Disclaimer: some of the characters u recognize sadly don't belong to me.
I'm planning on ::cough:: bribing Joss Wheddon (writer, creator, etc. of
Buffy and Angel) or...well there are other ways to convince him. :: Evil
Grin::
Time period: we travel all over and sometimes slightly alter the epi(s)
Summery: Buffy verse during a party we're having. Okay, the summery sucks but the story is cool. Warning: much angel, riley...etc bashing. Lol. Enjoy
It's December 27, 2003. 2:00 p.m. My living room is trashed. There are blankets, and pillows everywhere. The sun is shining through the skylights leaving a glare on the giant tv screen. My friends are assembled in various places in the big room. Most of them are crowded over the radio fighting over what cd to put on. The blinds over the windows are shut tightly to avoid any more light from the intruding sun. My mom calls from the den saying the microwave is beeping. I sigh and collect the delicious popcorn, and successfully balance the two giant bowls in my hands along with a bowl of chocolates. I come back to the living room where Fer attacks me, grabbing the bowl of chocolate and running away from everyone else who is trying to get some. I set the other bowls down and tell my friends to turn off the music. It's t.v. time. 2:15 p.m. "So, what do you want to watch first? We can watch Something Blue, Fool for Love, Smashed...I know you like that ep Fer but calm down we'll get to it. Where was I? Oh yeah, Touched, or that's it...what do you want to watch?" I asked looking around at the crowd of friends around my living room. Valerie, Tasha, and Aggie were hogging the couch, eating popcorn, and mumbling something about the damn show or maybe something about Bob I don't really remember. Fer was bouncing and moving around telling poor Bri how many times she's really watched Smashed. Stefanie is going through one of my stack pile of Buffy and Angel magazines completely wrapped up in something. I sighed. "If you guys don't pick, I'll pick for you." I said impatiently. "It's not fair all those eps you were talking about are all Spike episodes, what about Angel?" Stef pouted. "I am not voluntarily putting that annoying poof on my television. Anyone else?" I said scanning the room. "Smashed." Fer squealed. "Fine, Something Blue then." I said happily taking the dvd carefully out of its holder. Various groans came from the couch and I ignored them. 2:55 p.m. I take out the Something Blue dvd and put in the Fool for Love ep. I sit down and chew on my popcorn. Me, Fer, Bri, and Stef have our eyes glued to the tv screen quietly reciting the words we know while the couch potatoes laugh at Spike. I turn around, give them a good glare and turn back to the love of my life, Spike. ::Sigh:: 3:50 p.m. Fer decides the other ep she likes besides Smashed (which is shocking) is The Weight of the World. Fer, Stef, and I happily recite Spike's words as he tries to explain to the moronic Scoobies that Ben and Glory are indeed the same person. 4:30 p.m. The ep is almost over and the couch potatoes are getting restless. They want to do something different. I ignore them and put on Once More With Feeling. 4:50 p.m. "You know you've got a willing slave and you just love to play the thought that you might misbehave but till you do I'm telling you stop visiting my grave and let me rest in peace!" Fer, Bri, Stef, and I chorused. And I think I saw Valerie mumbling the words too! 5:15 p.m. "I touch the fire and it freezes me -I died I look into it and it's black -so many years ago This isn't real -but you can make me feel but I just want to feel Where do we go from herrrrreeee????" 5:18 p.m. Pizza is here. We move to the dining room and eat our food. We talk entirely of Buffy considering it's my birthday and don't care what the others want to talk about. 5:36 p.m. I promise Fer I'd put on Smashed just for her. 6:00 p.m. "You afraid I'm gonna...." I cheer. Fer smiles wickedly. Val is shouting something about being blind. Aggie's screaming no. Bri and Stef are laughing at Val and Tasha looks like she's gonna be sick. 6:07 p.m. "Okay, let's do something else. I think my eyes need washing." Val declares and everyone starts in different directions. I set out season 7 and put the rest of the dvds and tapes away. 8:50 p.m. "Alright, it's time for the end. Season 7 here we come." I say. More collective groans from the couch potatoes. I don't know what time it was that we fell asleep but when I had awoken I was on something cold and soft. First I thought it was my bed until I opened my eyes and realized it was dirt. I jumped up and groaned wondering when in the hell I had ended up in