Enter Des

By: Burning Truth

Disclaimer: you know the drill! I don't own...except Des. If you want to use him (for god knows what reason) Just ask Oh! I don't own Twister either!

A/N: This is the second part of Christmas Return

~*~Xanders POV~*~

"Oz?!? What are you doing here...with a doggie chew toy?" I said dumbfounded. Oz had disappeared to god knows where. None of us knew where to. And a doggie chew toy?

"...Kid gave it to me." He replied calmly. He then stood up.

"Des gave you a doggie chew toy?...Oh!" It suddenly dawned on me why he had. "It's probably just a joke."

"Figured." This was definitely Oz. A man of few words.

"Why don't you come in? It's no fun out here."

"Sure."

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"So Des how'd you find him?" I heard as me and Oz walked in.

"Well I could say with a lot of luck, but that'd be a lie. Dawn found him with a lot of luck." He explained. "She found his e-mail and e-mailed him."

"Told me you needed help with another apocalypse." He said calmly. Suddenly everyone seemed to realize we had entered the house.

"No not yet..." Buffy said keeping a close watch on Oz. Not that I blame her after what happened last time.

"Well yeah!...I got an Idea! Why don't we play a game like...Twister!" Des apparently was trying to lighten the mood. He always seemed to do that when situations became tense. After some intense staring everyone decided to play the game.

~*~Narrator POV~*~

"Right foot Red." Dawn called out. So far he only ones left were Des, Oz, and Xander. Oz was in a crab walk position, Xander above him who lookike like he was crawling, and Des onto of Xander.

"Oof!"

"Gah!"

"..."

"Left hand yellow!" Dawn called out again.

"Oof!...AAAAAH!" Suddenly the game was over. Oz had fallen flat on his back. Xander on top of him in a 69 position, and Des on top of Xander looking like he was riding a horse.

"Ok! This is so not right!"

"Des get off of me!"

"I can't! Oz is on top of my feet, you move!"

"I can't Des, your on top of me!...Oz why don't you try and move?"

"I can't your both on top of me."

"Oh! My! God! Were gonna be stuck here for the rest of our lives! We'll grow old and crinkly on top of each other! and when they go to burry us our graves will read: Couldn't do anything because of a game of twister!"

"Des! Calm down!...Oz arch your back!" Oz nodded and followed Xander's directions.

"Now Des get your feet from under him." Des did as Xander said.

"I'm free! I'm free!"

"Des calm down!" Buffy said placing her hands on the bouncing teen's shoulders in an attempt to keep him still.

"Ahem. Yes Des. While I hate spoiling your fun. You better go to bed. We have to train tomorrow."

"Giles! Your gonna make me train on Christmas day? That's no fair! It's Christmas! And be sides I got my aim down! See! I'll prove it to you!" With that he flicked his arm towards the window, It had been stuck open for a while and Des was positive that it just needed a little shock to get unstuck, and the sofa behind him flipped over. "ine! I'll go to sleep!" He said storming off.

"Dawn you too." Buffy said to her sister.

"Fine." She said not even bothering to argue. With that the party disbanded. Everyone going their separate ways.

"Oz?" Xander asked the shorter red head.

"Yeah?"

"Where are you staying?"

"Hotel."

"Why don't you come and stay at my place?"

"Sure.