Part Nine: Xander Goes to School
Buffy and Xander go to Xander's house. They start a flame in the fireplace. They move the loveseat in front of it. After pouring themselves some of Linda's prize wine they sit down on the floor resting their backs on the chair. It doesn't take much to satisfy our duo. Just give them some time alone without the threat of bodily harm. Their shared love will do the rest.
They are weary. They try to sort out all the intense emotions they have experienced in the last few weeks. Buffy begins to cry,
"Xander, I thought you were dead. This love business is tougher than I ever thought it was going to be. Compared to what I go through with you I think my thing with Angel was some kind of puppy love or something."
Xander turns to her. "I know what you mean, Buff. We just have this unbelievably intense thing going. When Malcolm stabbed me with the sword I thought I was going to die but when I saw you in the fountain I knew I had to get to you. It took me over. No way was I not going to save you!'
"Xander, I don't know how you did that. It's too much for me to even think about right now."
Xander puts his arm around the slayer. She puts her head on his chest.
"Your love is amazing, Buffy. I feel every bit of your heart and soul in my direction."
"Well, with you I have to watch every decision you make. You always either try to save my life or give your life for me.
Xander frowns. "Is it that bad for you, Buff?"
"I'll probably regret saying this but…it's quite sweet, actually."
Xander starts to kiss Buffy in earnest. "Sweet, that is a good word to use for you. Sweet like a big, luscious Twinkie." He takes a playful bite of her neck.
We all know where things such as this end with our two smitten lovebirds. We all know where two loving daemon slayers belong when they are not defending the world from this or that riff-raff.
They belong locked in love together, locked in glorious appreciation of one another's beauty and goodness. It is only right and proper!
Good Night, Buffy, Xander.
The gang actually does something normal. They go to school. That's what they get to do with their "light" time.
Buffy and Xander are feeling very good. They hold hands as they walk down the corridor. Xander has Buffy in stitches with some ridiculous comment he made about principal Snyder.
Willow comes up to them. She looks very disturbed. Xander talks to her.
"What's the matter, Will?"
"Oz is acting crazy."
"How?"
"Here he comes. See what you think."
Oz walks up to them. He approaches Xander menacingly.
"Hey, Oz."
"What are you doing with Willow?"
"Nothing, Oz."
The werewolf goes face to face with him. "Don't tell me you weren't messing with her!"
"Please Oz, I like Willow. You know that but…."
Oz doesn't let Xander finish. He grabs his shirt. "The same way you like all those freaks you sleep with!"
Oz is shouting. They are beginning to draw a crowd. Willow grabs him. "Oz, can we go?
"Not until I deal with mister stud, here!"
Oz hits Xander in the chest. Xander doesn't do anything. The crowd laughs. Willow pushes Oz away.
"Now you get out of here, Oz! Meet me in class." The werewolf leaves. Willow goes back to Xander and Buffy.
"I'm sorry, Xander."
He is very pissed. "Yea, me too! What the hell was that all about?" He storms off.
Buffy is speechless. Willow looks at her pleadingly. "I'm sorry, Buffy."
The slayer doesn't know what to do. Xander was really upset. Buffy knows her sweetie well enough to know that sometimes he likes to be alone when he is angry. She has to see if he is okay. She finds him outside.
"Are you okay?"
"I'll live."
Buffy senses she shouldn't press it. "Okay, honey, I'll see you later. She gives him a peck on the check, which he doesn't acknowledge.
Buffy has to find out what is going on.
Willow comes to her after class. "Did you see Xander, Buffy?"
"I saw him, Will, but…"
"But what?"
"He was very distant. Will, what is happening with our favorite Werewolf?"
Willow ignores Buffy's question "Oh no, hard Xander? Tell him not to hurt Oz, please? I have to find him. I'll see you after history."
Buffy just looks at the redhead, not sure of what to say.
The witch hurries down the hall looking for her Oz and praying he isn't attacking someone, especially Xander. Although she still loves her former best friend she is afraid Oz will provoke him into a fight.
Xander is walking down the hallway. A boy by the name of Wilson approaches him. He is one of the strongest boys in the school, a football behemoth. He goes with a girl named Nancy.
"You were trying to make it with Nancy, punk!"
"Wilson, I make it my business to stay completely away from you and Nancy."
"Are you calling me a liar?"
Xander doesn't say anything but is very disgusted. This business of not being able to show your real stuff in front of humans has a limit. Wilson grabs him, smashing him into the lockers. Xander doesn't retaliate. Cordelia is watching the whole thing. She goes over to Wilson.
