CH 26: Barricade from Transformers the Movie
Flipped
This was going to be the easiest costume ever. He just needed a little bit of that comb in hair stuff and a fake handgun. Luck was with him as he'd snatched the very last one with no little puppy-pouters to get him to let it go.
Ah ha! There it was!
Whistling happily he made his way home, never noticing the contemplative look the shop owner had given him.
"Xander! Who are you dressed as?"
Joyce Summers took in the green turtleneck, snug jeans and the plush lion on his shoulder as mostly normal. The way he'd flipped and straightened his hair to form one long unibang over his face was a bit more startling.
"A circus worker, Mrs. S."
"Well, at least it's not spandex."
"Ouch! Cheap shot!"
"Xander!"
"Hmm?"
The young man wearing Xander's body flipped easily through the chaos, something telling him not to strike down the creatures. That instinct had kept him alive even when he didn't know his own name, he wasn't going to stop listening to it now.
"We have to find Buffy!"
"Which one would she be?"
The girl gave him a look of extreme worry combined with fear.
For some reason that made his chest hurt.
The guys didn't need to know how much he'd kept from Halloween. Not really. Yeah the skills were useful, and being buddies with the local wildlife was pretty fun. That werewolf last week had mellowed right out, much to his shock. Fun guy to hang out with as a human too. Willow might like him.
But nah, they didn't need to know.
He'd help out when they weren't watching and didn't know, which was turning out to be surprisingly frequent considering what they were supposed to be hunting. Training had to account for a lot of that.
He had the memories, the training, the know-how now.
And he meant all the memories.
Maybe someday he could find his way over to that reality and let him know he'd never been nameless, just misplaced.