Xander quietly re-entered his basement apartment and flopped, exhausted, onto his sofa-bed.
He just sat there, with his eyes closed for a few minutes, then he pulled a Twinkie out of pocket, and stuffed it into his mouth whole, and started to eat contentedly.
When he finished his Twinkie, he stood up and walked over to one corner, where a few unpacked bags and boxes still stood, from his trip.
"I can't believe that I've been home for what? 3 weeks? And I still haven't fully unpacked yet!" he muttered as he started pulling dirty clothes from one bag and throwing them in the general direction of the washing machine.
It was in this bag that he found something which stopped him from continuing to unpack.
"My Scooby Diary! I wondered where I'd put it!"
It was a small red notebook, and on the front were the words, 'Slayerette Diary. Xander Harris. Year 4. AG - After Graduation.'
He grabbed this book and flung himself back onto the sofa.
He had been writing his Slayerette Diaries more or less since he met Buffy. He had thought that if Watcher's could do it, why not a Slayerette?
But, slowly, they went from being an account of all of his adventures with Buffy, to being something that he poured his heart and soul into.
He pulled the pen from the spiral spine, quickly flipped to a clean page, and started to write.
I know, I know, I haven't written for a while, but I've only just found you again in the mess that is my packing.
Well, I've been back in Sunnydale for about three weeks now.
They all seemed happy to see me for a while - besides Oz, but I never could tell how he felt, even if we still got on (kinda) after 'The Clothes Fluke'.
Well, one of the first things I did when I returned was help Buffy with a roommate problem.
Turned out that her roommate, Kathy, was actually a demon from another dimension.
She actually *wanted* to go to college (scary) so badly that she ran away from her home and her dimension, and impersonated a normal college girl.
Problem was that her dad had sent some fellow demons after her, and they could tell who she was through her being the only student there without a soul.
So, Kathy decided to take Buffy's. She had *no* idea who she was messing with.
The tip-off was Buffy's weird dreams - which turned out to be real - Kathy's soul stealing ritual thingit, and the fact that the lack of a rather large chunk of her soul made a major no-fun Buffy - which Oz and I learnt from experience - she knocked both of us out.
Well, while Buffy and Kathy were fighting, Kathy's dad arrived and took Kathy back.
I'm just glad we realised that Buffy was telling the truth - Buffy really though that Kathy was a demon, and we just thought it was roommate angst, or PMT or something. That is, until G-man noticed that Kathy's nail clippings (which Buffy, getting slightly obsessive due to the lack of part of her soul, had collected) were still growing! Major ew factor injected here. Well, Willow and Giles did a spell to restore Buffy's soul to Buffy, and Kathy left.
The only really good thing that happened because of Kathy was that Willow and Buffy ended up roommates. That made them happy, therefore I was happy.
However, that wasn't the only really bad thing that happened, that was only the first thing that happened after I returned.
This next thing wasn't really of the supernatural persuasion (well, maybe a little, it being werewolf related) but it hurt my Will, so it deserves a place in here.
Oz left. Pig that he is!
I know, I know, Oz is a nice enough guy (under normal circumstances - such as, when there's not a full moon) it's just that I've never really though he was good enough for my Will, (not that I've thought *anyone* was good enough for Will).
Turns out I was right.
This new band was in town, led by some girl called Veruca. Nice looking, in a goth way - but no patch to my Will though.
Well, it turns out that she was a werewolf too, and Oz slept with her when they wolfed out one night.
When Will went down to Giles' basement to unlock the cage, she found them (human now) together. Together in the literal sense (as well as the naked sense).
Well, Oz was dead set on getting Will to forgive him, and so he told Veruca that he never wanted to see her again. This made her *very* mad, so mad in fact, that she went to find Willow. She found her, and then tried to *kill* her!! Oz killed her though, and saved Willow.
Well, all this took it's toll on both of them, but Will was willing to forgive Oz and give their relationship another try. Oz however, wasn't.
It was the wolf inside of him that had attracted him to Veruca in the first place, and that same thing nearly got Will killed.
He said that the wolf was inside of him, part of him, and until he could except that, and was able to control his wolf powers, that he wasn't safe to be around.
