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Willow fumbled with the lock on her door for a few moments until she heard it click unlocked. She had been living in the same quaint house for the better part of fifteen years with her husband, Oz, and her son Beau. She opened the door and stepped into the familiar living room and easily found the light switch in the dark. Willow's eyes searched the now brightened room for any signs of life.
"Oz.." she called out as she poked her head into the kitchen, "Beau. Spike. Is anyone home?"
"Hey," Oz said as he walked down the stairs. He came over and placed a sweet kiss on his wife's forehead.
"Where's Beau?" Willow questioned. She wanted to share her news with them as soon a possible.
"Ryan's" was the werewolves simple response. Even 17 years of parenthood couldn't change Oz's easy going attitude and his monosyllabic responses.
"Spike?" Willow asked.
"Gone"
"What!" Willow said shocked. Spike had been pretty seriously hurt in the fight and even with his vampire healing he wasn't ready to be on his own.
"He got a tip," Oz explained as he guided Willow over to their couch. After 17 years of marriage Oz could read the red head like a book. He knew that she had something important to tell him and that she could barely contain her excitement.
Spike had spent the entire day contacting sources, calling in favors, and making threats. He was trying to get the slightest tip on who this new master was and what he wanted.
"Well," Willow said as she ran a hand through her shoulder length red hair, "I guess you're the only one who gets to hear my good news," Willow said with a smile. She relied the events that had occurred while she was at Giles' to a silent Oz. When she had finished he replied in typical Oz fashion, "Wow."
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April was yanked from her nightmare by the incessant beeping of her alarm clock. With a groan, she pulled herself out of bed, ignoring the aching muscles in her arms and legs. She had been attacked by three vampires last night. Although she had dusted them all, it had taken her longer than she would have liked.
She glanced at the clock and decided that she had enough time to take a quick shower and then cringed when she remembered what she was getting ready for. The first day in a new high school. Imminently dozens of doubts entered her head. Was she going to make any friends? Would they find out about her "extra curricular activities"? Was she going to be behind in all her classes? Would she have last months hair? With a shake of her head she forced these thoughts to the back of her mind and tried to think positive. But even with her new "positive thinking" she couldn't ignore the feeling that told her fighting the forces of evil was going to be much easier that finding new friends at Sunnydale High.
She took a scalding hot shower hoping it would wash away her doubts. It didn't. She tried her best to follower her daily-morning routine, which included choosing the cutest outfit she owned to wear for her first day and going down stairs to cook herself breakfast. Since they had yet to go to the grocery store, all she could make was eggs.
After she'd finished she put two pieces of bread into the toaster for her mom. After many years, mother and daughter had finally found an early morning system that worked. April would get ready and make the breakfast and, at the last possible second, Buffy would come down apologizing for being late and they would race out the door.
A minute later the toast popped out and April buttered it just the way her mom liked. The second she was finished Buffy came running down the stairs, pulling her shirt over her quickly swept up ponytail. She was repeating over and over how sorry she was for being late. April simply handed Buffy the toast and smiled knowingly at her.
"Hey," Buffy said in mock offense as they walked out to the car, "You don't know, I could have been on time."
"Yeah, mom," April said trying not to laugh, "Whatever you say."
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April unlocked her seatbelt as her mom pulled the car up to the school. April nervously bit her lip as her eyes scanned the campus.
Willow had explained to Buffy that, even though the Scoobies had tried to persuade them to build somewhere else, the school remained in the exact position it had been before Buffy blew it up. Which meant that the Hellmouth was still directly under the high school library.
Buffy watched as April looked nervously at he teenagers that walked by, none of which even glanced at the brunette in the car.
Buffy was reminded of the time when she was starting her first year at Sunnydale High and did her best to comfort April by saying, "Have fun! I'm sure you'll make a bunch of friends right away." Even as the words came out of her mouth she realized that they were almost identical to the ones that her mother had said to her on the first day.
"Right," April said trying to look confident. With a deep breath she opened the door and stepped out, "Okay, I'm going."
"Oh, and April," Buffy said as April started to walk off. April turned around with a questioning look. Buffy knew she shouldn't but she couldn't help herself, "Try not to get kicked out."
April looked at her mother, confusion clearly displayed on her face, "I promise."
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Please review and tell me how to make it better. I know this chapter was pretty pointless but..
