Buffy Fic - Fighting for Normal
Title: Fighting for Normal
Author: GwenythH
Rating: T
Warnings: language
Summary: Xander's feeling's on life as the "normal" Slayerette.
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy, Willow, Xander, Spike or any of the characters in Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Although I do wish I owned Xander and Spike.
Heehee. What fun I could have. But I digress. They belong to Joss, Mutant Enemy, Fox, WB or UPN (or anyone with the legal firepower to back up the claim.)
Spoilers: Showtime, Potential
Author's notes: Not betaed. Just a short little fic about everyday life.
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Fighting For Normal
Sometimes I wonder what the hell I'm doing. No, really. I have no "superpower" to slay vampires, no Wicca magic in my corner, no Watcher's Council or Coven power to back me up, no "power of the wish", no hairy, wolfy mojo and I'm certainly not the key. So I got nothing. Nada. Zip. Zilch.
Does that sound bitter?
Damn straight!
You see, I'm normal. In theory.
Don't get me wrong. I love Buffy, Dawn and the others. And I meant it when I told Dawnie she was extraordinary, cause she is. She plugs away at it day after day. While Buff goes out and trains potentials. Poor kid. She’s magic, but she can’t tap into it. And her big sister is off playing mentor to girls who aren’t her.
And Anya. She may not be a demon anymore, but she still has that aura of power you know. You can feel it. And she still has connections in the demon community.
Now me, I’m just the guy who fixes the broken windows and re-hangs the doors. Yep, that’s me. Mr. Fix-it. Plain old Xander.
The hard part is, they don’t get it. Dawnie does, and maybe An now, but not Willow or Buffy. Not even the G-man. And I try not to be bitter. After all, I got the best of it. I’m normal.
In high school Buffy tried to have a normal life - in spite of vamps and demons. But even Will and I couldn’t live a normal life after we met her. Sure, we could have tried, but it was too late. We knew the truth about what was in the shadows.
Then Willow started on her Wicca-girl thing and even she stopped being normal.
And Giles? The man wore tweed in California. That’s not normal.
All through high school we fought the forces of darkness while trying to be normal. But how many school girls dated a vampire or a werewolf? Hell, I dated a mummy for awhile. Guess I'm not normal after all. Not by a long shot.
There’s been murder and mayhem in our life for so long now that I marvel at the thought of people out there living without that.
And now that we’re out of high school? Buffy has her job as high school counselor, Willow has her classes and I’ve got my job in construction. Seems normal to anyone on the outside, but its not.
After all, how many people can carry on a conversation with their two best friends telepathically? Far from normal.
And I think we gave up on trying to be normal. No, we’re not trying anymore.
We’re fighting to be normal.
The End