Weiss didn't have classes on Thursdays and he decided to do a little baking. Or at least attempt it. He figured if he loves brownies, he should make sure he can have 'em whenever.
He's a logical dude like that. Come on in while he mixes the batter.
"Yeah. I can't believe I missed the invasion. Everyone was like, 'Oh we'll get invaded, don't worry. You'll see the serious weird of the island then.' And I'm like out of town when it happens," Weiss said. "How about you? In the fray or fray adjacent avoiding?"
"There was serious weird," Dawn admitted, "but I don't think that'll be the last thing that happens here. And I was in the fray--there was boyfriend rescue involved. Not to mention all the other people. The girl trolls decided to kidnap a lot of the good-looking guys on the island for love slave purposes."
"Nope," she shook her head and hopped up on the counter. "You totally would have been kidnapped by trolls and held hostage all weekend. Most of the guys who got suckered into going seem to have been the gentlemany, knight in shining armor kind of guy. Well, and Alec."
"Well there's always one they grab just for sex," Weiss said, as if he knew what he was talking about. Which he didn't. "Glad to see you're unhurt, though. I might've been forced to swear some sort of manly vengeance otherwise."
"I totally rocked the frying pan," Dawn grinned at him and tried to figure out if he'd get mad or grossed out if she stuck her finger into the brownie batter. "There was girl fighting and hair pulling and everything. Try and steal my boyfriend. Ha! And oooh, you'd go all manly vengeful for me?" She bounced a little.
"Definitely. Just tell me where you've been wronged, I'm all about the manly vengeance. It may not be an active manly vengeance, but it will be swift and terrible," Weiss said. He took a nip of batter. "Mm. Salmonella."
"I'm apparently vengeful, too. Who knew?" Other than half of Sunnydale. Dawn promptly stuck her finger in, then licked off some of the batter. "Chocolatey salmonella. Yum, my favorite."
"Definitely." He tried very hard not to be too interested in the Dawn batter-licking. Rogue thoughts -- bad thoughts -- were escaping his filter and they had to be eliminated. "Um, I think I'm going to start spreading this in the pan."
"Okay," Dawn was perfectly happy with that idea, since it would end in brownies. "So, where do you stand on the frosting issue? And how was your weekend?"
"Frosting, yes, only if it's fudge," Weiss said. "And my weekend was... with my family. I think we can leave it at that. I love 'me, but they drive me nuts."
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