CH 29: Ryo from Ronin Warriors

Going Green: A Willow and Xander Special

"I really don't know how I let you talk me into these things."

"But Xander?"

Ah, puppy-eyes nee resolve face. It explained everything.

"I'm doing it, I'm doing it, I swear. I just wonder how I keep getting cornered."

Sighing he picked up his costume. A belt with a lot of leafy looking yellow stuff hanging from it that he'd wear with a set of cargo shorts, a flesh colored tank top (thank heavens), a long red wig and a set of dragonfly-like wings.

At least it wasn't a girl character.

"Got it Wills, you have yours?"

"Just a minute!"

He saw her eying the short skirt of the costume and chuckled, pulling out a pair of flesh colored running leggings. No excuses now, after all, the movie was her favorite, not his!

"Xander! Willow! You too look great!"

"Thanks Mrs. Summers."

Xander offered a wave from behind his friend. He had no idea how he got their wings to light blue and green respectively, but he had to admit it was a cool effect. As was the glowing ball of light in her hand.

"Buffy'll be just a moment, do you want anything to drink?"

Stepping back to let them in she eyed up their outfits, finding it slightly amusing that they'd switched hair colors and lengths for the evening. And Buffy couldn't complain, because neither was dressed as themselves.

Lady Elizabeth of Summerland watched as brutes tried to attack her only to be held off by a pair of small, soft lights.

"Faeries." Her voice was soft with wonder, watching creatures she'd thought only stories grow plants around them in a protective dome, the little green one zipping between beasts and confusing them until they deemed the lot of them too bothersome.

Xander smiled, kicking back while his girls talked. Willow had really come out of her shell since Halloween, and that Ox guy was a good choice for her. She said something about the green in him being strong, he said something about calming down his fuzzy side.

Whatever. It worked and that was all he cared about.

Still smiling he picked up his popes and started playing a tune.

Willow looked over at him and smiled, twirling a lock of her now darker hair around her finger, snuggling up to Oz's side.

They'd have fun tormenting the baddies later. Hearing them grumble about getting taken down by a couple of faeries was hilarious.