"The Many Loves of Xander Harris."
Disclaimer: I still own nothing.
Category: ???
Author's Note: Nothing to say.
Quote: "The greatest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist."-Verbal Kint from The Usual Suspects
Early the next morning Xander set out for school hoping that he wouldn't run into Buffy. However, it would seem that the Slayer had the same exact idea in mind because when Xander arrived at the doors to the library voices could be heard.
He snuck a peek inside the room and saw Oz, Cordelia, Giles, Faith, and Willow sitting at the table while Buffy, looking oddly happy, stood behind Willow.
"What in the name of God is going on?" Xander asked when he noticed how tense everyone, minus Buffy, looked.
That's when Angel walked into view.
"Holy Shit!" Xander said.
A hand clamped down over Xander's mouth and pulled him into the shadows. Xander began struggling against the person and, without knowing how, flipped the man over his shoulder. Unfortunately the man who had grabbed Xander was Benji.
"Ow," Benji managed to get out.
Xander quickly raced to the fallen balance demon's side.
"Benji I am so sorry. I didn't know it was you. I just saw Angelus and then you grabbed me. Scared the shit out of me."
Benji smacked Xander across the face preventing anymore babbling from the young man.
"I think that we're even now," Benji said as he got to his feet.
Xander rubbed his jaw and sent Benji an icy glare.
"Was that really necessary?" Xander demanded.
Benji grinned. "Yeah, it was."
Xander started to say something but then he heard Angel's voice say, "I love Buffy more than anything."
Benji noticed Xander staring at the library doors and waved his hand in front of Xander's face.
"Hello! Pluto to Xander. Can you read us, Xander?"
The teenager snapped out of his trance and gave Benji a grateful look.
"Sorry about that. How come Angelus is back?"
Benji immediately started turning around trying to look everywhere at once. Xander watched this for a while before stopping the demon.
"What are you doing?" Xander asked, a little annoyed.
"I'm looking for Angelus! You said he was here so I'm looking for him," Benji answered.
Xander smacked Benji over the head. "He's in the library dumbass."
Benji glanced in the library. "No he's not. I see Willow, I see Oz, I see Cordy, I see Faith, I see G-," Benji was cut off as Xander once again smacked him over the head.
"He is right there," Xander said pointing to Angelus who was standing next to Buffy.
"Where? I don't see him."
Xander, now mad at Benji, dragged him into the library, past the table, and directly in front of Angelus.
"Right there!" he screamed, his finger in Angelus' face.
"Oh! You mean Angel!" Benji said, laughing.
"Xander what the hell are you doing?" Buffy asked.
"I. I, uh, I, yeah."
Buffy got inches from his face and then started to yell, "Why can't you just leave Angel alone! Everyone else has!"
Benji covered his ears, grimaced, and sent a look of sympathy in Xander's direction.
"And who the hell is this?" Buffy shouted.
"Who me?" asked Benji.
"No the guy dressed like a living example of a bowling magazine behind you!"
Benji looked behind him and once seeing no one there he looked at his own clothes. Black jeans, blue bowling team shirt with his name sewn in yellow thread over the pocket, brown leather jacket, red bowling shoes, and a black fedora.
"What? You no likey?" He asked
Buffy shook her head. "And what is with the fedora? We've already met a guy with that kind of hat."
Benji rubbed his temples. "In my line of work this is a sign of being a senior member," he explained.
Before Buffy could get another insult in Xander said, "This is my cousin Benji. Benji this Buffy."
Benji smiled and extended his hand to the slayer.
"Benji Kinkler," Benji said.
Buffy looked at Benji's hand and shook her head in disgust before walking away.
"O.K. then," Benji muttered under his breath.
"How is Angel back?" Xander asked, his eyes sending the vamp a look of pure hate.
"I don't know really. I was just thinking about how much of an interesting day of research this would make," Giles said.
"Giles! Angel's just back from his vacation. Remember?" Willow asked.
Giles gave her a puzzled look, and then he remembered that Benji was in the room and nodded. "Right. Vacation."