a cemetery. The thought that there were no cemeteries remotely near where I live not occurring to me at the time. I looked around and noticed my friends lying on the grass as well. Slowly they awoke and I glared at them. "How in the hell did we end up in a cemetery?" I asked eying them suspiciously. There were shrugs and various I don't knows. "What are we going to do? We're in the middle of a cemetery, in God knows where." Aggie said a little panicked. "Calm down, we just have to figure out where we are and get home then we can figure the how we got here part later." I said trying to be calm. We walked until we got to the street. The morning light was glaring off the cars blinding us temporarily as they passed. As we crossed the street things seemed oddly familiar but I couldn't place it. I glanced at my friends who looked around curiously but it was Stefanie that seemed to be trying to grasp something in her mind. "Seems familiar doesn't it?" I asked eying her. "Yeah" she mumbled. As we walked down the street I thought I saw the remains of the Magic Box and as we got closer I saw the Espresso Pump. "Wow" Fer said. "It looks a lot like Sunnydale, they have the coffee place, the magic shop, it looks like a replica of the show. You think your parents brought us to the Buffy set as a surprise birthday present?" Fer stumbled on the verge of hysteria. "I dunno, I don't think so." I said. "She's right though, it looks a lot like Sunnydale." Stef pointed out. "Yeah that's what seemed so familiar about it." Bri said. I nodded and looked around again. "Let's check out the Espresso Pump, see if they can tell us where we are." I said. "Yeah let's." Tasha said a little nervously. We walked in the direction of the shop completely oblivious to the car pulling up in the front and the tall brunette coming out of it. We came to stop right in front and everyone looked at one another. Then all eyes were on me. Obviously they had decided that I was the one to make a fool out of myself. I sighed. "I'm not goin up there." I stated. "I'll go." Fer said. She quickly walked over and looked around finally deciding on the tall brunette man. She walked over poked him on the back and began, "Excuse me, can you tell me where my friends and I are?" The man turned around and Fer yelped. We all raced over eager to know what had scared her. "Oh my Goddess, it's Xander!" Valerie said. I glanced at her briefly and then back at Xander. "Do I know you girls?" he asked a little nervously. Girls didn't usually stare at him for this long. I opened my mouth several times doing a great imitation of a fish. "It's Xander." Fer said again. I rolled my eyes. "Yeah we accomplished that fact already." Xander had a blank look on his face and opened his mouth to speak. "Look, I don't know who you are but I'm kind of busy here." "Riiight, the whelp is helping save the world by donuts and coffee." I said sarcastically. "Hey! Wait a minute." "Look, just take us to Buffy, we need to figure out why we're here and your name isn't Nicholas Brendon by any chance, is it?" I asked. "No, Xander Harris." "Okay didn't think so." ::Long pause:: "Take us to Buffy." We all piled into the Xan-man's car and drove towards Revello Drive. The ride was silent for the most part everyone was in shock and I wondered how well we'd take it once we got to see the rest of the cast. I had a million thoughts racing through my head. How did we get to Sunnydale? Is Nick playing a joke on us and is pretending to be Xander? Or is it real in a fake sort of way? I sighed that didn't make any sense. The car pulled into the driveway and I felt nervous. Then an image of Spike flashed through my head. Oh my God! I had forgotten that Spike might be in there. Or maybe he's not. It depends on what season we had been sucked into y'know if this is some kind of freak spell and we were sucked into the Buffyverse. Wow I really had an imagination. If it were season 4 then he would be chained up in Giles' bathtub. Xander looked older so it had to be after h.s., therefore after season three. If it were seaon 5 then there is a good chance that Spike's hovering inside but if it's season six he could be at his crypt right now dressing from an all night Buffy sex-athon. I cringed at the thought and before I even realized it my friends were pushing me into the house. I stumbled through and Fer snorted at me. I glared at her but regained myself and followed Xander into the kitchen. It was weird seeing the house from this perspective. There was some quiet chit-chat as we walked into the kitchen and when I had finally stepped inside I saw the Scoobies and Spike huddled around the table.
