Chapter
Two- The Magic Box and Boredom.
Buffy walked into The
Magic Box her, wet hair, up in a sloppy pony-tail, and mumbling to
herself.
Willow, Tara, Xander, Anya, Dawn, and Giles, were all scattered around the room.
"Hey Buffster, what's up?" Xander called from the table.
"Why don't I carry a purse?" "Um…is this a riddle, or one of those weird girl chatty things I don't get?"
"I swear, I never have money with me, I don't have a wallet, and even if I did, these pockets can't hold ANYTHING!"
"Um, Buffy?" Willow asked, "Did something happen?"
Buffy finally looked up, "No. Just a long day is all."
"Well, that's not a good sign…being as its only 10:30am." Giles said, while putting a book on the shelf.
"Yeah well…what's going on? Big bads? Monsters, vampires?"
"Actually, nothing at the moment." Giles informed.
"Oh." Buffy said, sitting down at the table looking around the room with her, 'I'm young, alive, and bored out of my mind!' face on.
Giles was now going over papers, by the counter, Anya was helping a woman with ingredients for a spell, Xander was sitting beside her reading a comic book, Willow and Tara, were on the couch talking about a spell they had been working on, and Dawn, was sitting alone on the floor doing math homework.
It was going to be a very, very long day.