Part 13
The bouncer at the Bronze quirked his eye brown.Rosenberg was well known for her lady
killer antics. Over the last few months, though, she had been seen with only one girl. The
cute little blond haired girl. So why was that cheer bitch on her other arm tonight?
"I swear to fuck Cordelia, if you don't shut the hell up about your feet I'm going to kill
you."
Especially since they tried to slice each other's throats at every conveince.
The blond girl, who looked pretty nice in that dress, rolled her eyes. "Wills don't pay any
attention to her. She's nervous about having to meet Xander. This is her way of
covering."
The loud mouth, sometimes he really wanted to duct tape that girls mouth shut, pulled up
short. Her hand raised in the air, the index finger pointing skyward. "First of all, not even
am I nervous about meeting Xander. Second…Shut up!
The two prom princess started to bicker. Willow walked up to the door. He nodded at her.
She rolled her eyes and shrugged. "Women."
They both shared a brief chuckle before the red/black haired girl turned back toward her
dates. "Summers, Chase…ladies let's go!"
They both glanced at her before turning back on each other.
Willow turned back towards him. "How much? Might as well pay now it's going to take
them a minute."
"For all of you? Forty bucks. Nice suit by the way."
"Forty! Whatever. Fuck.Here…Yeah I know this guy. Does great work, pretty cheap.
Though I think I found the one straight tailor in all the world. Checks my inseam a little
to damn much. But for work like this…I can deal."
The two girls, apparently finished with their fight, walked over. The blond's arm was now
around Chase's waist. She was murmuring something in the taller girl's ear.
"You worried about that."
Willow laughed, "Naw, Cordy doesn't swing and Buffy's got taste."
The party joined at the door. Willow passed out the tickets and they all entered.
********
Xander was going to drown himself in this little glass. With a little persuasion and a lot of
pity he had managed to talk a waitress into getting him a shot glass. So what if the stuff in
the glass wasn't alcoholic. He could still pretend.
AC was bitiching to him about how boring the dance was. It was starting to worry him
that she wasn't going away. That and she was turning into Cordelia. Maybe there was
some liquor in his drink.
Then he saw it. The most beautiful sight he had ever seen. Willow, Buffy, and Cordelia
had just walked in the door. They were here! Finally, no more loneliness, no more
imaginary dates, no more--
Wait where were they going, he wasn't over there. He was right here.
Xander leaped from his chair and bellowed out, "WILLOW."
Willow and the rest of the club turned towards him. Willow waved at him. Everyone else
stared. Xander turned beet red. Like this night hadn't sucked enough.
The trio started making their way towards him, Willow knocking into as many of his
observers as she could.
*****
"Remind me one more time why I want to go out with that idiot."
Buffy tightened her hold on Cordelia and began to drag her toward the table and Xander.
"Because he adores you, and is probably the only guy you've ever met who can say more
about you than your measurements."
"Oh yeah."
************
They had all sat at the table for about five minutes when Willow asked Buffy to dance.
She did it with style. Standing, she moved to the blonds chair, had raised Buffy's hand to
her lips before bending to whisper the invite in her ear. Buffy had all but jumped from the
chair.
The two whirled around the dance floor for hours. Willow softly singing the songs in
Buffy's ear. After the first dance Buffy's head had remained on the red head's shoulder.
"That is such a great dress."
"Thanks."
"You look…I mean it does that thing with the bow, and its…Shit I'm not girly enough to
explain."
Buffy laughed and stepped even closer to her girlfriend. "I get you."
Willow sighed, "Yeah, you do. Thanks for that."
********
Xander watched the two girls with envoy and pride. They were the perfect couple. He
was so happy that Wills had finally found someone. Someone who wasn't using her as
some type of experiment.
But they were killing him with their happiness. Wrapped uuup in each other they had
completely forgotten the rest of the world existed. He'd never felt that with anyone,
except Cordelia, when they were fighting. For some reason it didn't seem to compare to
him.
"God, If I waited for a guy to do things I would wait forever. You are such a moron."