Time period: we travel all over and sometimes slightly alter the epi(s)
Summery: Buffy verse during a party we're having. Okay, the summery sucks but the story is cool. Warning: much angel, riley...etc bashing. Lol. Enjoy
It's December 27, 2003. 2:00 p.m. My living room is trashed. There are blankets, and pillows everywhere. The sun is shining through the skylights leaving a glare on the giant tv screen. My friends are assembled in various places in the big room. Most of them are crowded over the radio fighting over what cd to put on. The blinds over the windows are shut tightly to avoid any more light from the intruding sun. My mom calls from the den saying the microwave is beeping. I sigh and collect the delicious popcorn, and successfully balance the two giant bowls in my hands along with a bowl of chocolates. I come back to the living room where Fer attacks me, grabbing the bowl of chocolate and running away from everyone else who is trying to get some. I set the other bowls down and tell my friends to turn off the music. It's t.v. time. 2:15 p.m. "So, what do you want to watch first? We can watch Something Blue, Fool for Love, Smashed...I know you like that ep Fer but calm down we'll get to it. Where was I? Oh yeah, Touched, or that's it...what do you want to watch?" I asked looking around at the crowd of friends around my living room. Valerie, Tasha, and Aggie were hogging the couch, eating popcorn, and mumbling something about the damn show or maybe something about Bob I don't really remember. Fer was bouncing and moving around telling poor Bri how many times she's really watched Smashed. Stefanie is going through one of my stack pile of Buffy and Angel magazines completely wrapped up in something. I sighed. "If you guys don't pick, I'll pick for you." I said impatiently. "It's not fair all those eps you were talking about are all Spike episodes, what about Angel?" Stef pouted. "I am not voluntarily putting that annoying poof on my television. Anyone else?" I said scanning the room. "Smashed." Fer squealed. "Fine, Something Blue then." I said happily taking the dvd carefully out of its holder. Various groans came from the couch and I ignored them. 2:55 p.m. I take out the Something Blue dvd and put in the Fool for Love ep. I sit down and chew on my popcorn. Me, Fer, Bri, and Stef have our eyes glued to the tv screen quietly reciting the words we know while the couch potatoes laugh at Spike. I turn around, give them a good glare and turn back to the love of my life, Spike. ::Sigh:: 3:50 p.m. Fer decides the other ep she likes besides Smashed (which is shocking) is The Weight of the World. Fer, Stef, and I happily recite Spike's words as he tries to explain to the moronic Scoobies that Ben and Glory are indeed the same person. 4:30 p.m. The ep is almost over and the couch potatoes are getting restless. They want to do something different. I ignore them and put on Once More With Feeling. 4:50 p.m. "You know you've got a willing slave and you just love to play the thought that you might misbehave but till you do I'm telling you stop visiting my grave and let me rest in peace!" Fer, Bri, Stef, and I chorused. And I think I saw Valerie mumbling the words too! 5:15 p.m. "I touch the fire and it freezes me -I died I look into it and it's black -so many years ago This isn't real -but you can make me feel but I just want to feel Where do we go from herrrrreeee????" 5:18 p.m. Pizza is here. We move to the dining room and eat our food. We talk entirely of Buffy considering it's my birthday and don't care what the others want to talk about. 5:36 p.m. I promise Fer I'd put on Smashed just for her. 6:00 p.m. "You afraid I'm gonna...." I cheer. Fer smiles wickedly. Val is shouting something about being blind. Aggie's screaming no. Bri and Stef are laughing at Val and Tasha looks like she's gonna be sick. 6:07 p.m. "Okay, let's do something else. I think my eyes need washing." Val declares and everyone starts in different directions. I set out season 7 and put the rest of the dvds and tapes away. 8:50 p.m. "Alright, it's time for the end. Season 7 here we come." I say. More collective groans from the couch potatoes. I don't know what time it was that we fell asleep but when I had awoken I was on something cold and soft. First I thought it was my bed until I opened my eyes and realized it was dirt. I jumped up and groaned wondering when in the hell I had ended up in a cemetery. The thought that there were no cemeteries remotely near where I live not occurring to me at the time. I