Xander woke with the now familiar feeling of Dawn lying half on top of him. He yawned, causing her to stir.

"It's your turn to change Joy's diaper," she muttered into his chest, clearly not awake.

"Pretty sure it's your turn," he teased, amused.

"I changed Clark," she grumbled.

"I always thought I'd name my son Jesse," he said.

Dawn snuggled in tighter. "Willow's daughter is named Jessie."

"Oh, that makes sense," he agreed and shook her a little.

"Hwah?" the sleepy teen asked as she cracked open her eyes.

"Awake?" he asked.

"Getting there," she said and yawned.

"So we have two kids named Clark and Joy?" he teased.

"Kal-El and Joyce Summers," she said, "you changed your name to mine because you liked the idea of having the name of an X-man."

"That sounds… pretty accurate actually," Xander said thoughtfully and stretched as Dawn got up.

"What?" Dawn asked.

"That I'd take your last name," he replied.

"Really?" she asked, surprised.

"Yeah, though I don't know why we would name our son Kal-El and call him Clark, however naming our daughter Joyce and calling her Joy is a no brainer."

"I'm lost," Dawn admitted, having no idea what he was talking about.

"I tried to wake you up and you told me it was my turn on diaper duty," he explained.

"Oh," Dawn said. "Ignore my sleep mumbles, they rarely make any sense. Now, wanna share a shower?"

"Not for at least a couple more years," he said.

"It can be platonic," she offered with a grin.

"It wouldn't be and it'd be even less in a couple of years," he told her.

"I know," she said smugly. "Borrowing your toothbrush and everything else."

"Go right ahead," he said as he stood up and stretched while she headed for the bathroom.

Xander looked around his room. It was larger than his old room and a lot less messy. The walls were covered in wood paneling and the floor was a beige shag carpet that really felt good on his feet. It clashed a bit with the drop down ceiling and fluorescent lights, but overall he liked the way it looked.

He smiled to himself. He had his own place, didn't have to pay rent or deal with drunk parents yelling at one another… it felt like a load of stress had been lifted off his shoulders.

"I need a washer and dryer and a kitchen? Why is there no kitchen down here? Because I can cook upstairs," he realized.

He checked the closet and found his comic collection was stored there and about a third of his shirts were missing. A quick check of the dresser showed it was half empty as well. That little mystery was solved by seeing that his dirty clothes basket was overflowing. "Ted's a bit of a neat freak and has a higher standard of clean," Xander decided. "Okay, looks like I'll be doing some laundry today."

He grabbed some clean clothes out of the dresser for after his shower and waited for Dawn to finish, looking through his bookcase to pass the time and seeing that Ted had everything sorted by author, series, and then title. "I really should pay him more."

Dawn returned wearing two towels while he was paging through a book on tales of the Sidhe that he was half sure he'd borrowed from Giles at some point.

"Shower's open," she said, smirking as he quickly turned away. "I'm going to steal one of your shirts."

"Check the closet, I have some older shirts that are too small for me that I retired to the hangers," he said, before ducking into the bathroom.

There was still plenty of hot water so his shower and shave didn't take long at all. He grabbed a trash bag from under the bathroom sink to help bag up all the dirty clothes that were overflowing his laundry basket, before joining Dawn in the livingroom where she was channel surfing.

"Breakfast?" she asked.

"Sure, let me toss some stuff in the car and we'll grab a snack upstairs before we head out," Xander said.

"I don't think you have much more than popcorn and soda up there, but that will work until we can hit a fast food place," Dawn said, taking the trash bag filled with clothes from him.

"I also need to get a couple more laundry baskets for my clothes," he said, "then some actual food and we can hit the laundromat."

"Could use the washer and dryer at my place," she suggested.

"It'll be faster at the laundromat where I can run five loads at once."

"Yeah, you got a point there," Dawn agreed.

"I could probably put off laundry, but I don't want to come back to dirty laundry after my trip," Xander said. "Plus I need to wash all the stuff I've been wearing in the last week anyway."

"True enough," she agreed and followed him to the car where they dumped all the laundry before entering the kitchen and finding Andrew frying eggs.

"Did you guys even go to sleep?" Xander asked.

"Nope, too excited," Andrew said with a wide smile. "We went through all the movies and got into an argument over which order they should be in before going with Warren's suggestion of copying the video store's setup. Then we made a catalog to keep track of them and Jonathan mentioned that the movie theater he worked at had a store room filled with movies that they didn't know what to do with because they're too valuable to throw away, but they can't show them without paying more than they're worth so they're just taking up space-"

"Andrew, flip the eggs and take a breath," Xander told him.

Andrew fell silent and took several deep breaths while attending to his cooking. "Thanks," he said. "Anyway, since Jonathan knows the owner of the local theater and I think they are related somehow or maybe dated his mom? Anyway, he offered to store the old reels for him to free up space, so now we have all those movies to sort and catalog too!"