Cordelia walked up to Benji. "You know, Xander has school so maybe I can show around town?" she asked.
Benji smiled and then a thought occurred to him. "Aren't you a student here, too?"
Cordy smiled. "So, what's your point?"
Benji arched an eyebrow at her and shook his head in confusion. "Come on Xander, we've got to go."
Cordelia frowned and got in Benji's way. "Go? But you just got here. Can't you stay awhile?"
Faith came to Benji's aid by grabbing Cordy and steering her to a chair. "Sit," the Slayer commanded.
Benji thanked her.
"No prob."
Benji turned toward Xander and jerked his head in the direction of the door. Xander, getting the meaning, nodded.
"We'll see you guys later," Xander called as he and Benji left.
Giles sat alone in his flat still trying to figure out how Angel had come back when the phone rang.
"Hello, Rupert Giles residence."
" Ar oshuin boghuy nar stok kiven."
Giles, confused, stared at his phone. "Hello, who is this?"
" Ar oshiun boghuy nar stok kiven!"
Giles, sensing the voice meant business, grabbed a book entitled "What To Do If You Receive A Rather Threatening Phone Call From An Anonymous Voice Speaking In A Demonic Language Vol. III."
He flipped to the back and the large dictionary of demonic words. Instantly he learned that it would be much harder to find the proper translation than he thought. He went to ask the voice a question but he released that the voice had hung up.
Hanging up the phone Giles settled down to figure out what the translation of ar oshuin boghuy nar stok kiven was.
After a few hours of research Giles had managed to figure out that the language was some sort of lost chaos demon tongue and ar was the in English. Seeing as the speech had not been used for 100,000,000 years his job of translating it was no easy task. But since he was a watcher and knew how to handle things he also discovered that nar was is and that stok was in.
After six long hours of work, all Giles knew was "The something something is in something."
Early the next morning Giles sat in his office once again trying to figure out how Angel was back. He had his work cutout for since nothing that he was trying to figure out was getting anywhere. The phone rang and Giles answered it.
It was Faith. Last night she had not only gotten attacked by a demon but had also received a bizarre call from a demon. After taking down Faith's description of the demon Giles hung up.
No sooner had he hung up than the phone rang again.
"Hello?" he asked.
It was Quentin Travers. Last night Giles had called for help with the translation.
"White," Travers said.
"What?" asked Giles, not understanding.
"Oshuin means white," Travers explained.
"Right. How long did it take you?" Giles asked. Last night Quentin had berated him for calling about such "trivial" matters.
"Sixteen hours," Travers admitted.
"And how many men?"
"Twenty-five."
Giles was glad that Travers was in England and couldn't see his smile.
"Wipe that bloody grin off your face," Travers snapped.
At this Giles started to laugh.
Travers, now furious, barked, "That's it! No more help from us! Do you hear me, Rupert?"
Giles's grin was knocked right off his face as Travers hung up.
"Bloody hell."
Giles once again found himself pouring over ancient texts alone in the library. The doors opened and Buffy, followed by a smiling Angel, walked in.
"What can I do for you, Buffy?" Giles asked.
"Giles, Angel wants to know why he can walk during the day," Buffy said.
Giles, who had been sipping some tea he had made, spit it out.
"I beg your pardon?" he asked.
"I can walk in the sunlight," Angel replied.
Giles shook his head. "Not possible."
Buffy smiled. "I know. That's why we came to you."
And after a few more minutes Angel and Buffy left poor old Giles to figure how Angel had come back, how he could walk in sunlight, and to finish the translation.
Giles was beginning to think that his search for the translation was useless and that his time was better spent looking for answers to the Angel problem when by mistake he discovered that kiven in English was danger.
"The White something is in danger," Giles said to himself.
He leaned back in his chair tired. He was dozing off when a voice said, "knight."
Giles sprang up and looked around but he saw no one.
He glanced down at the paper with translation and it clicked.
"The White Knight is in danger."
Giles didn't know who the voice was but he was certain that he would have to thank whoever it was.
Spike smiled as he walked away from Sunnydale and towards the motel room he shared with Benji.