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Willow fumbled with the lock on her door for a few moments until she heard it click unlocked. She had been living in the same quaint house for the better part of fifteen years with her husband, Oz, and her son Beau. She opened the door and stepped into the familiar living room and easily found the light switch in the dark. Willow's eyes searched the now brightened room for any signs of life.
"Oz.." she called out as she poked her head into the kitchen, "Beau. Spike. Is anyone home?"
"Hey," Oz said as he walked down the stairs. He came over and placed a sweet kiss on his wife's forehead.
"Where's Beau?" Willow questioned. She wanted to share her news with them as soon a possible.
"Ryan's" was the werewolves simple response. Even 17 years of parenthood couldn't change Oz's easy going attitude and his monosyllabic responses.
"Spike?" Willow asked.
"Gone"
"What!" Willow said shocked. Spike had been pretty seriously hurt in the fight and even with his vampire healing he wasn't ready to be on his own.
"He got a tip," Oz explained as he guided Willow over to their couch. After 17 years of marriage Oz could read the red head like a book. He knew that she had something important to tell him and that she could barely contain her excitement.
Spike had spent the entire day contacting sources, calling in favors, and making threats. He was trying to get the slightest tip on who this new master was and what he wanted.
"Well," Willow said as she ran a hand through her shoulder length red hair, "I guess you're the only one who gets to hear my good news," Willow said with a smile. She relied the events that had occurred while she was at Giles' to a silent Oz. When she had finished he replied in typical Oz fashion, "Wow."
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April was yanked from her nightmare by the incessant beeping of her alarm clock. With a groan, she pulled herself out of bed, ignoring the aching muscles in her arms and legs. She had been attacked by three vampires last night. Although she had dusted them all, it had taken her longer than she would have liked.
She glanced at the clock and decided that she had enough time to take a quick shower and then cringed when she remembered what she was getting ready for. The first day in a new high school. Imminently dozens of doubts entered her head. Was she going to make any friends? Would they find out about her "extra curricular activities"? Was she going to be behind in all her classes? Would she have last months hair? With a shake of her head she forced these thoughts to the back of her mind and tried to think positive. But even with her new "positive thinking" she couldn't ignore the feeling that told her fighting the forces of evil was going to be much easier that finding new friends at Sunnydale High.
She took a scalding hot shower hoping it would wash away her doubts. It didn't. She tried her best to follower her daily-morning routine, which included choosing the cutest outfit she owned to wear for her first day and going down stairs to cook herself breakfast. Since they had yet to go to the grocery store, all she could make was eggs.
After she'd finished she put two pieces of bread into the toaster for her mom. After many years, mother and daughter had finally found an early morning system that worked. April would get ready and make the breakfast and, at the last possible second, Buffy would come down apologizing for being late and they would race out the door.
A minute later the toast popped out and April buttered it just the way her mom liked. The second she was finished Buffy came running down the stairs, pulling her shirt over her quickly swept up ponytail. She was repeating over and over how sorry she was for being late. April simply handed Buffy the toast and smiled knowingly at her.
"Hey," Buffy said in mock offense as they walked out to the car, "You don't know, I could have been on time."
"Yeah, mom," April said trying not to laugh, "Whatever you say."
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April unlocked her seatbelt as her mom pulled the car up to the school. April nervously bit her lip as her eyes scanned the campus.
Willow had explained to Buffy that, even though the Scoobies had tried to persuade them to build somewhere else, the school remained in the exact position it had been before Buffy blew it up. Which meant that the Hellmouth was still directly under the high school library.
Buffy watched as April looked nervously at he teenagers that walked by, none of which even glanced at the brunette in the car.
Buffy was reminded of the time when she was starting her first year at Sunnydale High and did her best to comfort April by saying, "Have fun! I'm sure you'll make a bunch of friends right away." Even as the words came out of her mouth she realized that they were almost identical to the ones that her mother had said to her on the first day.
"Right," April said trying to look confident. With a deep breath she opened the door and stepped out, "Okay, I'm going."
"Oh, and April," Buffy said as April started to walk off. April turned around with a questioning look. Buffy knew she shouldn't but she couldn't help herself, "Try not to get kicked out."
April looked at her mother, confusion clearly displayed on her face, "I promise."
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Please review and tell me how to make it better. I know this chapter was pretty pointless but..