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Note: Just read a fic where Andrew gave Anya some rather melodramatic last words and I thought maybe they might have agreed to pass on some final words to pass along if one of them made it out but the otheridn't.
Andrew moved to the front of the bus as it headed for LA. As he passed Wood the injured principal glanced up, "You know you're not supposed to stand when the bus is in motion."
Andrew chuckled but got to the front and turned towards the back.
"Everyone. I'd like your attention. Anya and I were talking while we were waiting for the Turokhans and we made an agreement that we'd pass along our final thoughts if one of us got out. I- I was really expecting her to be reading my speech. But here goes."
"All the Potentials, or Slayers I guess; Don't let your powers go to your head, and if you think you might be have a nice long talk with Faith."
"Faith; thanks for being Xander's.... um his first. You were apparently a very good teacher."
Faith chuckled, Robin smirked at her and Xander blushed.
"Buffy, she was sorry for saying you had never done anything to be leader, and for helping throw you out of your home. If you had been gone longer she probably would have started to collect rent."
"Dawn, you're young, smart, attractive. Go to college, make lots of money, have lots of safe sex, and if you still want to fight a lot of evil. Those are Anya's words not mine," he answered Buffy's glare.
"Willow, thank you for not trying to steal Xander, don't let the spell to activate the Slayers make you forget last year, and don't ever take one of D'Hoffryn's offer to be Vengeance demon. Also if you ever open a magic shop she hopes you have a customer just like yourself."
"Hey!"
"Giles, and this is definately from her, you're a good kisser and very attractive. You should start hanging around women who won't automatically make you their father figure. And don't let rebuilding the council be your whole life."
"And finally Xander, she still loves you very much. Don't let losing the eye ruin your life. In fact in old days if a man could lose a body part and still keep going that was a sign of his manliness. She wants you to find someone and have a family, and you will be a much better father than yours, and if you have a daughter she's like you to slip Anya in her name somewhere, even though she knows she'd be behind, Buffy, Willow and Jessie. Oh, but before you do that since it
was only because of your being stupid that you aren't a widower so she expects a suitable period of mourning from you."
Xander stood up and patted Andrew on the shoulder. "This means a lot to me, Andrew. Thank you."
The End
Note: Just read a fic where Andrew gave Anya some rather melodramatic last words and I thought maybe they might have agreed to pass on some final words to pass along if one of them made it out but the otheridn't.
Andrew moved to the front of the bus as it headed for LA. As he passed Wood the injured principal glanced up, "You know you're not supposed to stand when the bus is in motion."
Andrew chuckled but got to the front and turned towards the back.
"Everyone. I'd like your attention. Anya and I were talking while we were waiting for the Turokhans and we made an agreement that we'd pass along our final thoughts if one of us got out. I- I was really expecting her to be reading my speech. But here goes."
"All the Potentials, or Slayers I guess; Don't let your powers go to your head, and if you think you might be have a nice long talk with Faith."
"Faith; thanks for being Xander's.... um his first. You were apparently a very good teacher."
Faith chuckled, Robin smirked at her and Xander blushed.
"Buffy, she was sorry for saying you had never done anything to be leader, and for helping throw you out of your home. If you had been gone longer she probably would have started to collect rent."
"Dawn, you're young, smart, attractive. Go to college, make lots of money, have lots of safe sex, and if you still want to fight a lot of evil. Those are Anya's words not mine," he answered Buffy's glare.
"Willow, thank you for not trying to steal Xander, don't let the spell to activate the Slayers make you forget last year, and don't ever take one of D'Hoffryn's offer to be Vengeance demon. Also if you ever open a magic shop she hopes you have a customer just like yourself."
"Hey!"
"Giles, and this is definately from her, you're a good kisser and very attractive. You should start hanging around women who won't automatically make you their father figure. And don't let rebuilding the council be your whole life."
"And finally Xander, she still loves you very much. Don't let losing the eye ruin your life. In fact in old days if a man could lose a body part and still keep going that was a sign of his manliness. She wants you to find someone and have a family, and you will be a much better father than yours, and if you have a daughter she's like you to slip Anya in her name somewhere, even though she knows she'd be behind, Buffy, Willow and Jessie. Oh, but before you do that since it
was only because of your being stupid that you aren't a widower so she expects a suitable period of mourning from you."
Xander stood up and patted Andrew on the shoulder. "This means a lot to me, Andrew. Thank you."
The End