Disclaimer: I still own nothing.
Category: ???
Author's Note: Nothing to say.
Quote: "The greatest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist."-Verbal Kint from The Usual Suspects
Early the next morning Xander set out for school hoping that he wouldn't run into Buffy. However, it would seem that the Slayer had the same exact idea in mind because when Xander arrived at the doors to the library voices could be heard.
He snuck a peek inside the room and saw Oz, Cordelia, Giles, Faith, and Willow sitting at the table while Buffy, looking oddly happy, stood behind Willow.
"What in the name of God is going on?" Xander asked when he noticed how tense everyone, minus Buffy, looked.
That's when Angel walked into view.
"Holy Shit!" Xander said.
A hand clamped down over Xander's mouth and pulled him into the shadows. Xander began struggling against the person and, without knowing how, flipped the man over his shoulder. Unfortunately the man who had grabbed Xander was Benji.
"Ow," Benji managed to get out.
Xander quickly raced to the fallen balance demon's side.
"Benji I am so sorry. I didn't know it was you. I just saw Angelus and then you grabbed me. Scared the shit out of me."
Benji smacked Xander across the face preventing anymore babbling from the young man.
"I think that we're even now," Benji said as he got to his feet.
Xander rubbed his jaw and sent Benji an icy glare.
"Was that really necessary?" Xander demanded.
Benji grinned. "Yeah, it was."
Xander started to say something but then he heard Angel's voice say, "I love Buffy more than anything."
Benji noticed Xander staring at the library doors and waved his hand in front of Xander's face.
"Hello! Pluto to Xander. Can you read us, Xander?"
The teenager snapped out of his trance and gave Benji a grateful look.
"Sorry about that. How come Angelus is back?"
Benji immediately started turning around trying to look everywhere at once. Xander watched this for a while before stopping the demon.
"What are you doing?" Xander asked, a little annoyed.
"I'm looking for Angelus! You said he was here so I'm looking for him," Benji answered.
Xander smacked Benji over the head. "He's in the library dumbass."
Benji glanced in the library. "No he's not. I see Willow, I see Oz, I see Cordy, I see Faith, I see G-," Benji was cut off as Xander once again smacked him over the head.
"He is right there," Xander said pointing to Angelus who was standing next to Buffy.
"Where? I don't see him."
Xander, now mad at Benji, dragged him into the library, past the table, and directly in front of Angelus.
"Right there!" he screamed, his finger in Angelus' face.
"Oh! You mean Angel!" Benji said, laughing.
"Xander what the hell are you doing?" Buffy asked.
"I. I, uh, I, yeah."
Buffy got inches from his face and then started to yell, "Why can't you just leave Angel alone! Everyone else has!"
Benji covered his ears, grimaced, and sent a look of sympathy in Xander's direction.
"And who the hell is this?" Buffy shouted.
"Who me?" asked Benji.
"No the guy dressed like a living example of a bowling magazine behind you!"
Benji looked behind him and once seeing no one there he looked at his own clothes. Black jeans, blue bowling team shirt with his name sewn in yellow thread over the pocket, brown leather jacket, red bowling shoes, and a black fedora.
"What? You no likey?" He asked
Buffy shook her head. "And what is with the fedora? We've already met a guy with that kind of hat."
Benji rubbed his temples. "In my line of work this is a sign of being a senior member," he explained.
Before Buffy could get another insult in Xander said, "This is my cousin Benji. Benji this Buffy."
Benji smiled and extended his hand to the slayer.
"Benji Kinkler," Benji said.
Buffy looked at Benji's hand and shook her head in disgust before walking away.
"O.K. then," Benji muttered under his breath.
"How is Angel back?" Xander asked, his eyes sending the vamp a look of pure hate.
"I don't know really. I was just thinking about how much of an interesting day of research this would make," Giles said.
"Giles! Angel's just back from his vacation. Remember?" Willow asked.
Giles gave her a puzzled look, and then he remembered that Benji was in the room and nodded. "Right. Vacation."
