Yes! I am continuing! Thankyous to Sinister Chic Heather Martin and Dru619.
I love you guys. Note: Anya is alive.
May thumped around in her bedroom, playing some kind of game. Annie had been up there, and knew it had something to do with 'demons and nasties'. The girl had an incredible imagination, more so than any kid they'd sitted before. She was also very fast, and very strong. She could get up the stairs in 2 seconds flat, and hold the bathroom door shut against the three of them. They heard her coming down the stairs. She was eerily quiet for a toddler, but there was one creaky stair that gave her away.
"I'm hungry." She announced proudly, hands on her hips. Annie smiled painfully.
"Your mommy said you could get your own food... do you need my help?" May looked scornfully at her.
"Don't be a stupid babysitter. I can get it." She flounced off dramatically to the kitchen, and came back several minutes later with red smears around her mouth.
"Go wash your face May," said Bianca flatly, "you've got tomato all over your chin." May scowled.
"It's not tomato juice silly, it's blood." Bianca raised her eyebrows.
"Sure." May hmmmphed and went to wash her face.
May sat in the living room with the babysitters. She refused flatly to go to bed, despite their protests.
"Mommy and Daddy stay up very late ever night. They go out and kill the demons and vampires and nasties. Only the bad ones, though." Bianca rolled her eyes, and May looked at her in outrage. "They DO!" Mabs leaned forwards, interested.
"Who looks after you normally?"
"Um... Willow does sometimes, and so do Anya and Xander. They have lots of sex on the sofa, but I'm not allowed to tell Mommy and Daddy that." Annie was looking horrified.
"Who told you about sex?" May shrugged, as though it was nothing.
"Anya told me. It's what men and ladies do when they love each other, and also when they're Drunk." She said 'drunk' as though it was a title of some kind. "Willow says that just women can do it together as well. That's what she does." Mabs gaped, and said the next thing without stopping herself.
"She's a lesbian?" May nodded.
"That's what Mommy says. She thinks I don't know what it means. But I do. Willow wouldn't tell me, but Anya did. I like Anya." She smiled in a self-satisfied way. Bianca whispered to Mabs.
"I wonder how old Anya is?"
"She's nine hundred and something." Bianca looked down her nose at May.
"No, I mean really." May nodded.
"Reallyreallyreally, silly babysitter." Bianca frowned.
"You know, you can stop calling us that." May scowled in her toddler- like way.
"I can call you badder things. Like wanker and bastard and..."
"What's a wanker?" Annie laughed at Mabs.
"It's an English swearword." Mabs shook her head sadly at May.
"You are one demented kid." May looked at her oddly.
"I'm not a kid. I'm half-vampire and half-slayer." Bianca groaned. "You don't have to believe me, silly, sodding, babysitter people. It's true though." Annie sighed.
"Time for bed now, May." May crossed her arms and flumped on the sofa.
"No!"
The three girls spent five minutes trying to pull May upstairs, but the little girl stayed stiff as iron. Eventually, they realized that there was no way getting her off the sofa, and gave up.
If you liked this story so far, review. Also, should I make a whole little series about May and her escapades? Tell me.
May thumped around in her bedroom, playing some kind of game. Annie had been up there, and knew it had something to do with 'demons and nasties'. The girl had an incredible imagination, more so than any kid they'd sitted before. She was also very fast, and very strong. She could get up the stairs in 2 seconds flat, and hold the bathroom door shut against the three of them. They heard her coming down the stairs. She was eerily quiet for a toddler, but there was one creaky stair that gave her away.
"I'm hungry." She announced proudly, hands on her hips. Annie smiled painfully.
"Your mommy said you could get your own food... do you need my help?" May looked scornfully at her.
"Don't be a stupid babysitter. I can get it." She flounced off dramatically to the kitchen, and came back several minutes later with red smears around her mouth.
"Go wash your face May," said Bianca flatly, "you've got tomato all over your chin." May scowled.
"It's not tomato juice silly, it's blood." Bianca raised her eyebrows.
"Sure." May hmmmphed and went to wash her face.
May sat in the living room with the babysitters. She refused flatly to go to bed, despite their protests.
"Mommy and Daddy stay up very late ever night. They go out and kill the demons and vampires and nasties. Only the bad ones, though." Bianca rolled her eyes, and May looked at her in outrage. "They DO!" Mabs leaned forwards, interested.
"Who looks after you normally?"
"Um... Willow does sometimes, and so do Anya and Xander. They have lots of sex on the sofa, but I'm not allowed to tell Mommy and Daddy that." Annie was looking horrified.
"Who told you about sex?" May shrugged, as though it was nothing.
"Anya told me. It's what men and ladies do when they love each other, and also when they're Drunk." She said 'drunk' as though it was a title of some kind. "Willow says that just women can do it together as well. That's what she does." Mabs gaped, and said the next thing without stopping herself.
"She's a lesbian?" May nodded.
"That's what Mommy says. She thinks I don't know what it means. But I do. Willow wouldn't tell me, but Anya did. I like Anya." She smiled in a self-satisfied way. Bianca whispered to Mabs.
"I wonder how old Anya is?"
"She's nine hundred and something." Bianca looked down her nose at May.
"No, I mean really." May nodded.
"Reallyreallyreally, silly babysitter." Bianca frowned.
"You know, you can stop calling us that." May scowled in her toddler- like way.
"I can call you badder things. Like wanker and bastard and..."
"What's a wanker?" Annie laughed at Mabs.
"It's an English swearword." Mabs shook her head sadly at May.
"You are one demented kid." May looked at her oddly.
"I'm not a kid. I'm half-vampire and half-slayer." Bianca groaned. "You don't have to believe me, silly, sodding, babysitter people. It's true though." Annie sighed.
"Time for bed now, May." May crossed her arms and flumped on the sofa.
"No!"
The three girls spent five minutes trying to pull May upstairs, but the little girl stayed stiff as iron. Eventually, they realized that there was no way getting her off the sofa, and gave up.
If you liked this story so far, review. Also, should I make a whole little series about May and her escapades? Tell me.