Random Halloween fragment

"Has anyone noticed any lingering effects from last night's events?" Giles asked.

"I aced my French final," Buffy offered. "Oh, and I have this really strong urge to knit."

"I ran into the door this morning and bumped my nose," Willow said. "No more ghost girl here."

"Xander?" Giles asked. Xander looked up from the book he was reading.

"Yes?"

"Have you noticed any aftereffects from last night?" Giles asked.

"Sure," he replied. "Buffy is a bit more divorced from reality and living in a fantasy world where she is the center of all existence, though I'm torn over whether that's because of being nobility or French."

"Hey!" Buffy complained.

Ignoring her, Xander turned to Willow. "Willow, being a completely spiritual being for a number of hours has had both her sensitivity and ability to manipulate magic increased by an order of magnitude."

"Oh dear," Giles said, immediately seeing the problem with that.

"That's not good?" Willow guessed.

"Increased sensitivity in this case means you'll be much more prone to magical addiction and darker influences," Giles explained.

"And speaking of magical addiction and darker influences," Xander said, "you got Ethan's blood on you little wrist tattoo last night, waking the Sleepwalker."

"Oh Lord," Giles replied, paling drastically.

"Oh Lord indeed," Xander agreed absently, still reading.

"Xander!" Buffy yelled.

"Yes?" he asked, looking up from his book.

"What the hell happened to you and why are you still wearing that eyepatch?" She demanded, ripping off his eyepatch as she did so, revealing a solid white orb. "Oh God!"

Xander took the eyepatch back from her limp hand and covered his unseeing eye with it once more. "I sacrificed an eye for knowledge."

"Oh Xander," Willow said, horrified at her Xander being hurt. She quickly rushed over and wrapped her arms around him. "We'll fix this, I swear!"

Xander see his book down and hugged her in return. "Not a chance, I'm happy this way."

"But you're half blind!" Willow complained, tears in her eyes.

Xander brought his lips down on hers and didn't come up until air became an issue. "I see a lot more with one eye than I ever saw with two."

Willow buried her face in his chest and held him tight.

Typing by: AEthereal Devastation

AN: Odin rules!