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Written for Multifandom1000 LJ community's challenge #39 of "A Letter."
Xander's Reply
by Zzilly14
He had already checked his email and was about to log off when he noticed there was a new message waiting. He clicked on it and was glad to see it was from Willow.
After reading it, he scratched his head. What should he say?
"Dearest Willow," he began. "I'm doing super. There's lots of mosquitoes here, it really bites. Ha ha, get it? Bite? Since mosquitoes bite? Okay, enough Xander humor."
The dark-haired man adjusted his eye patch as he continued typing.
"I've seen tons of animals. Sadly, an elephant took my expensive digital camera out of my hands, and I never saw it again. Thanks for reminding me of that awful memory of the hyenas. Just kidding, Will! I've avoided all hyenas thus far. Knock on wood."
Xander knocked the desk a couple of times. Man, he and Willow had been through a lot together. The whole hyena fiasco seemed like years ago. Well, it had been years since it happened.
"I'm glad you liked Brazil. Did you see any monkeys? Or anything cool? What's in Brazil anyway, other than soccer?"
He felt stupid for not knowing much about the country. Perhaps he should've paid closer attention in World Geography in high school.
"Sunnydale. Well if Brazil is the opposite of it than Africa and Brazil must be pretty similar!" Sunnydale, he thought. Anya's remains were still there. He shoved the tragic memory to the back of his mind.
"I miss you too, Willow. You're my best friend. And you're right, it's not the same. But that's life for you – it goes changing on you."
So much had happened in the past eight years. Specifically he remembered the women (why were so many of them demons?): Praying Mantis lady. Mummy girl. Cordy. Willow for a couple of weeks. Anya. Lissa. Willow? Why hadn't they ever hooked up? Oh yeah, the gay thing... He sighed again.
"I haven't heard from the Buffster either. Dawn forwarded me one of those silly chain letters a couple weeks ago, but that's about it from the Italian front."
Willow and Kennedy broke up. Well, he wasn't too surprised. He didn't think it'd last for long.
"Sorry about you and Kennedy. But hey, there's some special girl out there..."
He thought for a second before changing it.
"There's some special person out there for you. True, no one can replace Tara. But you'll learn to love again, and at least you gave it a shot with Slayer girl."
"England with the G-man?" he continued. "Let me guess, you're helping him do research? That's our Giles."
She asked him to visit her. In England. Well, he'd been in Africa for a while. Maybe it's about time he took vacation.
"I'd love to visit. Just let me know when's a good time and I'll be there! I miss my Willow!"
My Willow. It sounded so right as he typed it, as he even said it out loud.
"After you finish reading this email, wait by the phone. I'm going to be psychic and call you just as you read the very last word. Love you lots too, Will. Take care. Looking forward to hearing your voice. Xand-man."
He grinned as he clicked send and decided to give it five minutes before calling. He imagined she was checking her inbox every three seconds for his reply. This was going to be fun.
Written for Multifandom1000 LJ community's challenge #39 of "A Letter."
by Zzilly14
He had already checked his email and was about to log off when he noticed there was a new message waiting. He clicked on it and was glad to see it was from Willow.
After reading it, he scratched his head. What should he say?
"Dearest Willow," he began. "I'm doing super. There's lots of mosquitoes here, it really bites. Ha ha, get it? Bite? Since mosquitoes bite? Okay, enough Xander humor."
The dark-haired man adjusted his eye patch as he continued typing.
"I've seen tons of animals. Sadly, an elephant took my expensive digital camera out of my hands, and I never saw it again. Thanks for reminding me of that awful memory of the hyenas. Just kidding, Will! I've avoided all hyenas thus far. Knock on wood."
Xander knocked the desk a couple of times. Man, he and Willow had been through a lot together. The whole hyena fiasco seemed like years ago. Well, it had been years since it happened.
"I'm glad you liked Brazil. Did you see any monkeys? Or anything cool? What's in Brazil anyway, other than soccer?"
He felt stupid for not knowing much about the country. Perhaps he should've paid closer attention in World Geography in high school.
"Sunnydale. Well if Brazil is the opposite of it than Africa and Brazil must be pretty similar!" Sunnydale, he thought. Anya's remains were still there. He shoved the tragic memory to the back of his mind.
"I miss you too, Willow. You're my best friend. And you're right, it's not the same. But that's life for you – it goes changing on you."
So much had happened in the past eight years. Specifically he remembered the women (why were so many of them demons?): Praying Mantis lady. Mummy girl. Cordy. Willow for a couple of weeks. Anya. Lissa. Willow? Why hadn't they ever hooked up? Oh yeah, the gay thing... He sighed again.
"I haven't heard from the Buffster either. Dawn forwarded me one of those silly chain letters a couple weeks ago, but that's about it from the Italian front."
Willow and Kennedy broke up. Well, he wasn't too surprised. He didn't think it'd last for long.
"Sorry about you and Kennedy. But hey, there's some special girl out there..."
He thought for a second before changing it.
"There's some special person out there for you. True, no one can replace Tara. But you'll learn to love again, and at least you gave it a shot with Slayer girl."
"England with the G-man?" he continued. "Let me guess, you're helping him do research? That's our Giles."
She asked him to visit her. In England. Well, he'd been in Africa for a while. Maybe it's about time he took vacation.
"I'd love to visit. Just let me know when's a good time and I'll be there! I miss my Willow!"
My Willow. It sounded so right as he typed it, as he even said it out loud.
"After you finish reading this email, wait by the phone. I'm going to be psychic and call you just as you read the very last word. Love you lots too, Will. Take care. Looking forward to hearing your voice. Xand-man."
He grinned as he clicked send and decided to give it five minutes before calling. He imagined she was checking her inbox every three seconds for his reply. This was going to be fun.