"He didn't even look at Nancy, Wilson. Leave him alone!"
Wilson doesn't pursue it anymore. He pushes his way past the small crowd, which gathered to view the commotion. "Next time, Harris."
The brunet goes to Xander. "Thanks, Cordelia, it's been a rough day."
"Think he's tougher than Malcolm?"
"What have we unleashed?"
"Stay out of my way! Hey, did Oz really hit you this morning?"
"He sure did."
"You poor thing. You never get a break." Cordelia hugs Xander. Buffy and Willow come by. The slayer is taken aback. He didn't want her comfort but he'll take Cordelia's?
Willow approaches him. "I'm sorry, Xander, please don't hurt Oz."
Cordelia answers for him. "He just got roughed up by Wilson, Willow, back off!"
Xander walks away. Buffy looks wide-eyed at Cordelia.
Hasn't she been paying attention? Xander is my honey. Hell, even the daemons know that. If anybody should be defending him or hugging him it is me. Has everyone forgotten the basic rules of dating?
What am I talking about? Xander and I are doing more than dating! We're soul mates, forever love-bunnies, even.
She makes a note to mention that fact to Cordelia or, whoever else needs to hear it!"
It's a crazy day. Normal for Hellmouth!
Xander is feeling like crap. After supper he goes to his private place by the city library, sinking back into his protective shell.
What the hell is going on, now? What's the matter with Oz? Willow and I are friends. We have always been friends. As soon as she got together with Oz I backed off as much as they wanted. I didn't mess it up. No way! I respect both of them. Oz has no reason to be jealous.
The boy's thoughts are interrupted by a visit from Rebecca.
"You look very pensive my young friend."
"Hard day in school. Oz hit me and some football player used me for a tackling dummy."
"I'm sorry, Xander. I came to talk to you but, perhaps a hug would be more appropriate."
Rebecca embraces Xander. In the meantime Buffy is coming up the street toward the library. When Xander wasn't at his house the slayer decided to check his thinking place. The first thing she sees is the two of them hugging.
Damn, Xander will take comfort from anybody but me.
The slayer actually hesitates. She remembers feeling jealous of Rebecca even before Xander and she were together but she has to control it. Rebecca is Xander's mentor and has shown nothing but friendliness and respect toward everyone. She decides to calm herself down before approaching.
Rebecca decides to allow Xander his space. She leaves, walking in the direction of the approaching Buffy.
As the slayer gets closer she sees still another figure approach her man. It is Rachel.
When Xander sees the vampire he breaks out in a big grin. They hug very warmly.
"Rachel, good show, honey. We had a champagne toast to you. We're having a party Saturday night. Can you make it?"
"This might be the last time you see me for awhile, Xander. I have to lay low. As soon as everyone finds out I helped you get Malcolm…"
Xander embraces her again. "Say no more, Rachel. Thank you so much. I will definitely check on you. Please keep in contact with the usual people."
"I will, Xander."
"If you ever need me to get you out of anything, Rachel, I'll be there."
"I would never doubt that, Xander."
Rachel leaves. Xander shakes his head in worry thinking of all the bad things that could happen to his good friend.
Buffy is very upset, now. Xander is too much. He's so at home with all his friends, all women. She can't help it. She is jealous, plain and simple. The slayer feels justified, too. How much would it take for him to be with Rachel or even, Cordelia?
"Damn it, he's my boyfriend!"
He may be the Boy Wonder and all that stuff but Xander Lavelle Harris has some lessons to learn about relationships!
Buffy runs into Rebecca as she approaches the library.
"Hello, Buffy."
"Is it my turn to see him yet?"
Rebecca doesn't answer as she passes.
When Buffy gets to Xander. "Oh, will you see me now?"
"What does that mean?"
"All day and night you've had your groupies giving you comfort."
"Buffy, I've had a bad day. My friends are just trying to offer sympathy."
"You didn't want my sympathy!"
"What? Come on, Buff, sit down. Rachel was just telling me she has to lie low for awhile. I hope they don't get her. We have to make sure…"
The slayer interrupts him "Look, Xander, I know you have real good reasons for what you do but there is an issue here. We…"
He doesn't let her finish. He gets up, disgusted. "Buffy, can you save it for a day when I'm not getting my ass kicked!"
The boy stomps away.