looked around and noticed my friends lying on the grass as well. Slowly they awoke and I glared at them. "How in the hell did we end up in a cemetery?" I asked eying them suspiciously. There were shrugs and various I don't knows. "What are we going to do? We're in the middle of a cemetery, in God knows where." Aggie said a little panicked. "Calm down, we just have to figure out where we are and get home then we can figure the how we got here part later." I said trying to be calm. We walked until we got to the street. The morning light was glaring off the cars blinding us temporarily as they passed. As we crossed the street things seemed oddly familiar but I couldn't place it. I glanced at my friends who looked around curiously but it was Stefanie that seemed to be trying to grasp something in her mind. "Seems familiar doesn't it?" I asked eying her. "Yeah" she mumbled. As we walked down the street I thought I saw the remains of the Magic Box and as we got closer I saw the Espresso Pump. "Wow" Fer said. "It looks a lot like Sunnydale, they have the coffee place, the magic shop, it looks like a replica of the show. You think your parents brought us to the Buffy set as a surprise birthday present?" Fer stumbled on the verge of hysteria. "I dunno, I don't think so." I said. "She's right though, it looks a lot like Sunnydale." Stef pointed out. "Yeah that's what seemed so familiar about it." Bri said. I nodded and looked around again. "Let's check out the Espresso Pump, see if they can tell us where we are." I said. "Yeah let's." Tasha said a little nervously. We walked in the direction of the shop completely oblivious to the car pulling up in the front and the tall brunette coming out of it. We came to stop right in front and everyone looked at one another. Then all eyes were on me. Obviously they had decided that I was the one to make a fool out of myself. I sighed. "I'm not goin up there." I stated. "I'll go." Fer said. She quickly walked over and looked around finally deciding on the tall brunette man. She walked over poked him on the back and began, "Excuse me, can you tell me where my friends and I are?" The man turned around and Fer yelped. We all raced over eager to know what had scared her. "Oh my Goddess, it's Xander!" Valerie said. I glanced at her briefly and then back at Xander. "Do I know you girls?" he asked a little nervously. Girls didn't usually stare at him for this long. I opened my mouth several times doing a great imitation of a fish. "It's Xander." Fer said again. I rolled my eyes. "Yeah we accomplished that fact already." Xander had a blank look on his face and opened his mouth to speak. "Look, I don't know who you are but I'm kind of busy here." "Riiight, the whelp is helping save the world by donuts and coffee." I said sarcastically. "Hey! Wait a minute." "Look, just take us to Buffy, we need to figure out why we're here and your name isn't Nicholas Brendon by any chance, is it?" I asked. "No, Xander Harris." "Okay didn't think so." ::Long pause:: "Take us to Buffy." We all piled into the Xan-man's car and drove towards Revello Drive. The ride was silent for the most part everyone was in shock and I wondered how well we'd take it once we got to see the rest of the cast. I had a million thoughts racing through my head. How did we get to Sunnydale? Is Nick playing a joke on us and is pretending to be Xander? Or is it real in a fake sort of way? I sighed that didn't make any sense. The car pulled into the driveway and I felt nervous. Then an image of Spike flashed through my head. Oh my God! I had forgotten that Spike might be in there. Or maybe he's not. It depends on what season we had been sucked into y'know if this is some kind of freak spell and we were sucked into the Buffyverse. Wow I really had an imagination. If it were season 4 then he would be chained up in Giles' bathtub. Xander looked older so it had to be after h.s., therefore after season three. If it were seaon 5 then there is a good chance that Spike's hovering inside but if it's season six he could be at his crypt right now dressing from an all night Buffy sex-athon. I cringed at the thought and before I even realized it my friends were pushing me into the house. I stumbled through and Fer snorted at me. I glared at her but regained myself and followed Xander into the kitchen. It was weird seeing the house from this perspective. There was some quiet chit-chat as we walked into the kitchen and when I had finally stepped inside I saw the Scoobies and Spike huddled around the table.
