A/N: Thanks for the wonderful reviews! Your suggestions are very helpful and I will keep them in mind. :-) I'm going to use the tune of "Adelaide's Lament" from "Guys and Dolls". I know another Guys and Dolls song, but I thought that this song just fitted in with the storyline. Enjoy!
Anya sat in Buffy's bedroom reading a Cosmo magazine, particularly an article about people sometimes having colds because they felt lonely and had not had sex in a long time. The article was written by some psychologist and it was rather interesting to Anya because Anya had developed a cold and felt the same way. Then she heard a small knock on the door.
"Come in." She said still reading her magazine casually. It turned out to be Xander and Anya threw the magazine down but keeping the place were she left off.
"So Harris. Did you burst into your own little song yet?" Anya asked as she sat up on the bed. Xander took this as an invitation for him to sit next her and he scooted next to the ex-vengeance demon.
"Nope not yet but I have a feeling that might happen soon." Xander answered.
"Me neither. This musical didn't really give me a solo song yet. Hopefully I'll get one soon." Anya shrugged.
"Hopefully? Bursting into song isn't the greatest thing to do An." Xander pointed out giving her a disbelieving look.
'Well Harris, I'm a big fan of musicals and- hey don't touch my magazine!" Xander lifted up the magazine on the bed and Anya sneezed.
"Good bless you. Anya you have a cold?" Xander said still looking at the article while Anya attempted to take out of Xander's hands.
"Yeah well doesn't everybody once in a while- ACHOOOOOO!" Anya sneezed loudly as she grabbed a tissue.
"Well, well. Let's see what we have here. Dr. Lee Ann Walsh says that 'a lonely, single not having an intimate or romantic moment in over 4-6 months can develop a cold."
Xander looked at Anya with wide eyes. "So uh....you haven't...well that's interesting." Xander laughed nervously and put the book down.
"Well have you Xander?" Anya lifted her eyebrows.
"Well...yea- okay no." Xander shifted uncomfortably. " Well I better get going. I think the uh...Potentials are probably not trustworthy alone with sharp objects and breakable...things. So see you later." Xander quickly walked out the door leaving Anya alone. Anya shrugged and picked up her magazine.
"It says here:" Anya started then to sing while reading the magazine article.
The average unmarried female,
Basically insecure,
Due to some long frustration may react,
With psychosomatic symptoms,
Difficult to endure,
Affecting the upper respiratory tract.
In other words,
Just from waiting around for that plain little hot moment,
A person can develop a cold.
You can spray her wherever you figure the streptococci lurk,
You can give her a shot for whatever she's got,
But it just won't work.
If she's tired of getting the fish eye from the scooby gang,
A person can develop a cold.
"It says here:" Anya paced around the room with the magazine in her hands.
The female remaining single,
Just in the intimate sense,
Shows a neurotic tendency. See Note.
(spoken)Tendency see note?
Oh, "see note!"
Chronic, organic syndromes,
Toxic or hypertense,
Involving the eye, the ear, the nose, and throat.
In other words just from worrying whether you'll ever get married or not,
A person can develop a cough.
You can feed her all day with the Vitamin A and the Bromo fizz,
But the medicine never gets anywhere near where the trouble is.
If she's tired of getting a kind of name for herself s and the name nice,
A person can develop a cough.
And furthermore,
Just being a vengeance demon and not back and forth,
A person can develop La grippe.
When they get on the train for Niagra,
And she can hear church bells chime,
The compartment is air conditioned,
And the mood sublime,
Then Xander leaves you at the altar for the fourteen time,
A person can develop La grippe,
La grippe,
La post nasal drip,
With the wheezes,
And the sneezes,
And a sinus that's really a pip!
From a lack of community property and a feeling she's getting too old,
A person can develop a big, bad, cold!
Anya sneezed loudly and fell on her back feeling horrible. Well, guess I shouldn't of wished for a solo.
A/N: Remember: Review Review! It is the thing to do! Great now I'm bursting into song. :-)