Xander turned from the dance floor to stare at the glaring Cordelia. "Got into Daddy's
stash before coming here Cordy? You're making all kinds of no sense."
"No I am not drunk you jackass. I am pissed off. I knew from the start this stupid plan
wouldn't work. It put too much faith in your competince."
"I'm going to go with HUH again."
"Okay let me spell this out for you, tall, dark, and brainless. Cordelia and Buffy come up
with plan. Plan says that Cordelia go with Buffy and her girlfriend to dance. At dance the
prince of idiots, that's you, ask Cordelia on date. I dumbed it down for you, wanted to
make sure you caught on."
"So wait…I'm supposed to be asking you out?"
"You don't have to sound so surprised." Cordelia pushed her chair back. "You know
what, forget it. Obviously this too complicated for you. I'm going to rescue what little
diginity and popularity I have."
Xander stood as well, reaching out for the girl. "Wait! I…maybe I…don't hate you. And
maybe you…don't completely suck."
"Oh god, that Harris charm. How can I possibly resist?"
"You know I suck at this stuff. But…um…maybe we could go somewhere sometime.
With other people around but like together."
Cordelia smiled. "You did it! Oh dammit. Now I owe Buffy twenty bucks."
Xander glared at her, "You actually bet her I wouldn't ask you!"
"Oh shut up and let's go dance."
"Okay but I'm pissed at you now. I'm definitely not giving you any tonight."
"What could you possibly give me?"
The two walked over to the dance floor. It was kind of funny really. Two people dancing
together while screaming insults back and forth. At least Willow got a kick out of it.
***********
End
Cordelia: End. End. That's where she ends it? What kind of lame ass ending is that.
Where's the closure.
Buffy: Maybe there's going to be a sequel.
Cordelia: There damn well better be a sequel. I want to know what happens. I mean what
happened to Willow's little plan, and then what about all the characters from the show she
doesn't even introduce.
Buffy: Calm down. Give her a second to think up a premise. I'm sure it's not the end.
Cordelia: Fine. Time to go meet fate.
The two walk over to Willow where she and the bouncer are chatting it up.
(The real end)
The bouncer at the Bronze quirked his eye brown.Rosenberg was well known for her lady
killer antics. Over the last few months, though, she had been seen with only one girl. The
cute little blond haired girl. So why was that cheer bitch on her other arm tonight?
"I swear to fuck Cordelia, if you don't shut the hell up about your feet I'm going to kill
you."
Especially since they tried to slice each other's throats at every conveince.
The blond girl, who looked pretty nice in that dress, rolled her eyes. "Wills don't pay any
attention to her. She's nervous about having to meet Xander. This is her way of
covering."
The loud mouth, sometimes he really wanted to duct tape that girls mouth shut, pulled up
short. Her hand raised in the air, the index finger pointing skyward. "First of all, not even
am I nervous about meeting Xander. Second…Shut up!
The two prom princess started to bicker. Willow walked up to the door. He nodded at her.
She rolled her eyes and shrugged. "Women."
They both shared a brief chuckle before the red/black haired girl turned back toward her
dates. "Summers, Chase…ladies let's go!"
They both glanced at her before turning back on each other.
Willow turned back towards him. "How much? Might as well pay now it's going to take
them a minute."
"For all of you? Forty bucks. Nice suit by the way."
"Forty! Whatever. Fuck.Here…Yeah I know this guy. Does great work, pretty cheap.
Though I think I found the one straight tailor in all the world. Checks my inseam a little
to damn much. But for work like this…I can deal."
The two girls, apparently finished with their fight, walked over. The blond's arm was now
around Chase's waist. She was murmuring something in the taller girl's ear.
"You worried about that."
Willow laughed, "Naw, Cordy doesn't swing and Buffy's got taste."
The party joined at the door. Willow passed out the tickets and they all entered.
********
Xander was going to drown himself in this little glass. With a little persuasion and a lot of
pity he had managed to talk a waitress into getting him a shot glass. So what if the stuff in
the glass wasn't alcoholic. He could still pretend.
AC was bitiching to him about how boring the dance was. It was starting to worry him
that she wasn't going away. That and she was turning into Cordelia. Maybe there was
some liquor in his drink.
