Disclaimer: Oh, we can only dream!!
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Dedication: To the many B/A AU fans out there!
Spoilers: Only of what might happen next.
Summary: Buffy Summers and Angelus O'Connor. Worst enemies. Brother and sister in law. And slowly falling in love.
Reviews: What a stupid question! The answer is yes, if you were wondering!
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"So, how are things between you and Oz?" Buffy asked, popping a piece of pasta into her mouth.
Willow smiled dreamily and shook her head. "Better than I ever expected! He's so sweet and, with him being in a rock band and me being a doctor, I... I guess I thought it would be difficult. But it's not. It's perfect!"
Buffy rested her chin in her hand. "I'm happy for you guys. Do you think he's the one?"
Willow stared at her plate of food and but her lip.
Buffy frowned and gazed curiously at her friend. "What?"
"He... he asked me to marry him yesterday." Willow whispered, blushing slightly.
Buffy gazed at her in shock before blinking and grabbing Willow's left hand. "And you didn't tell me sooner, because...?"
"Because we've known each other for around six months, five of which we've were dating. I thought you might think we going a bit fast."
"Will, do you love Oz?" Buffy asked carefully.
Willow nodded.
"And he obviously loves you, so..." She tilted her head and a grin slowly formed on her face. "I think you guys should go for it! Who cares what people say? It only matters what the people you care about think!" Buffy paused and looked at the small diamond ring on Willow's fourth finger. "Have you told Xander?"
Willow shook her head. "No. There never seems to be a right moment!"
"You should tell him the next time you see him," Buffy commented, taking a piece of bread from the basket, "He'll be less happy for you if you tell him, like, three days after Oz proposes to you," she sighed and leaned back in her chair, letting go of Willow's hand. "I can't believe you didn't tell me earlier!"
"I'm sorry." Willow apologized, her mouth full of salad.
Buffy laughed and looked around the small modern flat that Willow shared with Oz, "Speaking of Oz, where is he?"
Willow threw her napkin into the middle of the plate. "At band practice," she answered. Looking at Buffy's plate, she grabbed both and stuck them in the dishwasher. "Do you want some more wine?" She held up the wine bottle.
"Yes, please," Buffy answered, grabbing her glass and following Willow to the sofa.
After Willow had poured them both some more red wine, she turned on the movie. Ten minutes later, she got bored and gazed curiously at Buffy.
Buffy, who had noticed Willow's gaze on her, tore her own gaze away from the television and looked at Willow. "What?" She frowned, "Do I have sauce on my face?"
Willow shook her head. "No, I was just wondering; why aren't you going out with Riley?"
Buffy sighed. "Willow, we've been over this thousands of times! Because I don't fancy him and he's one of those guys who are so sweet and caring that they get so bored, so quickly! I want excitement, passion, lust and danger. And I'm not going to get that with Riley."
"But... but..."
"Willow, just leave it, okay? I am not going out with Riley! Now can we just watch the film?"
Willow nodded and settled back. When the film had finished, she switched off the TV, sat back down and turned to Buffy. "How's your sister?"
Buffy sighed dramatically, "Having an affair apparently."
Willow raised her eyebrows, "Apparently?"
"Well, Spike called me and said Angelus was mad and wanted to see me. So, I go and Angelus tells me Darla is having an affair."
"And he was mad at that?" Willow frowned, "From my experience, it's more likely for Angelus to have an affair."
Buffy nodded. "Yep. He's having affairs too!" She took a sip of her wine, "I'm seeing Darla tomorrow for lunch, so I can ask her then."
"Mmm," Willow murmured, "Are they divorcing?"
"No," Buffy answered tiredly, "I asked Angelus to divorce Darla but he refused. And then I threatened to get Darla to divorce him and I'd make sure she got everything."
Willow laughed. "And he still refused?" She asked, grinning.
Buffy scowled and nodded.
Willow chuckled softly and patted her best friend's hand. "Don't worry. You'll get your way. You always do!"
"Ah, but so does Darla and she wants to stay with the cold-hearted pig!" Buffy angrily reminded Willow.
Willow grinned evilly and wiggled her eyebrows suggestively, "Ooh, yes! How is the cold-hearted womanizer?"
Buffy snorted in disgust, "Sleeping with half of New York's women," she snapped. Thinking for a moment, she added, "So, being himself."
