Chapter 11 – Who Says I'm Running Out Of Ideas?
Buffy and Xander returned back to the house after the doctor's visit. They were greeted at the door by Dawn.
"So what did the doctor say?" Asked Dawn.
"He said Xander was faking." Replied Buffy.
"He did not. He said it was just a one-off spasm induced by that crappy couch of yours." Said Xander.
"Another words you were faking."
"I wasn't faking, I was in a lot of pain."
"Yeah, fake pain."
"Alright that's it."
"You want to go? Let's go." Said Buffy as she went into fight mode.
"Guys! I don't think fighting would be the best thing to do right now."
"Yeah Dawn is right."
"That's just because you are scared of my Slayer powers."
"That's not it, although you having super-human strength kind of puts you at an advantage."
"Yeah well…"
"Guys!"
"What?" They both replied."
"There is a bit of a situation."
"What kind of situation?" Buffy asked cautiously.
"Hey is that smoke I smell?"
"Dawn!"
"It wasn't my fault."
"What did you do?"
"There was a slight cooking mishap."
"What kind of cooking mishap?"
By now they were about to enter the kitchen.
"Jesus Christ!" Shouted Xander when he saw the slight cooking mishap. "You call that a slight cooking mishap?"
"In the Summers' scale of cooking mishaps it ranks pretty low." Explained Dawn.
"But the kitchen is on fire!"
Xander turned to Buffy for her to back him up but she just nodded, "Dawn's right, this isn't that bad."
"Are you both insane?" Xander asked to someone in particular.
"Dawn hand me that cloth."
"Shouldn't we call the fire brigade?"
"For this little fire?"
"Little?!?"
"Xander you have a lot to learn about Summers' cooking."
"I don't think there is much cooking going on."
"Yeah there is, see that smoldering black stuff."
"Yes."
"That's tonight's desert."
"Is it edible?"
"Is it ever?"
"Good point."
"Hey! Buffy you're cooking isn't that much better."
"She's right."
"Yeah but it's not Dawn-bad."
"Yes it is."
"No it isn't."
"Is."
"Isn't."
"Xander!" They both shouted.
"I'm not getting involved in that."
"Wimp."
"You say wimp, I say smart. Let's call the whole thing off."
"Oh, you can't joke your way out of this one."
"I can't joke my way out of any of them."
"There will be revenge."
"Yeah."
"Ooh I'm scared."
"You heard about a woman's scorn?"
"Yes!"
"That was a rhetorical question Xander."
"Oh."
"You heard about a woman's scorn? Well, this will be twice that."
"I have faced the end of the world countless times, I dated Cordelia, I left Anya at the altar and I was a male stripper. I think I can handle something as little as your revenge."
"He has got a point there Buff…wait what was that about being a stripper?"
"Don't worry Dawn I am sure we can come up with something."
"You don't scare me Buffy."
"Not even a little?"
"Of course a little but then again you are a woman."
"Well you should be scared. You should be very scared."
"Hello! When was Xander a stripper?"