"What and you think it's on the top of mine!?" Buffy snapped glaring at him
eyes intense, "Uh no......you ok buff?" Zander looked like he was being
verbally punished. "Just get the top off this thing." she muttered shaking
her head blinking. "I'm fine...." she sat down sliding down the dusty
mildew covered wall and stared at the coffin. "Ok lets get this damn thing
open." Spike jumped down and pushed on the top followed by Zander and
Giles, pushing and pulling and grunting like apes. Dawn on the other hand
went to her sister and knelt placing a compassionate hand on her shoulder,
"You ok buff?" she looked conserd. "Yeah I'm fine just do your job and
leave me alone." buffy shrugged off her hand and stood looking at the
others, they were still pushing and grunting like the big "he" men they
were. Finally the lid slid off and Zander fell in head first but it did
stop at his waist her kept on going. His voice rang out echoing for half a
minute or so. "Zander!" all of them chimed in at once. Buffy was the first
to grab the side of the coffin and put her feet in, but it was to no avail.
As she was about to jump in like the super girl type she was Zander came
flying out, rejected like a bad credit card.
"Ow..." he moaned laying out on the ground like a discarded puppet arms spread out legs akimbo. "Well I feel like I'm the useless piece of the chicken." he sat forward rubbing his head, "You know what you guys have fun I'm gonna sit here and think about my life....long and hard."
The rest of them looked down into the coffin but there wasn't a bottom less pit, in fact it was dead decaying body in a blue late Victorian, her hair hung in blond globs about her and her skin was little more then paper it was to sick to look at for long but there was one more thing a miss, "It's bloody child!" Spike hissed looking at Giles, who could only stare at the problem for himself. "Did I miss something or maybe I was just expecting something more demon like?" Dawn spoke looking over Buffy's shoulder.
It ends yet again.
"Ow..." he moaned laying out on the ground like a discarded puppet arms spread out legs akimbo. "Well I feel like I'm the useless piece of the chicken." he sat forward rubbing his head, "You know what you guys have fun I'm gonna sit here and think about my life....long and hard."
The rest of them looked down into the coffin but there wasn't a bottom less pit, in fact it was dead decaying body in a blue late Victorian, her hair hung in blond globs about her and her skin was little more then paper it was to sick to look at for long but there was one more thing a miss, "It's bloody child!" Spike hissed looking at Giles, who could only stare at the problem for himself. "Did I miss something or maybe I was just expecting something more demon like?" Dawn spoke looking over Buffy's shoulder.
It ends yet again.
