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Buffy woke up in the middle of the floor with lots of seemingly distressed people milling about around her. She sat up and realized someone had covered her with a blanket. She glanced at
"Really Really Super (In bed and various places) Spike!"
And a well-placed cock of the eyebrow told her he had done it.
Xander sat on the sofa, with Anya squeezed next to him, Tara and Willow sat next to each other on the ground, lewdly caressing each other. Because when you're a lesbian you have to let everyone around you KNOW that you're a lesbian by spouting sexual innuendoes at your VERY GAY PARTNER.
"Buffy, why are you naked?" Tara said soothingly, between kissing her GAY lover on the mouth.
"Erm. My clothes got wet, Spike brought me new ones." She smiled uneasily.
"Really Really Super (In Bed and Various Places) Spike!" Heard his sexual innuendo cue and jumped in.
"Blimey! Her clothes weren't the only things that were wet I'll tell you that." He brayed, his cheek bones applauding silently. Everyone smiled dazedly at him, not grasping a word. Xander wheezed a bit, and heaved himself into a standing position. "I have some horrible horrible news." He said dramatically, leaning against the couch for support.
"Really Really Super (In Bed and Such) Spike!"
Heard another cue. A be mean to Harris cue "What? Did they run out of pop-tarts at the store?" Then realizing that he hadn't said anything remotely British in that sentence he quickly added "Blimey bloody wanker." Xander glared at him "Why don't you and your accent just go back to Britain." Xander and his belly laughed at their ruthless, cutting wit. "No.Dawn's hair has somehow escaped from her body, and is quickly developing a mind of it's own!" He didn't get the reaction he had hoped for.
"Really Really Super British Spike!"
Was licking his lips in Buffy's direction, and she was all but bucking on the ground. Willow was giggling like a horse as Tara stuttered into her ear, and Anya was examining the back of a Revlon # 54 Dye Bottle. "Didn't anyone here me? DAWN'S HAIR HAS ESCAPED! That hair holds power you people can only dream of." He quickly pulled out an emergency stick of butter, it helped calm his nerves.
Suddenly there was a loud banging on the door, Buffy quickly dressed as Anya let Dawn in. Dawn with no hair. Well, she had some hair to right above her ears. Everyone glanced at her quickly before turning to Buffy. "It seems we have a bit of an issue, that pretty haired girl who lives with me." She snapped her fingers. "Fawn or something.It'll come to me. Anyway. I have reason to believe that hair could be dangerous! Willow, you know what to do! Everyone split up and find that hair!"
Buffy woke up in the middle of the floor with lots of seemingly distressed people milling about around her. She sat up and realized someone had covered her with a blanket. She glanced at
"Really Really Super (In bed and various places) Spike!"
And a well-placed cock of the eyebrow told her he had done it.
Xander sat on the sofa, with Anya squeezed next to him, Tara and Willow sat next to each other on the ground, lewdly caressing each other. Because when you're a lesbian you have to let everyone around you KNOW that you're a lesbian by spouting sexual innuendoes at your VERY GAY PARTNER.
"Buffy, why are you naked?" Tara said soothingly, between kissing her GAY lover on the mouth.
"Erm. My clothes got wet, Spike brought me new ones." She smiled uneasily.
"Really Really Super (In Bed and Various Places) Spike!" Heard his sexual innuendo cue and jumped in.
"Blimey! Her clothes weren't the only things that were wet I'll tell you that." He brayed, his cheek bones applauding silently. Everyone smiled dazedly at him, not grasping a word. Xander wheezed a bit, and heaved himself into a standing position. "I have some horrible horrible news." He said dramatically, leaning against the couch for support.
"Really Really Super (In Bed and Such) Spike!"
Heard another cue. A be mean to Harris cue "What? Did they run out of pop-tarts at the store?" Then realizing that he hadn't said anything remotely British in that sentence he quickly added "Blimey bloody wanker." Xander glared at him "Why don't you and your accent just go back to Britain." Xander and his belly laughed at their ruthless, cutting wit. "No.Dawn's hair has somehow escaped from her body, and is quickly developing a mind of it's own!" He didn't get the reaction he had hoped for.
"Really Really Super British Spike!"
Was licking his lips in Buffy's direction, and she was all but bucking on the ground. Willow was giggling like a horse as Tara stuttered into her ear, and Anya was examining the back of a Revlon # 54 Dye Bottle. "Didn't anyone here me? DAWN'S HAIR HAS ESCAPED! That hair holds power you people can only dream of." He quickly pulled out an emergency stick of butter, it helped calm his nerves.
Suddenly there was a loud banging on the door, Buffy quickly dressed as Anya let Dawn in. Dawn with no hair. Well, she had some hair to right above her ears. Everyone glanced at her quickly before turning to Buffy. "It seems we have a bit of an issue, that pretty haired girl who lives with me." She snapped her fingers. "Fawn or something.It'll come to me. Anyway. I have reason to believe that hair could be dangerous! Willow, you know what to do! Everyone split up and find that hair!"