Then he saw it. The most beautiful sight he had ever seen. Willow, Buffy, and Cordelia
had just walked in the door. They were here! Finally, no more loneliness, no more
imaginary dates, no more--
Wait where were they going, he wasn't over there. He was right here.
Xander leaped from his chair and bellowed out, "WILLOW."
Willow and the rest of the club turned towards him. Willow waved at him. Everyone else
stared. Xander turned beet red. Like this night hadn't sucked enough.
The trio started making their way towards him, Willow knocking into as many of his
observers as she could.
*****
"Remind me one more time why I want to go out with that idiot."
Buffy tightened her hold on Cordelia and began to drag her toward the table and Xander.
"Because he adores you, and is probably the only guy you've ever met who can say more
about you than your measurements."
"Oh yeah."
************
They had all sat at the table for about five minutes when Willow asked Buffy to dance.
She did it with style. Standing, she moved to the blonds chair, had raised Buffy's hand to
her lips before bending to whisper the invite in her ear. Buffy had all but jumped from the
chair.
The two whirled around the dance floor for hours. Willow softly singing the songs in
Buffy's ear. After the first dance Buffy's head had remained on the red head's shoulder.
"That is such a great dress."
"Thanks."
"You look…I mean it does that thing with the bow, and its…Shit I'm not girly enough to
explain."
Buffy laughed and stepped even closer to her girlfriend. "I get you."
Willow sighed, "Yeah, you do. Thanks for that."
********
Xander watched the two girls with envoy and pride. They were the perfect couple. He
was so happy that Wills had finally found someone. Someone who wasn't using her as
some type of experiment.
But they were killing him with their happiness. Wrapped uuup in each other they had
completely forgotten the rest of the world existed. He'd never felt that with anyone,
except Cordelia, when they were fighting. For some reason it didn't seem to compare to
him.
"God, If I waited for a guy to do things I would wait forever. You are such a moron."
Xander turned from the dance floor to stare at the glaring Cordelia. "Got into Daddy's
stash before coming here Cordy? You're making all kinds of no sense."
"No I am not drunk you jackass. I am pissed off. I knew from the start this stupid plan
wouldn't work. It put too much faith in your competince."
"I'm going to go with HUH again."
"Okay let me spell this out for you, tall, dark, and brainless. Cordelia and Buffy come up
with plan. Plan says that Cordelia go with Buffy and her girlfriend to dance. At dance the
prince of idiots, that's you, ask Cordelia on date. I dumbed it down for you, wanted to
make sure you caught on."
"So wait…I'm supposed to be asking you out?"
"You don't have to sound so surprised." Cordelia pushed her chair back. "You know
what, forget it. Obviously this too complicated for you. I'm going to rescue what little
diginity and popularity I have."
Xander stood as well, reaching out for the girl. "Wait! I…maybe I…don't hate you. And
maybe you…don't completely suck."
"Oh god, that Harris charm. How can I possibly resist?"
"You know I suck at this stuff. But…um…maybe we could go somewhere sometime.
With other people around but like together."
Cordelia smiled. "You did it! Oh dammit. Now I owe Buffy twenty bucks."
Xander glared at her, "You actually bet her I wouldn't ask you!"
"Oh shut up and let's go dance."
"Okay but I'm pissed at you now. I'm definitely not giving you any tonight."
"What could you possibly give me?"
The two walked over to the dance floor. It was kind of funny really. Two people dancing
together while screaming insults back and forth. At least Willow got a kick out of it.
***********
End
Cordelia: End. End. That's where she ends it? What kind of lame ass ending is that.
Where's the closure.
Buffy: Maybe there's going to be a sequel.
Cordelia: There damn well better be a sequel. I want to know what happens. I mean what
happened to Willow's little plan, and then what about all the characters from the show she
doesn't even introduce.
Buffy: Calm down. Give her a second to think up a premise. I'm sure it's not the end.
Cordelia: Fine. Time to go meet fate.
The two walk over to Willow where she and the bouncer are chatting it up.
(The real end)