"Slept with you yet?" Willow asked playfully.
Buffy stared at her in horror. "Willow, please! For one; he is the husband of my sister, my brother nearly. Two; I would never lower myself to him! Do you know how he treats women? He sleeps with them and then ignores them like he never knew them! And they just throw themselves at him like he's God or something! Which is probably true because he has a body of a god and he's very wealthy!"
"Ha ha!" Willow exclaimed loudly.
Buffy looked around her franticly, "What?" She asked.
"A body like a god!" The redhead repeated, "You like hi- Wait! You've seen his body! When?"
Buffy rolled her eyes, "No, Willow, I have not seen his body. But from the description you gave me of your one night stand with him before he met Darla, and the description Darla gave me, I have a pretty good idea of what his body looks like."
Willow smiled dreamily. "Yeah, he was yummy!" She murmured.
"Um, Willow?" Buffy asked. Getting no response, she sighed and snapped her fingers in front of Willow's dreamy eyes. "Hey Willow! Remember Oz? Your fiancé?"
Willow blinked and gazed apologetically at Buffy. "Sorry," she muttered.
Buffy raised an eyebrow. "Good," she said firmly, smiling slightly.
"So, back to when we got distracted by Angelus' scrummy body," Willow said, drinking half of her red wine, "You like Angelus."
"I do not!" Buffy protested, nearly choking on her own wine.
"Yes, you do," Willow repeated proudly.
Buffy was speechless. "How did you figure that out?" She snapped, after a minute of silence.
Willow grinned. "When you talk about him you get this look in your eye."
Buffy nodded, "Yeah, it's called hatred. Or anger. Or dislike. Whatever you want to call it, but not love!"
"I never said love," Willow pointed out smugly, "So that means you do like him, maybe even enough to love him, but you don't want anyone knowing you like him enough to love him, but you accidentally said love, because you already like him!"
Buffy stared at her in confusion. "What?" She asked, before shaking her head quickly and holding up her hand. "You know what? I really do not want to know!" She placed her glass on the coffee table, "I'll see you later, Will."
Willow stood up quickly, following Buffy to the door. "Buffy, I'm sorry, okay? I'll drop the subject as of now."
Buffy smiled slightly and hugged Willow tightly.
"Tomorrow's Friday," Willow reminded her, as she grabbed her coat, "Are we still on for tomorrow night at Xander's club, The Bronze, around ten? It's the opening night!"
Buffy slapped her head in anger, "Ah! I can't, I'm having dinner with Darla, Angelus, Faith and Cordelia at eight!"
"Cordelia! Angelus and Spike's half-sister? The one that couldn't be bothered to go to the wedding?" Willow asked in disbelief.
Buffy nodded. "The one and only. Me and Faith haven't actually met her, so it'll be interesting!"
"Anyone else going?"
"Yeah, my parents and Angelus and Spike's! So, the whole family will be there!"
"At Darla's place?" Willow asked, leaning against the wall.
Buffy shook her head, "No, at that new very posh Italian restaurant."
Willow frowned and shrugged, "You can be finished by ten with Angelus' fame and then it will only be a five minute drive to the club." Seeing Buffy unsure, Willow looked at her with puppy dog eyes, "Come on, Buffy! Xander will be so disappointed if you don't come! And Faith can come too!"
Buffy raised her eyebrows, "After Xander and Faith's history?" She said, referring to her sister and best friend's fling together, "I'm not sure Anya will be happy!"
Willow shrugged. "Who cares?" She countered.
"True," Buffy agreed.
"So you'll come?" Willow asked hopefully.
"Yes, probably." Buffy finally relented, "I'll see you tomorrow then, Willow."
Willow opened the door for her. "Bye Buffy. See you."
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Buffy sighed and closed the door behind her. Dumping her coat on a chair, the blonde noticed the number four flashing on her answering machine. She pressed the 'Play' button and collapsed onto the sofa.
"Message one," The machine's voice said loudly, "Received at; 8:20."
Buffy waited expectantly.
"'Hey B! Hope you have an okay day. Has our idiotic sister told you what she has planned? No, poor you! You're gonna love it so much! She just fucking called me to tell me about it! At 8:00! Who does she think I am? Her!? Ring me when you get this will you? Bye then! Oh, if you wondering, it's Faith! Man, I'm crap at leaving messages! Can't wait for tomorrow night! Bye!'"