Buffy is furious. He hugs Cordelia and smiles. He hugs Rachel and practically undresses her. He hugs Rebecca with affection. Me, supposedly the woman of his dreams, he blows off with one sentence!
Buffy goes to the Bronze. Willow is there minus Oz. They both sit, staring into space for a few minutes before talking.
"Is Oz still whacked?"
"I was hoping his behavior was because it is going to be a full moon…but…I think it's more complicated than that."
"All of a sudden your simple werewolf has taken a Hellmouth turn for the worse."
"What about you? Where's hard man?"
"Probably being comforted somewhere by a sorceress or a goddess."
Willow, raising her eyebrows. "Oh, is he still holding dark hour with all his female groupies of the night?"
"You've noticed, too? I think everybody with a skirt on heard he had a bad day and just wanted to offer him comfort."
"That's your job, now, doesn't he know that?"
"Xander better never tell me I'm complicated again. I had to take a ticket just to get a chance to talk with him. He was hugging and making giggly eyes with Rachel, hugging and taking advice from Rebecca and allowing Cordelia to defend him against Wilson."
Willow ads "And hugging her, too."
The slayer continues. "Yea, and me he just blows off!"
"Think he'll come here tonight?"
"No, and when I see him, again, he'll have a perfectly good explanation for everything he's done today."
"And, he's probably going to be mad at me just because Oz hit him."
"This new Xander better learn to be more like the old Xander."
"Yea, we'd be sitting here laughing now because he would be making all his stupid comments and telling all his stupid jokes. Buffy, I thought we were going to be able to tell him what to do, now?"
"I'm working on it, Will. Now, if I can only get an appointment to see him."
"With no patrol tonight I thought you two would be dancing or something."
"Me too."
Xander is still upset about the attacks. He wants to be with Buffy but he knows she is mad at him. He decides to go to the Bronze to see her, anyway. A few dances together and who knows what can happen?
On the way over he comes upon two women who are being attacked by something. Xander runs over to them. The attacker is a Werewolf. When Xander comes over it stops the attack. It backs off, growling and sniffing.
Xander turns his attention to the women. One of them is attending to the other.
"Are you guys okay?"
The taller of the two women responds. "I think so. How come it stopped attacking?"
"I have no idea but get up very slowly and get behind me."
They do it. Xander can see another Werewolf approaching from the distance.
"We are going to start to walk very slowly."
The wolf makes a stab at the women as they start to move but stops when Xander gets in its face.
"Where do you guys live?"
"Only a couple of blocks from here."
"Let's go."
They make a run for it. The lone wolf is now joined by a second and a third. Xander lags behind to make sure he can stop the monsters from getting to the women. He briefly tangles with them before he is finally able to make it to the house. The werewolves congregate under a tree.
The three of them are okay. The taller woman introduces herself. "My name is Monica Gentry. This is my sister, Cindy."
"My name is Xander. Why were they attacking you, Monica?"
"This might sound strange but we think one of them might be Cindy's ex boyfriend. I am into the occult. I was trying to cast a spell that might keep them away. I guess I didn't do very well."
Xander keeps watching the wolves from the bay window. Monica is curious about something. "Correct me if I'm wrong, Xander, but, they actually seemed to be afraid of you."
"I don't know. I think they were just waiting for help."
"Xander, you don't seem to be surprised at all that there were Werewolves chasing us."
"You guys are not from around here, are you?"
"No, we're from LA"
"There are a lot of such things around here. You guys picked the wrong town to visit."
"We live here, now."
"That is an even bigger mistake."
Xander doesn't know what it is but he feels a very strange attraction toward Monica. Cindy is sitting on a chair just staring into space.
"Is Cindy okay, Monica?"
Monica, manages a small smile, "Yea, she's just a little shook up."
Xander goes up to her. "It seems like they're gone, Cindy. From what I know about werewolves, I don't think they like it indoors. You're okay in here."
Cindy hugs Xander. She is the younger of the two. She has long flowing golden blond hair that is spread all over her face at the moment. Aside from the hair color she resembles Cordelia somewhat. Monica has very beautiful light brunet hair that is presently tied back in a ponytail. Monica has one of those faces, which lights up the room when she smiles. She carries herself very warmly, but confidently.
"You are the first really friendly person we've met in Sunnydale."
"Yea, well, it isn't exactly an overly friendly town. But, hey, I hang with my girl friend and some other friends. We're friendly, sometimes. Maybe we can help show you around."
Cindy perks up. She is not keeping it a secret that she is quite smitten with our resident male daemon fighter.
