Summary: "We are the nintendo generation!" (Cereal Killer)

Crossover: NWN

Disclaimer: I own... lets see... the remainder of my glass of beer.

Feedback: Shure! Omake also welcome! I'd better get more reviews than I did for 'Betrayed', or I'll throw a hissy fit and go back to my assignment work. (Uh... joke! Joke!)

Pre-fic Comments:

Stupid muse. Then again, beer seems to be good for inspiring me to write more. Spirits just gets me depressed.

I know that there is one heck of a continuity hole here, timeline wise with regards to release dates and computer power. Close your eyes. The march of technology was way quicker in that universe or something, and these days everyone in the Buffyverse has a Cray in their garage, or something. It's a story, not the Bible.

"Hey, G-man!"

"Please, don't call me that," Giles said, taking off his glasses to clean. "Now, what can I do for you?"

Xander took his bag off his back, throwing it onto the table. "Hey, you still got that computer in here from that Moloch dude last week?"

"Er, yes?," Giles said hesitantly, gesturing weakly in the direction of the beige box. "Might I enquire as to why you wish to know?"

Xander pulled a box out of his schoolbag. It had a character in armour with a huge battleaxe, underneath the title 'Neverwinter Nights'. At the base was a small balloon, with the text 'Including expansion pack "Shadows of Undrentide!"'. "Ta dah!"

Giles frowned. "And what is /that/?"

"Computer game," Xander answered. "Willow got given it, but she isn't into games, much, so she gave it to me. But... I have no computer..."

"I suppose you may use the library computer," Giles sighed. "On one condition -- no data quarters or catalogue shall go within a foot of the infernal machine."

Xander grinned. Giles had to be the only teacher he knew of in school who would take the absolute opposite approach to the normal party line. "Cool!"

He sat down at the keyboard, pushing the power button. Giles got himself a cup of tea while it loaded, then stood just behind Xander to watch curiously.

"What does one do now?," Giles asked. The computer was sitting at the desktop, waiting for input from the user.

"Uh... I think that you're supposed to put in the compact disc, I'm not sure," Xander said honestly. He only used these things in class, and even then relied on Willow, mostly. He was an old hand at getting Mortal Kombat to run on his Sega Master System 2, though.

The teenager pulled the first compact disc out of the long cardboard sleeve holding the four compact discs, while Giles sto--uh, borrowed the ringbound manual, browsing through the list of spells and feats halfway through it.

"Do you want to install Neverwinter Nights," Xander read off the screen. He clicked 'Yes'. "Sure!"

Giles sipped at his tea absently, paging through the manual. "Would you like a cup of tea while you wait for that thing to... install, is it?"

Xander nodded. "I think so. Got any hot chocolate?"

The Englishman looked mortally offended. "/Hot Chocolate?/ For your information, I have China Black, Earl Grey, Darjeeling, Assam, and a great many other quality beverages, but I have /never/ stocked hot chocolate!"

"That's a shame," Xander said obliviously. "Hey, it wants the second CD! This might not take so long after all."

"Xander!," Giles said excitedly. "There's a bandit, just behind those ruins!"

Xander peered at the screen. "Oh crap. Hey! Where'd that stupid bard get to?"

"Hey guys," Buffy said, entering the library through the double doors. "What's doing?"

Giles straightened up abruptly, acting as if he had been disinterested in the computer for the last few hours. "I have been very busy today, cataloging new purchases for the Library."

"Sure, sure," Xander said absently, sending his Fighter to kill the bandit with a click.

"Oooo! A game!," Buffy said, spotting what Xander was up to. "What's your highest score?"

"Cool! A flaming scythe!," Xander said, happily looting the bandit's corpse onscreen. "Uh, I don't think this has any kinda score... you just run around killin' stuff."

"Sounds good to me," the Slayer shrugged. "How far in are you?"

"At the moment, I'm in... chapter one, I think," Xander said. "G-man?"

"Don't call me that," Giles said unhappily. "And yes, we're still in Neverwinter, so I think we're still in the first part of the game."

"We?," Buffy asked. She gasped theatrically. "Giles! You should tell Miss Calendar you want help with this and score with her! Chicks love it when you're into the same things as them!"

The Englishman took off his glasses to clean them. "I have no romantic interest in Miss Calendar at this point in time, and I have no interest whatsoever in that infernal machine."

"I'll believe you, thousands wouldn't," Xander said. "Hey, Buff! Check out the flaming scythe! Human zombie torches, here!"

"Cool," Buffy said, watching the figure onscreen hit another zombie with his new scythe of fire. The zombie obediently caught alight, dieing quickly. "Hey, why don't I get one of those, Giles?"

"That...," Giles started, "is a good question, which I shall look into. If you'll excuse me, I have some cataloging to finish."

Xander and Buffy traded a look.

"He is so not a computer hater," Buffy smirked.

"Dibs on telling Will!," Xander grinned.

Post-fic Comments:

I'm not sure where this idea came from.