He said he could not bear the thought of endangering Willow's life any more.
Sickening.
I wish to God I'd been there when he left (don't know where I was at this time - probably in work, oh yeah, I'm working as a bartender in a gay bar on the other side of town, I haven't told the guys though, don't want to freak them out) - he deserved to have his lights punched out for breaking my Willow's heart - not that I wouldn't have enjoyed it - get him back for punching me, and, of course for even *thinking* that he deserved my precious Will.
But, all that wasn't the most earth-shattering thing that happened - from my point of view anyway.
*He* returned.
The sexiest man I have ever had the misfortune to meet.
The Blond Menace.
William The Bloody.
Spike.
Yeah. He's back. However, he can't kill us anymore.
These commando guys from the Government, The Initiative, have put a chip in his head that causes him intense pain whenever he tries to hurt anyone.
Although I'm glad that he can't kill us, I find it disgusting what they've done to him. No-one knows this, but I've been trying to find out a way to remove it.
The only other advantage to the chip is that Spike is staying with Giles until Giles can ensure that it is safe to let him out into society (G-man's words, not mine), so I get to see him often.
However, seeing him often is becoming more of a hindrance that a help, as it is getting harder and harder to hide my attraction to him. Let's just say I'm especially glad that all my pants are baggy.
Well, you may also have noticed, I'm no longer in denial about my sexuality. I'm gay and I'd better get used to it.
I mean, between Larry and my trip, I *know* I'm not 100% heterosexual (although Baywatch babes still turn me on), and my intense attraction to Spike makes me think I'm more bent that straight.
Also, there's Wills. I honestly believe that if we had ever got together properly - not like 'the clothes fluke', we would have been the perfect couple.
But, I have to say that, now, I'm glad she didn't hear me tell her I was in love with her when she was in hospital in a coma during the Angelus period. Although I am now certain that she is the only woman I have ever really loved in a romantic way, I *do* seem to prefer the company of other men.
Especially short, muscley, blond, British, Billy-Idol wannabe, undead vampire men!
God!
Spike!
Why him?
He just sat there, with his eyes closed for a few minutes, then he pulled a Twinkie out of pocket, and stuffed it into his mouth whole, and started to eat contentedly.
When he finished his Twinkie, he stood up and walked over to one corner, where a few unpacked bags and boxes still stood, from his trip.
"I can't believe that I've been home for what? 3 weeks? And I still haven't fully unpacked yet!" he muttered as he started pulling dirty clothes from one bag and throwing them in the general direction of the washing machine.
It was in this bag that he found something which stopped him from continuing to unpack.
"My Scooby Diary! I wondered where I'd put it!"
It was a small red notebook, and on the front were the words, 'Slayerette Diary. Xander Harris. Year 4. AG - After Graduation.'
He grabbed this book and flung himself back onto the sofa.
He had been writing his Slayerette Diaries more or less since he met Buffy. He had thought that if Watcher's could do it, why not a Slayerette?
But, slowly, they went from being an account of all of his adventures with Buffy, to being something that he poured his heart and soul into.
He pulled the pen from the spiral spine, quickly flipped to a clean page, and started to write.
I know, I know, I haven't written for a while, but I've only just found you again in the mess that is my packing.
Well, I've been back in Sunnydale for about three weeks now.
They all seemed happy to see me for a while - besides Oz, but I never could tell how he felt, even if we still got on (kinda) after 'The Clothes Fluke'.
Well, one of the first things I did when I returned was help Buffy with a roommate problem.
Turned out that her roommate, Kathy, was actually a demon from another dimension.
She actually *wanted* to go to college (scary) so badly that she ran away from her home and her dimension, and impersonated a normal college girl.
Problem was that her dad had sent some fellow demons after her, and they could tell who she was through her being the only student there without a soul.
So, Kathy decided to take Buffy's. She had *no* idea who she was messing with.
The tip-off was Buffy's weird dreams - which turned out to be real - Kathy's soul stealing ritual thingit, and the fact that the lack of a rather large chunk of her soul made a major no-fun Buffy - which Oz and I learnt from experience - she knocked both of us out.