"You will show us around, Xander?"
"Yea, sure. There is a nightclub just two blocks from your very door. It's called the Bronze. We all hang out there. You are welcome to join us."
"We'll see you there."
Xander turns to Monica. "I think you're okay, now. I need to go."
Monica walks with Xander to the porch. She feels the same strange attraction to Xander that he feels toward her.
In the meantime Buffy and Willow get tired mopping in the Bronze. They leave. When they turn the corner to walk down the street they see two figures standing on one of the porches. It's Xander and Monica.
"Xander, thank you so much for saving us."
They embrace. Buffy recognizes Xander. When she sees him hugging Monica she can hardly stand it.
"Willow, tell me that isn't Xander standing on that porch hugging still another female person."
"It is him. What is the matter with him?… I guess we'll find out because, here he comes."
"I don't want to see him right now. I'm liable to hit him first and ask questions later."
"Too late."
Xander approaches the two best friends.
"Hey, guys. I was going to catch you at the Bronze."
Neither even look at him. They keep walking. Xander catches up. When he looks at Buffy's face he guesses she must have seen he and Monica hugging.
"Oh…I guess you must have seen me hugging that girl. She got attacked by a Werewolf."
Willow stops, looking at him worriedly. "You didn't hurt Oz, did you?"
"I didn't hurt anybody, Willow."
The redhead catches up to Buffy who refuses to even acknowledge Xander's presence.
"Hey, wait a minute guys. Buffy." He runs in front of the slayer.
"What's the matter, babe?"
The slayer sighs then continues to walk. Willow answers. "You don't know, do you? The new hard Xander is stupid."
He runs in front of Buffy, again. "That girl was Monica. She was just thanking me for saving her."
Buffy replies. "She was hugging you just to show her appreciation to the wonderful, heroic Xander Harris." She coos sarcastically, "God's gift to the female race."
Xander can't believe the slayer is this mad. "Buffy, honey, speak to me."
"I can't. That's the trouble. I have to stand in line!"
"That's ridiculous, Buffy."
"Look, Xander, if I see you hug another woman today I'm going to scream. You didn't tell me I would have to compete for you with all the females in Sunnydale."
"You don't have to compete with anybody for me, Buffy."
She is still steaming. "You laughed with and, made eyes with and, hugged half the women in the state today. When I came to you to try to comfort you all you did was blow me off!"
"Buffy, will you please calm down."
"No, I won't, Xander. Not until you explain. I'm Buffy Summers, your honey. The woman you have loved for years. Now, take your time. Remember me?"
Xander tries to embrace her but she stops him. "Buffy, please."
"I thought it was me who was suppose to be complicated. Remember Angel? Hell, you have a crowd! It keeps growing! Every time I turn around there is another woman in my face."
"In your face? I don't understand?"
Buffy is completely exasperated. "Yea, Xander, if they are hugging you and making eyes at you and cooing in your direction they are in my face…You just don't get it, do you?"
The slayer walks ahead. Willow looks at the boy. "You belong to her, dummy! Everything Xander belongs to her. She gets to say something about all kinds of stuff."
Xander runs up to Buffy. "Buffy, this can't be…like…like a jealous thing. Do you think I would ever, ever do anything to you like that? Are you kidding, Buffy?"
"No, Xander, I don't think you would ever do anything with the intention of hurting me. You are just being Xander. But, you have to learn some stuff about how the love thing goes. Once we said that to each other certain things have to happen. I want all your stuff in my direction, good and bad."
"All those other people are just my friends."
"Those relationships have to change, especially with your friends. If you want comfort from having a bad day, me. If you need to talk over some deep problem, me. You no longer have the right to just let your whole self hang out to every person you meet."
Buffy has no idea if Xander is getting any of this but she goes on. "You're just so friendly and so dynamic and so appreciative to all your friends, all who just happen to be females. Don't get me wrong, Xander, I'll compete with them. You're worth it. I'll stand toe to toe with anybody who has designs on you but, I guarantee you won't like it!"
Xander is really trying but he still doesn't get the whole picture. "Wait a minute. Think about the women you are talking about. Rebecca is one of them."
"I like Rebecca, Xander, but part of her does more than just admire you. Hell, you and she are the same thing."
Xander continues. "Rachel, she is only a…"
Buffy is flabbergasted. "Don't you dare say Rachel only wants to be your friend!"
Willow has to get in on this one. "Don't even bring her up, Xander."
"But, she helped us."
