"Xander!"
"What!?"
"You are NOT going as a soldier!"
He fought and screamed and even tried the proven puppy-dog eyes, but it was no use. Buffy handed the last gun to a little kid and that was that. No gun, no soldier. Dang it.
Smirking, she sauntered off, assured that her friend would be better for her 'advice'.
Wondering what he was going to do his eyes fell on a necklace at the bottom of the bargain bin. It was simple, a little wooden charm on the end of a long leather thong. Running his thumb over the surface he wondered what he could do with it. A flash of him and Jesse sitting on his couch, watching Saturday cartoons went through his mind.
He grinned.
It was perfect. Easy, not embarrassing, and all he really needed was to grab that old black leather jacket out of the attic at home. The two dollar costume king still ruled.
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"Xander!?"
Willow ran through the streets, people and monsters alike passing right through her. It was weird and gross and she wanted her Xander!
"XANDER!?"
An eerie howl filled the air, almost sounding like it was laughing. Over the tops of the houses she could see a cloud of dust rise up, a pair of glowing gold eyes looking around d before shooting towards downtown.
"This can't be good."
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Across town Drusilla suddenly whimpered and curled in a tight ball. It took nearly an hour before Spike could get anything coherent from her.
"Kitten isn't Kitten anymore. Cubling sings to dust and sky and if we stay the dust shall swallow us up!"
They were gone before the night was out.
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Xander grinned. His new… tenant? partner?, anyway, the new guy was fitting in great, and She seemed to like him well enough. Even if all their cackling and howling was distracting. He couldn't wait to meet up with the others.
There were so many new pranks… er, traps they could spring now!
He walked into the library, a little cloud of dust following behind him, looking oddly like a coyote.