D/C: Once again, I don't own Joss's pals or the songs that are owned by their respective artists.







"I'm ready to go on," Buffy said, stepping up to the announcer. She browsed through the catalog, looking sure about what she wanted.

"Okay, Buffy's singing... Creed's 'Never Die'?" he shook his head in disbelief.



"Hands on a window pane

Watching some children laugh and play

They're running in circles

With candy canes and French braids

Inspired to question

What makes us grown-ups anyway?

Let's search for the moment

When youth betrayed itself to age

So let the children play

Inside your heart always

And death you will defy

'Cause your youth will never die

Never die

In search for substance

We're clouded by struggle's haze

Remember the meaning

Of playing out in the rain

We swim in the fountain

Of youth's timeless maze

If you drink the water

Your youth will never fade

So let the children play

Inside your heart always

And yet you will defy

That your youth will never die

Never die

I won't let go of that youthful soul

Despite body and mind my youth will never die

So let the children play

Inside your heart always

And death you will defy

'Cause your youth will never die

So let the children play

Inside your heart always

And yet you will defy

That your youth will never die"



She finished her solo and stepped off the stage to applause, the loudest coming from a dark man in a corner. Buffy noticed him.

"Angel? Is that you?" she asked, shocked that he was there.

"News travels fast, and I heard about your little sister," he explained.

"Come and sit with us," Buffy invited.

"You all know Angel, right?" she asked, bringing him to their table.

"Long time, no see," Spike replied.

Angel cast an exaggerated grin his way and re-directed his attention to Buffy.

"So, what happened to Riley?" he enquired.

"Moved away. I think the whole mass slayage thing got to him. Last I heard he got married back home," she replied.



Anya decided she wanted to go next. This should be good.