The redhead continues. "If Rachel were any more in love with you she'd be sleeping in your basement…She isn't sleeping in your basement, is she?"
"No!"
Willow is on a roll. "And, don't even bring up Cordelia, ever!"
Buffy chimes in. "I've had to watch you suck face with somebody else for so long…"
Xander tries to save himself. "Buffy, we've only been together…"
Buffy interrupts. "You're stupid, aren't you?"
Willow continues it. "Haven't you figured out yet how long Buffy has been in love with you?"
"Buffy answers Willow. "Maybe if he associated with somebody who wasn't trying to get into his pants all the time."
This is a lot for Xander. "Let me try to get this all into perspective. Everything I do now…with everybody has to change?"
Willow answers. "That's part of it."
Buffy goes right up to Xander. "I'll try this again, Xander. I realize you are deprived in this area. There is no more you or I. There's us. Do you understand that?"
"Xander nervously runs his hand through his hair. "I don't know."
Willow goes to him. "What are you going to do tomorrow, Xander?"
"Well, I told Monica…"
"Nope! What next?"
"Rebecca…wanted me…"
"Stop again, Xander. You're doing very bad."
Buffy and Willow look at each other. The slayer shakes her head. "You're pathetic, Xander. I love you but you are pathetic. You need like…a teacher, make that an old teacher…one that is old and looks old."
Willow decides to try another approach. "Xander, when you get up tomorrow give your honey, Buffy, a call."
"Oh…okay, I can do that. I can easily do that. I'll call you as soon as I open my eyes, Buffy."
Buffy shakes her head, laughing. "Thank you Willow."
The redhead has one more thing to add. "Don't save anybody or rescue anybody on the way home tonight."
"I'll keep my eyes down. No, better, I'll run all the way home."
Buffy is finally impressed. "Very good, Xander, now give me a kiss goodnight."
He tries to only give her a peck on the cheek but Willow points him back to Buffy who has a very disappointed frown on her face. He goes back to her.
"Good night, sweet love." He gives her a very passionate kiss and then a hug. "I'll give you a call as soon as I wake up."
He looks up, smiling, waiting for approval. "Good night, sweetie."
Willow nods her head. "I'm very impressed, Xander." He goes to hug his long time friend but looks at Buffy first.
"Yes, Willow is an approved hug."
Xander actually does run home. The girls watch him disappear down the street. They link arms and start skipping down the street. The slayer has to stop.
"Did you see his face when you were stopping him from planning his day?"
"We should have taken pictures. It's almost a shame to torture the poor boy like this."
"If we don't I'll have to beat up all the girls and women in Sunnydale…Willow, was he actually groveling?"
"He honestly had no idea what he was doing wrong."
"He's too much, Willow. Now that I actually pay attention to him all the time I'm constantly afraid I'm going to lose him."
"There is so much competition. He never attracts anybody who isn't at least a Miss California contestant. Did you see that Monica he was hugging?"
"I don't want to think about it. Talking about competition, how does it go with Oz being in the band and all?"
"Last week they played this club in L A. I thought this girl was staring at Devon. Then her friend came. They smiled and cooed all over Oz all night. And…and, he was even smiling back at them."
"I hope it was just stage presence stuff."
"I don't know."
"Well, Will, we're pretty good as a team. We may have to give Oz the same love etiquette talk we just gave Xander."
"Let's plan on it. That was fun! Control is fun!"
"We'll make them toe the line, sister!"
The next day passes peacefully. Willow and Buffy go to the Bronze, again. Xander had a meeting with Rebecca, training but no hug. He joins the girls.
"Well, hello, Buffy." He gives her a pleasant kiss.
"How was your day, Xander, honey?"
"Hug free. No hero stuff, either."
Willow comments. "Very proper, sir."
"Where's Oz, Will?"
"He has practice. That was not him last night."
"That's good. I had a talk with Giles. He said something about the full moon blues. Rebecca said she has some stuff at her house to read on it."
Buffy's eyebrows go up. Willow looks at him. "Xander."
"Wait, let me finish. I told her maybe Buffy and I would be over to pick it up later."
Buffy is happy. "That's very good, Xander. I think if I saw one more female spending more time with my honey than me…"
She doesn't finish but Xander gets the drift of her thought.
Another person comes into the Bronze. Not just any person, but one of extreme presence and grace. A blonde headed beauty who some might mistake as a minor goddess on loan from above. As she comes through the second set of doors all eyes are fixed on her. She walks with attitude and purpose. There hasn't been a presence in the nightclub such as hers since the night Rachel made her appearance.
