"Curtain Calling"
AUTHOR: jamiesgotagun15
RATING: K+
DISCLAIMER: I don't own characters, the settings, anything like that. But I did write the songs, so feedback would be much appreciated.
Curtain Calling!
INT.- GILES HOME – EARLY EVENING
(As we pan through the anciently constructed house, we see piles and piles, and piles, and piles of books. Some are sitting on shelves, and some are sitting in boxes on the floor, still waiting to be unpacked. BUFFY, and DAWN sit on the couch, whilst WILLOW and XANDER are sitting on the floor nearby. ANDREW is also present, though is standing in the kitchen, baking something. GILES comes out of the hallway, searching silently in a book.)
GILES
Well, I can't say research is going to help us much. If Sweet is back, then … this is simply his reprise.
WILLOW
Do we know how he's back? I mean, who could have summoned him now?
(XANDER suddenly perks up, as if an idea dawned onto him.)
XANDER
Or maybe… it's not Sweet.
BUFFY
Can you really imagine another demon as music-go-lucky as that guy?
(The front door suddenly opens and soon closes as FAITH, the rogue slayer, enters. She flashes a quick grin to the already present gang and starts to take a seat.)
BUFFY
Tardiness, Faith? That is SO unlike you.
(Faith sends a brief, playful glare towards her fellow slayer.)
FAITH
Yeah, whatever. Car trouble, f'you really gotta' know. (She turns away from Buffy, glancing towards the rest of the group.) What'd I miss?
DAWN
Everyone's singing.
XANDER
And Dancing.
WILLOW
And… um, well… maybe bursting into flame.
FAITH
Sounds like an' old Sunnydale memory I once heard of.
GILES
Yes, well, if this is similar to the previous situation, then we may just have to, um, ride it out. I'm not sure there is a way to evade the musical aspect of Sweet's spell.
BUFFY
(Closing her book)Maybe we should just …. (Quickly)Not be around each other for awhile. Then maybe we wouldn't have to sing with each other, and no deep, dark secretes would be revealed… not that I have any.
(The group glances silently at the nervous slayer, as if waiting for her to sing.)
I don't!
XANDER
And my name's not Xander Harris.
(ANDREW enters from the kitchen wearing a red apron with oven mitts on. He carries in a plate of cookies that he has made.)
ANDREW
Is there trouble afoot again? I thought all this demon and evil-y ended in Sunnydale.
(Everyone seems unbothered by Andrew's attire and actions, except for FAITH who gives him a strange look.)
GILES
Why are you here again?
(Andrew puts his plate of cookies on the coffee table in front of everyone, though nobody makes a move towards them.)
ANDREW
Well, you know. For… moral and cookie support. Besides, I'm good, remember? You accepted me back onto your team to help against the forces of evil and …stuff.
FAITH
And what're you usin' your super 'good' powers for again? Baked Goods?
ANDREW
Well, fine! No more cookies for you guys. EVER.
GILES (Getting Frustrated)
God, man, do you not realize that NO one here enjoys your cookies, OR your presence? What are you helping with!
(The room goes silent. XANDER, mouth opened, ready for a cookie to enter, quickly puts the cookie back down on the plate, going unnoticed. ANDREW'S eyes narrow as he glares at GILES.)
ANDREW
Oh, that is IT! The final straw! The last spaceship to Deep Space Nine!
(A deep bass thump of disco-style music begins to play. GILES moves to face ANDREW, glaring, and shaking his arms out, as if getting ready for a dance.)
GILES
You don't know what you're into, boy.
(The Group surrounds the two in a circle as the opponents begin to circle each other.)
ANDREW
I know what I got, and that's the moves!
(ANDREW busts out with a basic pop and lock routine, starting with the fingertips of his hand and waving through his shoulder and to the other hand. WILLOW and DAWN ogle from behind him.)
GILES
You may have moves, but I lived through the seventies!
(GILES takes the lead of this battle with a moonwalk, going from left to right in the circle, spinning on one heel, then pulling at the shoulders of his shirt, as if popping his non-existent collar.)
XANDER
Is it strange that I'm having fun watching this?
(ANDREW glares again at GILES and begins a "Top Rock" in one spot, switching and reversing his feet around, never averting his gaze. He jumps and goes to the ground, beginning an impressive six-step and ending in a side freeze before hopping up again. The Group, especially WILLOW and DAWN, begin to whoop and clap.)
GILES
Humph.
(The watcher begins to slide off his jacket and tosses it to the floor, then performs a "Saturday Night Fever"-esque line hustle. This surprisingly earns more from the audience and the music, as with the dancing, slowly dies away.)
(A long moment goes by where nobody says anything. Only strange glances are given.)
BUFFY
Still don't like that staying away from each other suggestion?
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