Buffy laughed softly at her sister's message.
"Message Two. Received at; 12:10."
Buffy took her shoes off.
"'Um, Buffy? It's Riley!'"
Her smile was replaced with a roll of the eyes and a sigh.
"'Um, I was wondering if you're busy on Saturday?'"
"I am now." Buffy muttered.
"'If you're not... well, I'll call later, I guess. I'll probably see you at Xander's bash anyway. So, talk to you later! Bye!'"
Buffy groaned and closed her eyes.
"Message three. Received at; 1:30. 'Hello sweetie! Just checking to see you are all right! Call me when you get this, will you? I've got something to tell you about me and your father.'"
Buffy's eyes snapped open and she frowned.
"Message four."
"Shut up!" Buffy snapped.
"Received at; 3:50. 'Hey, baby sister! It's Darla! You'd already left when I called earlier. Just checking that we're still on for tomorrow? Got a surprise for you as well! No doubt Faith's been on the phone complaining about it! Oh, well, see you tomorrow, if not ring me!' No more messages."
"Good." Buffy retorted, grabbing the phone and punching in a few numbers. She sighed as she waited for someone to pick up.
"Hey! You've reached Faith's place! The reason I'm not picking up is because I'm either at work, getting laid by some random guy I met or I just can't be fucked to pick up! Leave a message!"
"Hey Faith!" Buffy greeted, "It's me, Buffy, and I'm assuming you're at work or getting laid as it's..." She checked her watch, "Five. Anyway, call me when you get this, unless you're too pissed or not there, otherwise I'll see you tomorrow! And remember I'm getting you something to wear tomorrow lunch and you're coming round mine at six. Remember! See you! Bye!" Buffy pressed the disconnect button. She cradled the phone for a minute, thinking, before punching in another number.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Mom." Buffy greeted.
"Buffy, sweetie, is that you?"
"Yes Mom, it's me."
"How are you, honey?"
"I'm fine, how bout you and Dad? Are you guys okay?"
Buffy could hear her mother pause before answering.
"We're fine," her mother answered after a moment.
Buffy frowned. "What did you want to tell me about you and Dad?"
"Oh, that? We're going to tell you all tomorrow night."
"Oh... okay."
"So, how's the business doing?"
"Fine," Buffy answered slowly, "I'm having a meeting with Angelus and Spike tomorrow about the future of the firm."
She could hear her mother sighing.
"Why those two?"
"Because both Angelus and Spike own a quarter of the firm each. Me and Spike are the two boss lawyers of the firm, while Angelus is a background investor."
"Yes, but the name!"
Buffy sighed in annoyance. "Mom, we've been over this! O'Connor, Summer's and Co. Business Law Firm. It's fine and it suits us all. Apart from you!"
"It's okay, but why 'O'Connor' first?"
"Ever heard of a thing called the alphabet, mom?"
Her mother huffed down the line. "Well, at least Darla has made a name for herself! And she used her own name!"
"Mom, she's a fashion designer. She has to use her own name," Buffy breathed deeply and counted to ten before continuing. "Look, I'm sorry that me and Faith don't live up to your expectations, but-"
"Oh, honey, it's not you! You are doing so well! The best lawyer in New York! What mother wouldn't be proud of that! But Faith on the over hand! She's a stripper!"
"Mom! She's a dancer! Men pay her a lot of money to dance for them!"
"Yes, but what else do they pay her for?"
"I don't know Mom, why don't you ask her?"
"I will."
"Good, now I've got to go to bed, okay?"
"Okay, night sweetie!"
"Night, Mom." Buffy pressed the disconnect button. She looked around her lonely, dark apartment. "I need a cat." She commented. She nodded firmly. "Yep. Tomorrow I will get a cat!"
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Hey! How was that? Ok??
If you like it then review. If you don't then review anyway and tell me why!
Chow 4 now. Blessed be. Wiccasweep.
PS: To everyone who wants me to update, please remember, I am a fourteen-year- old girl who only has one set of hands! It's very hard work! I can write them, but the whole typing thing is doing damage to my fingers!
So please keep in mind that when you ask me to update quickly that I'm going as fast as I can.
Thanks to everyone who reviewed!! And if you are reading this story then please review it or I shall have to stop it.
