A/N: A Caleb fic, since no one seemed to write one yet.
Disclaimer: I don't own Caleb or the First Evil.
Summary: An alternate ending to the episode Dirty Girls.
Time
The First Evil, in the form of Buffy, grinned evilly. "That was great, Caleb."
Caleb, holding a glass of wine, smiled. "Yes, thank you. I believe I did truly well. With you by my side, of course."
"You were magnificent. The way you took out those two girls was like an evening at the movies, or possibly an evening at Disneyland."
Caleb frowned. "Disneyland. Hmm, now there's a thought."
"What?" The First Evil asked.
"Once you and I-well, mostly I-kill all the potentials and the Slayer, we can take a trip to Disneyland." Caleb laughed. "And then it won't be the most happiest place on earth anymore."
The First Evil smiled. "You're terrible."
"No, I just work my ways."
"Tell me a story. With the Slayer in it," the First Evil pleaded. "And make it have a tragic ending."
"Okay, I will. The Slayer fought hard, but we made her retreat. She's alone, now, betrayed by friends, feeling guilty for the tragic happenings that happened. She's organizing more time for training sessions, and hoping that she'll defeat us.
"But there is no more time. She should've thought about training before hand. Before we came, because, you see, now that we're here, there is no more time.
"No more time to rest, no more time to sit down to breakfast. We'll probably take out the potential slayers quickly tomorrow, and leave no time for the Slayer to grieve over it.
"Time doesn't matter anymore, because we're here." Caleb sighed. "That was a happy ending, wasn't it?" He asked the First Evil.
"Oh, yes, it was."
Caleb raised his wine glass and drank. When he finished, he set it down. "Then it's settled. It's time. The time that we kill the Slayer."
Disclaimer: I don't own Caleb or the First Evil.
Summary: An alternate ending to the episode Dirty Girls.
Time
The First Evil, in the form of Buffy, grinned evilly. "That was great, Caleb."
Caleb, holding a glass of wine, smiled. "Yes, thank you. I believe I did truly well. With you by my side, of course."
"You were magnificent. The way you took out those two girls was like an evening at the movies, or possibly an evening at Disneyland."
Caleb frowned. "Disneyland. Hmm, now there's a thought."
"What?" The First Evil asked.
"Once you and I-well, mostly I-kill all the potentials and the Slayer, we can take a trip to Disneyland." Caleb laughed. "And then it won't be the most happiest place on earth anymore."
The First Evil smiled. "You're terrible."
"No, I just work my ways."
"Tell me a story. With the Slayer in it," the First Evil pleaded. "And make it have a tragic ending."
"Okay, I will. The Slayer fought hard, but we made her retreat. She's alone, now, betrayed by friends, feeling guilty for the tragic happenings that happened. She's organizing more time for training sessions, and hoping that she'll defeat us.
"But there is no more time. She should've thought about training before hand. Before we came, because, you see, now that we're here, there is no more time.
"No more time to rest, no more time to sit down to breakfast. We'll probably take out the potential slayers quickly tomorrow, and leave no time for the Slayer to grieve over it.
"Time doesn't matter anymore, because we're here." Caleb sighed. "That was a happy ending, wasn't it?" He asked the First Evil.
"Oh, yes, it was."
Caleb raised his wine glass and drank. When he finished, he set it down. "Then it's settled. It's time. The time that we kill the Slayer."