Okay wait. I thought Halloween was supposed to be my day off? And how's it even Halloween anyway, aren't you all, like, half a year behind? Or early
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[More like Christmas! Hi thar, Buffy. Have a skinny teenager gaping at you. Because you know it's like fuck o'clock, right? But you're cute so you can get away with it. He just rubs his eyes and clears his throat.]
Oh, it's Halloween? I forgot that wasn't last month, considering. Anyway, the time weirdness wears off. Sort of.
...Uh, do you need some help finding your way around?
[You know, that is not her fault. Except for the fact that it is, since she keeps weird-as-fuck hours, even without all this displacement...stuff. As-if she's admitting so.
But she does notice, and feels just a little bit bad.] You sure you're not the one who needs help with that?
[She smiles and oh god is she flirting, Buffy, you have things back home to worry about (boys, even!), and then actually stops to consider the whole thing.]
So this is a common thing? This Twilight Zone shtick?
[You can't see it, Buffy, but his imaginary tail is wagging. A cute girl is talking to him! And she's smiling!]
[Wait, what did she just say? He yanks his blankets up higher just in case and tries not to die because she probably didn't even mean that but now she's going to think that...just...damn it.]
Um, do you mean the aliens? Yeah, they're normal. Well. No, it's definitely completely insane, actually. But somehow it starts to feel normal eventually.
Besides the paperwork they mostly leave people alone. Unless you bite one or something but who would do that, right? [Nervous laughter.]
Uh! I heard something about poetry too...but I wasn't paying much attention. [Yawnstretch.] Anyway, if aliens are normal where you come from I guess you'll be fine here.
I can't say I have a habit of biting things...uh. Is that actually a thing around here? Not that anyone wants biting to be a thing. Curiosity and all that.
[Nice cover, Buffy. Nice NOT cover.]
Well, if you take alien in a varying direction, maybe it's normal. You know, for crazy old guys in beaten-up trucks in the middle of Kansas or something.
[Blink. He's starting to suspect this is either a really weird dream, or you're not all there. Then again, he was the one who mentioned biting Vogons.]
Oh, it's Halloween? I forgot that wasn't last month, considering. Anyway, the time weirdness wears off. Sort of.
...Uh, do you need some help finding your way around?
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But she does notice, and feels just a little bit bad.] You sure you're not the one who needs help with that?
[She smiles and oh god is she flirting, Buffy, you have things back home to worry about (boys, even!), and then actually stops to consider the whole thing.]
So this is a common thing? This Twilight Zone shtick?
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[Wait, what did she just say? He yanks his blankets up higher just in case and tries not to die because she probably didn't even mean that but now she's going to think that...just...damn it.]
Um, do you mean the aliens? Yeah, they're normal. Well. No, it's definitely completely insane, actually. But somehow it starts to feel normal eventually.
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Er...well, hellish?
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Uh! I heard something about poetry too...but I wasn't paying much attention. [Yawnstretch.] Anyway, if aliens are normal where you come from I guess you'll be fine here.
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[Nice cover, Buffy. Nice NOT cover.]
Well, if you take alien in a varying direction, maybe it's normal. You know, for crazy old guys in beaten-up trucks in the middle of Kansas or something.
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[Blink. He's starting to suspect this is either a really weird dream, or you're not all there. Then again, he was the one who mentioned biting Vogons.]
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You don't happen to live under a rock, do you?
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[He's staring a little. Can't help it. You're so different from any of the girls he knows.]
Or I used to, anyway. You must be from America, right?
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