Distribution: Just tell me where and I'll have a look!
Dedication: To the many B/A AU fans out there!
Spoilers: Only of what might happen next.
Summary: Buffy Summers and Angelus O'Connor. Worst enemies. Brother and sister in law. And slowly falling in love.
Reviews: What a stupid question! The answer is yes, if you were wondering!
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"So, how are things between you and Oz?" Buffy asked, popping a piece of pasta into her mouth.
Willow smiled dreamily and shook her head. "Better than I ever expected! He's so sweet and, with him being in a rock band and me being a doctor, I... I guess I thought it would be difficult. But it's not. It's perfect!"
Buffy rested her chin in her hand. "I'm happy for you guys. Do you think he's the one?"
Willow stared at her plate of food and but her lip.
Buffy frowned and gazed curiously at her friend. "What?"
"He... he asked me to marry him yesterday." Willow whispered, blushing slightly.
Buffy gazed at her in shock before blinking and grabbing Willow's left hand. "And you didn't tell me sooner, because...?"
"Because we've known each other for around six months, five of which we've were dating. I thought you might think we going a bit fast."
"Will, do you love Oz?" Buffy asked carefully.
Willow nodded.
"And he obviously loves you, so..." She tilted her head and a grin slowly formed on her face. "I think you guys should go for it! Who cares what people say? It only matters what the people you care about think!" Buffy paused and looked at the small diamond ring on Willow's fourth finger. "Have you told Xander?"
Willow shook her head. "No. There never seems to be a right moment!"
"You should tell him the next time you see him," Buffy commented, taking a piece of bread from the basket, "He'll be less happy for you if you tell him, like, three days after Oz proposes to you," she sighed and leaned back in her chair, letting go of Willow's hand. "I can't believe you didn't tell me earlier!"
"I'm sorry." Willow apologized, her mouth full of salad.
Buffy laughed and looked around the small modern flat that Willow shared with Oz, "Speaking of Oz, where is he?"
Willow threw her napkin into the middle of the plate. "At band practice," she answered. Looking at Buffy's plate, she grabbed both and stuck them in the dishwasher. "Do you want some more wine?" She held up the wine bottle.
"Yes, please," Buffy answered, grabbing her glass and following Willow to the sofa.
After Willow had poured them both some more red wine, she turned on the movie. Ten minutes later, she got bored and gazed curiously at Buffy.
Buffy, who had noticed Willow's gaze on her, tore her own gaze away from the television and looked at Willow. "What?" She frowned, "Do I have sauce on my face?"
Willow shook her head. "No, I was just wondering; why aren't you going out with Riley?"
Buffy sighed. "Willow, we've been over this thousands of times! Because I don't fancy him and he's one of those guys who are so sweet and caring that they get so bored, so quickly! I want excitement, passion, lust and danger. And I'm not going to get that with Riley."
"But... but..."
"Willow, just leave it, okay? I am not going out with Riley! Now can we just watch the film?"
Willow nodded and settled back. When the film had finished, she switched off the TV, sat back down and turned to Buffy. "How's your sister?"
Buffy sighed dramatically, "Having an affair apparently."
Willow raised her eyebrows, "Apparently?"
"Well, Spike called me and said Angelus was mad and wanted to see me. So, I go and Angelus tells me Darla is having an affair."
"And he was mad at that?" Willow frowned, "From my experience, it's more likely for Angelus to have an affair."
Buffy nodded. "Yep. He's having affairs too!" She took a sip of her wine, "I'm seeing Darla tomorrow for lunch, so I can ask her then."
"Mmm," Willow murmured, "Are they divorcing?"
"No," Buffy answered tiredly, "I asked Angelus to divorce Darla but he refused. And then I threatened to get Darla to divorce him and I'd make sure she got everything."
Willow laughed. "And he still refused?" She asked, grinning.
Buffy scowled and nodded.
Willow chuckled softly and patted her best friend's hand. "Don't worry. You'll get your way. You always do!"
"Ah, but so does Darla and she wants to stay with the cold-hearted pig!" Buffy angrily reminded Willow.
Willow grinned evilly and wiggled her eyebrows suggestively, "Ooh, yes! How is the cold-hearted womanizer?"
Buffy snorted in disgust, "Sleeping with half of New York's women," she snapped. Thinking for a moment, she added, "So, being himself."