Well, while Buffy and Kathy were fighting, Kathy's dad arrived and took Kathy back.
I'm just glad we realised that Buffy was telling the truth - Buffy really though that Kathy was a demon, and we just thought it was roommate angst, or PMT or something. That is, until G-man noticed that Kathy's nail clippings (which Buffy, getting slightly obsessive due to the lack of part of her soul, had collected) were still growing! Major ew factor injected here. Well, Willow and Giles did a spell to restore Buffy's soul to Buffy, and Kathy left.
The only really good thing that happened because of Kathy was that Willow and Buffy ended up roommates. That made them happy, therefore I was happy.
However, that wasn't the only really bad thing that happened, that was only the first thing that happened after I returned.
This next thing wasn't really of the supernatural persuasion (well, maybe a little, it being werewolf related) but it hurt my Will, so it deserves a place in here.
Oz left. Pig that he is!
I know, I know, Oz is a nice enough guy (under normal circumstances - such as, when there's not a full moon) it's just that I've never really though he was good enough for my Will, (not that I've thought *anyone* was good enough for Will).
Turns out I was right.
This new band was in town, led by some girl called Veruca. Nice looking, in a goth way - but no patch to my Will though.
Well, it turns out that she was a werewolf too, and Oz slept with her when they wolfed out one night.
When Will went down to Giles' basement to unlock the cage, she found them (human now) together. Together in the literal sense (as well as the naked sense).
Well, Oz was dead set on getting Will to forgive him, and so he told Veruca that he never wanted to see her again. This made her *very* mad, so mad in fact, that she went to find Willow. She found her, and then tried to *kill* her!! Oz killed her though, and saved Willow.
Well, all this took it's toll on both of them, but Will was willing to forgive Oz and give their relationship another try. Oz however, wasn't.
It was the wolf inside of him that had attracted him to Veruca in the first place, and that same thing nearly got Will killed.
He said that the wolf was inside of him, part of him, and until he could except that, and was able to control his wolf powers, that he wasn't safe to be around.
He said he could not bear the thought of endangering Willow's life any more.
Sickening.
I wish to God I'd been there when he left (don't know where I was at this time - probably in work, oh yeah, I'm working as a bartender in a gay bar on the other side of town, I haven't told the guys though, don't want to freak them out) - he deserved to have his lights punched out for breaking my Willow's heart - not that I wouldn't have enjoyed it - get him back for punching me, and, of course for even *thinking* that he deserved my precious Will.
But, all that wasn't the most earth-shattering thing that happened - from my point of view anyway.
*He* returned.
The sexiest man I have ever had the misfortune to meet.
The Blond Menace.
William The Bloody.
Spike.
Yeah. He's back. However, he can't kill us anymore.
These commando guys from the Government, The Initiative, have put a chip in his head that causes him intense pain whenever he tries to hurt anyone.
Although I'm glad that he can't kill us, I find it disgusting what they've done to him. No-one knows this, but I've been trying to find out a way to remove it.
The only other advantage to the chip is that Spike is staying with Giles until Giles can ensure that it is safe to let him out into society (G-man's words, not mine), so I get to see him often.
However, seeing him often is becoming more of a hindrance that a help, as it is getting harder and harder to hide my attraction to him. Let's just say I'm especially glad that all my pants are baggy.
Well, you may also have noticed, I'm no longer in denial about my sexuality. I'm gay and I'd better get used to it.
I mean, between Larry and my trip, I *know* I'm not 100% heterosexual (although Baywatch babes still turn me on), and my intense attraction to Spike makes me think I'm more bent that straight.
Also, there's Wills. I honestly believe that if we had ever got together properly - not like 'the clothes fluke', we would have been the perfect couple.
But, I have to say that, now, I'm glad she didn't hear me tell her I was in love with her when she was in hospital in a coma during the Angelus period. Although I am now certain that she is the only woman I have ever really loved in a romantic way, I *do* seem to prefer the company of other men.
Especially short, muscley, blond, British, Billy-Idol wannabe, undead vampire men!
God!
Spike!
Why him?