CH 23: Barnaby from Sabrina Down Under
More Than a Mark
Sometimes he wondered how he got himself into these things. The soldier costume was out thanks to two drunken adults and a bad game of beer pong, he wasn't asking.
This should work though. He just needed….
"Sir? Do you have any loose pants, like those Japanese ones?"
"Hakama?"
"I think that's it."
"Right this way, lad."
Ethan wondered what the pants would be used for, but he wasn't going to knock the chaotic potential in the boy for nothing.
"Xander! Who are you supposed to be?"
Joyce Summers took in the teen's long blue jacket, billowing white pants and the… pacifier on a string around his neck.
"Office worker. Under glorified, over worked, poorly paid, office worker."
"If you say so Xander."
He smiled at her, popping the end of the candy pacifier into his mouth and pushing back his bangs for a moment, remembering not to smudge the little bit of lettering there.
The aftermath of Halloween was hard to deal with. He'd never really seen himself growing old or even living to be fully 'adult' with what he did in his free time. Now though, he had all the time in the world, quite probably literally.
But at least there were a few perks. He had 'travel privileges' and a few nifty powers that meant vamps avoided him like the plague when he cut loose (fun-fun-fun). He could tell quite well whether something had a soul or not and the PTB, well, they were NOT happy that he was what he was, but they could do exactly one thing about it. Nada. Tough luck for them, they shouldn't have screwed around with his girls.
Spotting the familiar figure he stopped walking and waited patiently.
"Hey Bro."
"Man, Xan. You can really pick them, can't you?"
Xander smirked, smiling at his best friend for the first time in what felt like far, far too long.
"Always, Jesse. So, how's Heaven?"