"Slept with you yet?" Willow asked playfully.
Buffy stared at her in horror. "Willow, please! For one; he is the husband of my sister, my brother nearly. Two; I would never lower myself to him! Do you know how he treats women? He sleeps with them and then ignores them like he never knew them! And they just throw themselves at him like he's God or something! Which is probably true because he has a body of a god and he's very wealthy!"
"Ha ha!" Willow exclaimed loudly.
Buffy looked around her franticly, "What?" She asked.
"A body like a god!" The redhead repeated, "You like hi- Wait! You've seen his body! When?"
Buffy rolled her eyes, "No, Willow, I have not seen his body. But from the description you gave me of your one night stand with him before he met Darla, and the description Darla gave me, I have a pretty good idea of what his body looks like."
Willow smiled dreamily. "Yeah, he was yummy!" She murmured.
"Um, Willow?" Buffy asked. Getting no response, she sighed and snapped her fingers in front of Willow's dreamy eyes. "Hey Willow! Remember Oz? Your fiancé?"
Willow blinked and gazed apologetically at Buffy. "Sorry," she muttered.
Buffy raised an eyebrow. "Good," she said firmly, smiling slightly.
"So, back to when we got distracted by Angelus' scrummy body," Willow said, drinking half of her red wine, "You like Angelus."
"I do not!" Buffy protested, nearly choking on her own wine.
"Yes, you do," Willow repeated proudly.
Buffy was speechless. "How did you figure that out?" She snapped, after a minute of silence.
Willow grinned. "When you talk about him you get this look in your eye."
Buffy nodded, "Yeah, it's called hatred. Or anger. Or dislike. Whatever you want to call it, but not love!"
"I never said love," Willow pointed out smugly, "So that means you do like him, maybe even enough to love him, but you don't want anyone knowing you like him enough to love him, but you accidentally said love, because you already like him!"
Buffy stared at her in confusion. "What?" She asked, before shaking her head quickly and holding up her hand. "You know what? I really do not want to know!" She placed her glass on the coffee table, "I'll see you later, Will."
Willow stood up quickly, following Buffy to the door. "Buffy, I'm sorry, okay? I'll drop the subject as of now."
Buffy smiled slightly and hugged Willow tightly.
"Tomorrow's Friday," Willow reminded her, as she grabbed her coat, "Are we still on for tomorrow night at Xander's club, The Bronze, around ten? It's the opening night!"
Buffy slapped her head in anger, "Ah! I can't, I'm having dinner with Darla, Angelus, Faith and Cordelia at eight!"
"Cordelia! Angelus and Spike's half-sister? The one that couldn't be bothered to go to the wedding?" Willow asked in disbelief.
Buffy nodded. "The one and only. Me and Faith haven't actually met her, so it'll be interesting!"
"Anyone else going?"
"Yeah, my parents and Angelus and Spike's! So, the whole family will be there!"
"At Darla's place?" Willow asked, leaning against the wall.
Buffy shook her head, "No, at that new very posh Italian restaurant."
Willow frowned and shrugged, "You can be finished by ten with Angelus' fame and then it will only be a five minute drive to the club." Seeing Buffy unsure, Willow looked at her with puppy dog eyes, "Come on, Buffy! Xander will be so disappointed if you don't come! And Faith can come too!"
Buffy raised her eyebrows, "After Xander and Faith's history?" She said, referring to her sister and best friend's fling together, "I'm not sure Anya will be happy!"
Willow shrugged. "Who cares?" She countered.
"True," Buffy agreed.
"So you'll come?" Willow asked hopefully.
"Yes, probably." Buffy finally relented, "I'll see you tomorrow then, Willow."
Willow opened the door for her. "Bye Buffy. See you."
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Buffy sighed and closed the door behind her. Dumping her coat on a chair, the blonde noticed the number four flashing on her answering machine. She pressed the 'Play' button and collapsed onto the sofa.
"Message one," The machine's voice said loudly, "Received at; 8:20."
Buffy waited expectantly.
"'Hey B! Hope you have an okay day. Has our idiotic sister told you what she has planned? No, poor you! You're gonna love it so much! She just fucking called me to tell me about it! At 8:00! Who does she think I am? Her!? Ring me when you get this will you? Bye then! Oh, if you wondering, it's Faith! Man, I'm crap at leaving messages! Can't wait for tomorrow night! Bye!'"