"Cool, just make sure to mark where they came from so they can be returned when needed," Xander said.

"That's the easy part," Andrew said, "they all come in red plastic cases so it's easy to tell. Would you two like some eggs and fries?"

"Sure, sounds good," Xander told him.

"I'm surprised any of the food here was still good," Dawn said.

"They didn't have any food here, just popcorn and candy," Andrew said. "Sandy ran to the store and bought a bunch of eggs and bags of frozen fries. It was supposed to be hashbrowns, but fries is fine."

"Cool, let us know when the food's ready," Xander said as they passed through the kitchen and into the dining area where there were about two dozen teens eating and talking, several gathered around a whiteboard someone had gotten where they were listing cleaning duties and schedules to take care of them.

"Xander," Jonathan said happily. "Last night was awesome and I found the keys to the video games and the change machine, Brandy ran to the bank and it's now stocked with quarters again."

"Cool," Xander said, "glad everyone had fun. We need to run by the copy place to give you a copy of my notes on runes unless you want to do them by hand."

"There is a Xerox machine in the Manager's Office," the shorter teen said, "I tested it and it works."

"That saves some time," Xander said. "Let's go to my room so you can look through my notes and see what you need copies of."

"Sure," Jonathan agreed eagerly.

"We'll be right back," Xander told Dawn, "save me a plate."

"Order up!" Andrew called out, coming to the counter with three plates of eggs and baskets of fries.

Dawn just leaned against a counter and watched the groups of teens, most of whom would be considered of the geek or nerd variety and all of which were probably at near OD levels of caffeine and sugar and seemed to be having the time of their lives.

A few even seemed to be doing homework so she guessed they were taking summer school or were college students.

"I have found my people," Dawn decided.

"Order up," Andrew called out behind her, sliding a couple of orders to her and a couple to the center of the counter where a pair of young women collected them.

"Thanks," Dawn said.

"It was my pleasure," Andrew said. "I like cooking."

"I'm getting there myself," Dawn said. "Mom's been teaching me all sorts of things and I didn't even notice."

"Like Mr Miyagi? Wax on, wax off," he said, waving his hands.

"More asking me to help her do something even though it takes longer with my help," Dawn said. "She's sneaky like that."

"These are… Wow, just wow," Jonathan said as he and Xander returned. "I can use Ogham on the trees bordering the property to keep out jerks!"

"I know," Xander said as he followed him into the crowd. "Be right back," he called over his shoulder to Dawn.

"I wonder if he'll become a superhero," Andrew said.

"Maybe," Dawn said, "but only so he can avoid paperwork."

"What?" Andrew stared at her, confused.

"His one complaint about helping the police deal with vampires and demons is the amount of paperwork he has to do which a couple of FBI agents told him he could avoid by wearing a mask and claiming to be a superhero," she explained.

"He's already pretty heroic," Andrew said. "Maybe we could make him some magical weapons?"

"He's already done that," Dawn said. "You'd think the Scooby Gang would have made a bunch for all the demons they dealt with in high school, but they just used whatever they could get their hands on, which was all normal stuff, though some were probably blessed. But now that he's graduated he's made his own because of a book of runes he stole from a vampire nest."

"That's what's got Jonathan all excited," Andrew said. "Apparently books on runes that actually work are hard to come by."

"It's probably the Mayor's fault," Dawn said.

"What?"

"The Mayor had a spell around the town that messed with people's memories," Dawn explained. "Xander never knew Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, or superheroes were real because of it. I can see the Mayor adding any magic to it that would help people fight him."

"That… is something we should look into," Andrew said as Xander and Jonathan returned from the Manager's Office.

"What should we look into?" Jonathan asked.

"What the Mayor blocked us from knowing," Andrew replied. "He blocked things we could use to fight him which is probably why books on runes were so hard to find."

"He also blocked Reality TV and MTV not playing music videos twenty four seven," Xander added. "But yeah, I'd really like to know what all I missed by never leaving town."

"I'll see what we can come up with," Jonathan promised.

"If you find anything you think I need to know about, call me," Xander said, accepting the plasticware that Dawn handed to him so he could eat.

"I'll do that," Jonathan said. "Heck, I can probably make it a group project since most of us will want to know what he kept us from knowing."

"Any vampire problems while I've been gone?" Xander asked between bites.

"I think there were like three vampires total that have been seen since graduation," Jonathan said, "and everyone knows what to look for now so they were spritzed with holy water and set on fire."

"Not staked?" Dawn asked, wishing she had ketchup for the fries.

"No one wants to go hand to hand with a vampire if they can avoid it and hair spray is cheap," Jonathan offered.

Xander smiled. "I am so proud of you guys."

"It wasn't us," Andrew said, "I think it was one of the cheerleaders, a member of the chess club, and Larry who now carries around a pocket blow torch everywhere."