Buffy and Willow see her first.
"Who is that?"
"I have no idea. I just hope she isn't here for Oz."
Xander turns around to look at the person they are talking about. He sees her.
"Oh, shit!" It is Cindy, Monica's sister.
"What, Xander?"
"Nothing, Buff, let's dance."
Too late, Cindy sees Xander. The boy's heart takes a dive as she makes her way to the table. He tries to hide but it's no use. Cindy comes directly to him, putting her hand very lovingly and seductively on his shoulder.
"Hello, Xander. I was too upset to really thank you last night for saving my life."
She kisses him on the cheek then hugs him very tenderly. Both Buffy and Willow have their mouths open.
Cindy totally ignores the girls. "You said you might be able to show me around, Xander."
The Boy Wonder has never squirmed more in his whole life. "I did say that." He looks at Buffy. "But, that was before…Cindy, this is my good friend, Willow. And…this other fine person is my, oh so good, girlfriend, Buffy. Guys, this is Cindy."
Neither one says a word to her. Xander grabs Cindy by the hand, walking toward the door.
Buffy and Willow stare at them for a moment. Willow speaks. "Did another ravishingly beautiful girl just appear in the Bronze, go slithering up to Xander, hug him and kiss him, undress him in front of the both of us and is now trying to finish him off?"
Buffy is still in a daze. "What did you say?"
"Did a…never mind!"
Xander speaks to Cindy. "Cindy, could I possibly have a rain check on showing you around. Tonight is just a really bad night."
"Did I get you in trouble with your girl friend, Xander?"
"I certainly hope not, Cindy. I certainly hope not.
She leaves. Xander goes back to the table. Needless to say, neither girl speaks to him. He can't take the tension.
"Look, I can't take the silence. Will one of you say something, please?"
Buffy looks hard at him. "Okay…the first thing which pops into my mind is that in the entire history of the Bronze only two women have captivated the place like that. Only two times has somebody stopped the music and commanded everyone's presence like that girl did tonight. And, you know what? Both times it was done for your benefit…and in front of me!"
"Now, I know you bedded the other one repeatedly. How long will it take you to get this one in the sack? Of course, I realize it's only a formality. Most of it already happened!"
Buffy looks to Xander for a reply. "This…this is out of context or something."
"Let me be clear, Xander. Oh no, you would never cheat on me. You love me. You would never look at another woman seriously. You'd be walking down the street, just like last night…Wait a minute. That wasn't the woman you were with last night. I thought her name was Monica? Where does Cindy come from, Xander?"
"She's…Monica's sister."
"And you saved her from Werewolves, too?" He nods
"That's how it will happen. You'll save a damsel in distress and she'll just be thanking you. I mean she'll owe you her life."
"Xander, I told you I didn't mind competing for you but you really lay a hard game. Vampire Queens, Miss America contestants."
The slayer stares at him for a few seconds before continuing. "The scary thing is that you can't help yourself."
Xander is tired groveling. "Okay, Buffy, I have listened to you. I am trying to get it but you have to get something, too. I love you Buffy and only you. This is stupid!"
"Stupid! You think this is stupid? Multiply Angel by ten, Xander…can you get it?"
"Buffy, this is not the same thing."
"Xander, don't try to make an ass out of me. Cindy undressed you with her eyes tonight, right in front of me. Rachel does it every time she looks at you. Cordelia still does it. What about Leslie?"
She continues. "I thought I won you, already. You should have prepared me for this. I can't keep up with them all. I go back with you a long way, Xander."
"Buffy, somehow we have to take care of business but…"
She interrupts him. "I took care of the business I'm talking about. Do you see any men or boys trailing me around?"
The slayer goes right up to Xander, putting her finger in his face. "Tonight this stuff is over. If you can't help yourself, I can. I'm not losing you to anybody. That's the final say on it, Xander. If you can't keep the female hordes off of you, I can. I'm not taking a ticket, Xander. Get use to it!"
She pushes him then leaves. Xander slumps down in one of the chairs. Willow stares at him.
"You look happy. Do you think I deserve that?"
"As your friend, yes. I was personally rooting for a roundhouse."
"You know I love Buffy. Everybody knows I love Buffy."
"She doesn't want to be your favorite, Xander. She wants to be the only one. The people you have her competing with are very intimidating."
Xander sighs. "Willow, can you get home on your own, I have to see Buffy."
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