Buffy laughed softly at her sister's message.
"Message Two. Received at; 12:10."
Buffy took her shoes off.
"'Um, Buffy? It's Riley!'"
Her smile was replaced with a roll of the eyes and a sigh.
"'Um, I was wondering if you're busy on Saturday?'"
"I am now." Buffy muttered.
"'If you're not... well, I'll call later, I guess. I'll probably see you at Xander's bash anyway. So, talk to you later! Bye!'"
Buffy groaned and closed her eyes.
"Message three. Received at; 1:30. 'Hello sweetie! Just checking to see you are all right! Call me when you get this, will you? I've got something to tell you about me and your father.'"
Buffy's eyes snapped open and she frowned.
"Message four."
"Shut up!" Buffy snapped.
"Received at; 3:50. 'Hey, baby sister! It's Darla! You'd already left when I called earlier. Just checking that we're still on for tomorrow? Got a surprise for you as well! No doubt Faith's been on the phone complaining about it! Oh, well, see you tomorrow, if not ring me!' No more messages."
"Good." Buffy retorted, grabbing the phone and punching in a few numbers. She sighed as she waited for someone to pick up.
"Hey! You've reached Faith's place! The reason I'm not picking up is because I'm either at work, getting laid by some random guy I met or I just can't be fucked to pick up! Leave a message!"
"Hey Faith!" Buffy greeted, "It's me, Buffy, and I'm assuming you're at work or getting laid as it's..." She checked her watch, "Five. Anyway, call me when you get this, unless you're too pissed or not there, otherwise I'll see you tomorrow! And remember I'm getting you something to wear tomorrow lunch and you're coming round mine at six. Remember! See you! Bye!" Buffy pressed the disconnect button. She cradled the phone for a minute, thinking, before punching in another number.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Mom." Buffy greeted.
"Buffy, sweetie, is that you?"
"Yes Mom, it's me."
"How are you, honey?"
"I'm fine, how bout you and Dad? Are you guys okay?"
Buffy could hear her mother pause before answering.
"We're fine," her mother answered after a moment.
Buffy frowned. "What did you want to tell me about you and Dad?"
"Oh, that? We're going to tell you all tomorrow night."
"Oh... okay."
"So, how's the business doing?"
"Fine," Buffy answered slowly, "I'm having a meeting with Angelus and Spike tomorrow about the future of the firm."
She could hear her mother sighing.
"Why those two?"
"Because both Angelus and Spike own a quarter of the firm each. Me and Spike are the two boss lawyers of the firm, while Angelus is a background investor."
"Yes, but the name!"
Buffy sighed in annoyance. "Mom, we've been over this! O'Connor, Summer's and Co. Business Law Firm. It's fine and it suits us all. Apart from you!"
"It's okay, but why 'O'Connor' first?"
"Ever heard of a thing called the alphabet, mom?"
Her mother huffed down the line. "Well, at least Darla has made a name for herself! And she used her own name!"
"Mom, she's a fashion designer. She has to use her own name," Buffy breathed deeply and counted to ten before continuing. "Look, I'm sorry that me and Faith don't live up to your expectations, but-"
"Oh, honey, it's not you! You are doing so well! The best lawyer in New York! What mother wouldn't be proud of that! But Faith on the over hand! She's a stripper!"
"Mom! She's a dancer! Men pay her a lot of money to dance for them!"
"Yes, but what else do they pay her for?"
"I don't know Mom, why don't you ask her?"
"I will."
"Good, now I've got to go to bed, okay?"
"Okay, night sweetie!"
"Night, Mom." Buffy pressed the disconnect button. She looked around her lonely, dark apartment. "I need a cat." She commented. She nodded firmly. "Yep. Tomorrow I will get a cat!"
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Hey! How was that? Ok??
If you like it then review. If you don't then review anyway and tell me why!
Chow 4 now. Blessed be. Wiccasweep.
PS: To everyone who wants me to update, please remember, I am a fourteen-year- old girl who only has one set of hands! It's very hard work! I can write them, but the whole typing thing is doing damage to my fingers!
So please keep in mind that when you ask me to update quickly that I'm going as fast as I can.
Thanks to everyone who reviewed!! And if you are reading this story then please review it or I shall have to stop it.
