of the ruins of Xander's apartment building, bearing a huge, green-clad man. He was at least twenty storeys above the ground, climbing fast. Anya stood near the base, shaking her fist in anger.
"You've got the wrong person!" Anya shouted at the boots. She grabbed some leaves and started to haul herself up.
Buffy shrugged, and followed. Anya's voice floated down, "You stupid man, he didn't touch your stupid golden goose!"
"Or your stupid golden eggs!"
"And his name is *not* Jack!"
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end