"Still upset that he didn't get to use the flamethrower?" Xander guessed.

"Very," Andrew and Jonathan chorused.

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"How was your date?" Joyce asked, looking up from talking to Giles as they sat on the sofa together.

"Star Wars is even more awesome at a drive-in," Dawn said, "and I stole one of his shirts." She gestured to the black Motley Crue t-shirt she was wearing.

"Good girl," Joyce said, exchanging a grin with Xander.

"I always suspected they did that on purpose," Giles said.

"And we washed the majority of my clothes, because Ted is a lot more picky about what is considered clean than I am," Xander said. "When I asked him to move all my stuff he also unpacked everything. If you need any work done call him, he is seriously undercharging for his services."

"After we verify his claims," Giles reminded him.

"After that," Xander agreed. "Well, I am off to Lake Tahoe. Call me if you need anything, you have my number. Oh, be sure to give it to Willow."

"Not Buffy?" Joyce asked, surprised.

"If Willow has it she'll make sure Buffy and Oz get it," Xander replied.

"Kiss!" Dawn demanded.

Xander leaned down and pressed his lips against hers in a chaste kiss before giving her a big hug. "See you in a couple of months."

"Call me if you need anything," Giles told him.

"I will," Xander promised and vanished out the front door.

"It's going to suck waiting for summer to end," Dawn said with a sigh, "but at least I can hang out at the drive-in and watch movies."

"Do you even know how to run the projector?" Joyce asked, not surprised that he'd let Dawn visit while he was gone.

"Xander's old DnD group is meeting there and a couple of them worked at the theater in town," Dawn explained. "It's a nerd-a-palooza and safer than most places in town. I so plan on challenging Andrew for all the high scores on the pinball machines!"

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*ring*ring*

"That was quick, I'm not even out of town," Xander said into the phone as he saw the Welcome to Sunnydale sign coming up, guessing it was Dawn.

"Xander," Angel said reluctantly, "I need your help."

Typing By: Abyssal Angel

Beta By: Abyssal Angel and Mist of Shadows

AN: Now on to the Omake one of my readers have sent in!

RUGoing2writethat Omake: Two Weddings and a Funeral

It was stated in Canon that Larry is gay and so is Andrew. And I was thinking about that they couldn't be more opposite. Well, given the Justice League's intervention, I assume Larry survived so while I normally wouldn't write slash (this is not explicit but more parody-type) then I came up with this, because Andrew and Larry are kind of opposites but opposites attract so...:

Xander and Dawn were enjoying themselves hanging out with the geeks and some of the jocks from Sunnyhell High. Surprisingly they were getting along well and not only that, they were actually some jocks who were friendly to some of the geeks. It was strange how outside of high school the differences and conflict fell away.

"How could you be so damn Stupid!"

Well, except for some.

Xander walked over to a sight he didn't know what to make of. Larry, the head football jock, was glaring at Andrew.

"Guys, what's wrong?" asked Xander.

Larry and Andrew turned to him.

"He says that Picard is the superior captain because Kirk was stupid, but that's not logical because they just don't make people a high rank in the military if you're stupid. Sure Kirk may not be a genius like Daystrom who invented duotronic circuitry, but he had to be intelligent in some areas, such as tactics and strategy and had to think on his feet. Picard was more of a diplomatic person, who would talk his way out of situations but much like Teddy Roosevelt, he spoke softly and carried a big stick, so to speak," Larry explained.

"And I said that's a good argument but it doesn't negate the fact that Picard was better. He fought the Borg and outsmarted the Romulans and Klingons. He was more than just a horny cowboy," Andrew declared, folding his arms.

"Guys, why don't you compromise? Kirk and Picard were from two different eras. If Kirk had been in Picard's era, he might've been more like Picard and if Picard had been in Kirk's era, he might have been more like Picard, but each captain was the best captain for their own eras," Xander told them.

The two looked at Xander and then at each other and nodded. "That sounds reasonable," they both said at the same time.

"Now get back to your date and have fun," said Xander as he and Dawn walked away.

"Date," said Andrew, "Are we on a date?" he asked Larry, who'd been out of the closet for a while.

"I suppose we are. Want to go down to my car and watch the movie together?" he asked hopefully.

Andrew thought about it for a moment and then said, "Okay, but keep your hands to yourself. I'm not a slut for you to get handsy with on the first date."

Larry chuckled as they held hands while walking to his car from the Arcade.

Fast Forward Five Years to a wedding ceremony in LA where Larry finishes his a Toast to Xander: "And if it wasn't for Xander and his comment about us being on a date, I would not have married my husband four and a half years ago, and I would not have known the happiness of loving a geek. So here's to Xander and his new Bride, may they have many many happy years together."

Everyone raised their glasses and gave a hearty, "Hear! Hear!"