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[_willow_magic]

Who: Willow, Tara, Xander
Where: A walk in the park
When: After Willow and Tara have been dating for a while now.
Status: Incomplete

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[maclay_magicks]

Tara hadn't lived in Sunnydale very long. She came into town just to get away from the family she left behind on the East Coast. And although she was happier here in California, she still didn't know what being TRULY happy was - until these past couple of weeks. She never believed she would know what it would be like to be really liked by someone you liked - maybe even loved - first

[teh_xander]

Oh man, he was late. At least, he thought he was. Xander’s alarm clock hadn’t gone off because he had forgotten to put fresh batteries in (he really should give that whole “electricity” thing a whirl, since it seemed to work wonders in terms of other technological advances) and he couldn’t find his watch as he hurriedly got ready for work. He could have turned on the television or the radio to get a gander at the time, but he didn’t trust himself. Curse the distraction of early-morning cartoons and witty radio deejays

[_willow_magic]

Willow grinned at Tara and glanced mischievously at the little basket they had brought with for their picnic. "You're gonna have cake then huh?" she joked, lacing her fingers with Tara's when the other girl took her hand. Brining said hand up to her lips she kissed the back of it and smiled when Tara talked about magicy things. Which she didn't mind at all to be perfectly honest. Tara was about the only one she *could* talk to when it came to that in a serious way. Cause the Wicca group they had both met at were-- kinda disappointing

[maclay_magicks]

Tara giggled as Willow had some connotation to the 'spells' thing. She had naughty, un-Tara like thoughts whenever they were together, something that had never felt so strong in Tara before. She wanted contact with Willow constantly, not wanting to let her go. And it wasn't because she could talk to her about serious magic, that they could grow together as witches, learning off each other, feeding off each other

[teh_xander]

Crouching down in front of Willow, Xander was about to say something when he noticed her friend. It wasn't as though he hadn't recognized that Willow had been sitting with someone, but this girl seemed so quiet and unassuming that it was almost as though she wanted to fade into the background. "Well hey there," he greeted, offering her a wave. "I know I've seen you around, but I'm not exactly the brains of the operation; that's strictly Will's turf. I'm Xander. Willow and I go back to the womb." After a moment, he retracted that with, "Actually, not really. Because that'd be kind of gross

[_willow_magic]

Oh my gosh. How un-observant could you be? Willow knew Xander, at times, wasn't like the cleverest guy around. But she'd grown up with him; they knew each others quirks and stuff. And yet he couldn't see when she was in love? It had actually surprised Willow a little bit that no one had seemed to notice her walking around no sunshine a lot. Something which she totally hadn't done since... Since Oz. Actually, s he'd done a lot of moping around since Oz had left her

[maclay_magicks]

Tara looked up at Xander as he spoke directly at her. She smiled and let out a small giggle at his mention about him and Willow going back to the womb. Of course, that put things in perspective. These two were childhood friends and Tara had to make a good impression on Xander if she was going to really get to Willow. Without the best friend's approval, she was as good as gone.

She didn't know what that felt like, though, considering she hadn't really ever had a best friend.

But it was clear that Willow hadn't mentioned Tara to even her dearest, closet friend. She squirmed at the sudden nervousness that came upon her. Especially when Willow took her hand into hers, holding tight and even coming closer to her. She glanced briefly down at their contact before looking back up. "Uh, we were just having a picnic. But, please, help yourself. Willow picks out the b-best foods for picnics. She's, like, uh, Picnic Gal or s-something."

[teh_xander]

Xander raised both of his eyebrows at Willow's quick amendment to his jest. "Well, it's obvious that we were never wombmates, I'd think," he told her with a smirk. "I mean, one of us is charming, witty, gorgeous, and has one heck of a left hook. The other one's a guy

[_willow_magic]

Attack of the butterflies. Okay, not butterflies. Cause butterflies were of the pretty and that's what she felt when she looked at Tara, or thought of Tara or... Kinda like she had with Oz only more. This kinda made her wonder about several things... but anyway. Butterflies. No, not butterflies. What she felt when she looked at Xander were maybe kind of a Moth or something

[maclay_magicks]

Tara's heart began to race when Willow's best friend -or one of them at least- began to piece the thing that Tara thought needed puzzling over together. She was right; Xander hadn't known Willow's liking to the same sex. Tara had known for a long time but Willow had so much confessed it was a new revelation, a new feeling that Tara was grateful she had realized

[teh_xander]

Xander's throat went dry as he tried to make it through the introductions. He had nothing against gays in the least, but he would have thought that, you know, after knowing Willow since the beginning of forever (which was about the equivalent of kindergarten in his mind), he'd at least have had a clue. A suspicion. A niggling feeling! He didn't think he'd be as thick-headed as a root beer... though, after all these years, he was sure Willow had come to expect such a reaction from him

[_willow_magic]

Turning, her stomach was kinda turning. Willow chewed her bottom lip as she watched Xander's reaction *and* Tara's reaction. Sure they both knew what they were but they never said it out loud. Truth of the matter was that what she had felt for Oz? That's what Willow felt for Tara, only it was starting to grow. Stronger, more, something. Sometimes it was as if she'd found her soul mate

[maclay_magicks]

Tara glanced between the two friends, her brows nearly into her hairline. She blinked when Xander had mentioned her allure stemming from not being from Sunnydale. She tried not to feel a little hurt about not being alluring otherwise but her blue eyes shifting away from Xander probably spoke more volumes than saying anything

[teh_xander]

Xander was just starting to wrap his head around this - Willow girl, Tara girl, Willow and Tara together, ergo Willow lesbian (or at least bi) - when Willow snapped at him. "Wait, what? No, no, I didn't say she was not alluring. I said, 'not that she's not alluring.' See, double negative, equals a positive. Grammar Guy digs himself out of a hole!"

Truth be told, Xander's tastes in women would mean that he'd probably see right through Tara for the first few months if she was any sort of decent catch. After all, he hadn't even been attracted to Willow until after he already started dating Cordelia, and he had never felt anything but loathing for the brunette beauty queen until years after he had first met her in grade school. And then there was Anya, whom he had initially casted off as a creepy demon stalker. Which, y'know, might've not been too far off the mark at first, but he eventually warmed up to her

[_willow_magic]

The look on her face was not convincing when Xander tried to dig his way out of his grammar faux pas or whatever he'd like to call it. She thought Tara was way alluring. So very much of the alluring it was shining so bright it almost blinded her. Okay, maybe she was totally in love but hey, that didn't give Xander a right to say Tara wasn't with the alluring. Not like she went around stating how not alluring Anya was. Geeze

[maclay_magicks]

Tara flinched slightly when Xander mentioned how Willow was important to him, too. She took it to mean her presence had seemed to demean his importance or that her presence was just bothering him in general. "I-I-I didn't mean to, uh, insinuate..." But the two kept talking and she looked down and away, shyly. She didn't want to talk anymore, afraid she would say something else that Willow's best friend didn't like to hear