Cordelia walked up to Benji. "You know, Xander has school so maybe I can show around town?" she asked.
Benji smiled and then a thought occurred to him. "Aren't you a student here, too?"
Cordy smiled. "So, what's your point?"
Benji arched an eyebrow at her and shook his head in confusion. "Come on Xander, we've got to go."
Cordelia frowned and got in Benji's way. "Go? But you just got here. Can't you stay awhile?"
Faith came to Benji's aid by grabbing Cordy and steering her to a chair. "Sit," the Slayer commanded.
Benji thanked her.
"No prob."
Benji turned toward Xander and jerked his head in the direction of the door. Xander, getting the meaning, nodded.
"We'll see you guys later," Xander called as he and Benji left.
Giles sat alone in his flat still trying to figure out how Angel had come back when the phone rang.
"Hello, Rupert Giles residence."
" Ar oshuin boghuy nar stok kiven."
Giles, confused, stared at his phone. "Hello, who is this?"
" Ar oshiun boghuy nar stok kiven!"
Giles, sensing the voice meant business, grabbed a book entitled "What To Do If You Receive A Rather Threatening Phone Call From An Anonymous Voice Speaking In A Demonic Language Vol. III."
He flipped to the back and the large dictionary of demonic words. Instantly he learned that it would be much harder to find the proper translation than he thought. He went to ask the voice a question but he released that the voice had hung up.
Hanging up the phone Giles settled down to figure out what the translation of ar oshuin boghuy nar stok kiven was.
After a few hours of research Giles had managed to figure out that the language was some sort of lost chaos demon tongue and ar was the in English. Seeing as the speech had not been used for 100,000,000 years his job of translating it was no easy task. But since he was a watcher and knew how to handle things he also discovered that nar was is and that stok was in.
After six long hours of work, all Giles knew was "The something something is in something."
Early the next morning Giles sat in his office once again trying to figure out how Angel was back. He had his work cutout for since nothing that he was trying to figure out was getting anywhere. The phone rang and Giles answered it.
It was Faith. Last night she had not only gotten attacked by a demon but had also received a bizarre call from a demon. After taking down Faith's description of the demon Giles hung up.
No sooner had he hung up than the phone rang again.
"Hello?" he asked.
It was Quentin Travers. Last night Giles had called for help with the translation.
"White," Travers said.
"What?" asked Giles, not understanding.
"Oshuin means white," Travers explained.
"Right. How long did it take you?" Giles asked. Last night Quentin had berated him for calling about such "trivial" matters.
"Sixteen hours," Travers admitted.
"And how many men?"
"Twenty-five."
Giles was glad that Travers was in England and couldn't see his smile.
"Wipe that bloody grin off your face," Travers snapped.
At this Giles started to laugh.
Travers, now furious, barked, "That's it! No more help from us! Do you hear me, Rupert?"
Giles's grin was knocked right off his face as Travers hung up.
"Bloody hell."
Giles once again found himself pouring over ancient texts alone in the library. The doors opened and Buffy, followed by a smiling Angel, walked in.
"What can I do for you, Buffy?" Giles asked.
"Giles, Angel wants to know why he can walk during the day," Buffy said.
Giles, who had been sipping some tea he had made, spit it out.
"I beg your pardon?" he asked.
"I can walk in the sunlight," Angel replied.
Giles shook his head. "Not possible."
Buffy smiled. "I know. That's why we came to you."
And after a few more minutes Angel and Buffy left poor old Giles to figure how Angel had come back, how he could walk in sunlight, and to finish the translation.
Giles was beginning to think that his search for the translation was useless and that his time was better spent looking for answers to the Angel problem when by mistake he discovered that kiven in English was danger.
"The White something is in danger," Giles said to himself.
He leaned back in his chair tired. He was dozing off when a voice said, "knight."
Giles sprang up and looked around but he saw no one.
He glanced down at the paper with translation and it clicked.
"The White Knight is in danger."
Giles didn't know who the voice was but he was certain that he would have to thank whoever it was.
Spike smiled as he walked away from Sunnydale and towards the motel room he shared with Benji.