Inside your heart it's black and it's hollow and it's cold
"Yeah, well, you can't trust people. I should've learned that by now."
"I realize this is gonna sound funny coming from someone that just spent a lot of time kicking your face... but you can trust me."
"Is that right?"
"I know I kept secrets, but I didn't have a choice. I'm on your side."
"I'm on my side, and that's enough."
Figured I'd let B cool her jets for a little while. Mostly I just needed to clear my own head after all that shit went down with Gwendolyn Post bein' a big fat faker and then Buff hidin' her undead boytoy from all of us. Shit. They should just start callin' her Buffy the Vampire Fucker. What was up with that? She goes off and hides this wicked dangerous Angel guy from all her friends even though he apparently terrorized 'em all last year and then they all just up and forgive her. It was like she could seriously do no wrong. When I peeked my head around the corner into the library earlier in the afternoon I saw 'em all comfy cozy sittin' around the table like some big happy family. Course I didn't get included on all the cute little Scooby meetings even after that big stupid Hallmark moment about how I could trust her. Yeah right. Couldn't trust anybody. My whole life what do I got? Pretty much jack. What'd she get? The whole kitten caboodle and it didn't even matter how many vampires she fucked.
Whatever. I still had me and that'd been good enough for the last sixteen years, I'd make due til that one last final fight. Then? Well, then that was anybody's guess.
Either way? I got shit all else to do and I was wicked bored. Did a few sweeps of the local cemetary, went cruisin' at the Bronze for the next available cutie but was havin' zilch with the luck. Thought about trackin' down Xander and takin' him for a test drive. Knew that'd really burn B up. She had a serious problem with sharin' her people. That was cool. Not like I needed 'em anyway, just fun to watch her squirm. Shit. Sometimes it was just way too easy. When nothin' turned up at the Bronze in the way of easy lay I decided to go kick it over the hellmouth. Lookin' for a fight go right to the source, right? Figured there had to be some kinda nasty lurkin' around Sunnydale High. And if there wasn't? Well, I was sure I could cause some trouble somewhere. Feelin' all kinds of restless and if I didn't get a little release before bedtime? I was gonna be one cranky slayer.
I was strollin' down the hallway wonderin' if B was hangin' around somewhere. Oh wait. Why would little Miss Priss be here when this wasn't where Angel lived. Fuck. I shook my head and snickered a little bit before I heard voices comin' from one of the classrooms. They sounded familiar. With a frown I quietly crept around the corner and looked into the classroom where I saw B's bestest pals. Score. Willow and Xander.
"...de-lusting spell... for us. I thought it would go better if you didn't know."
I frowned. Why was Willow doin' a de-lusting spell for her and Xan? A small smirk crept over my face. Wouldn't Queen C love to get a load of this one? Her honey was off makin' eyes at nerds on parade. Bet this would get B's panties all in a twist.
"Are you nuts, or have you forgotten that I tend to have bad luck with these sorts of spells?"
"But you said you wished that these feelings could just go away."
Was thinkin' about crashin' on their little party and lettin' 'em know that now they were gonna have to play nice if they wanted me to keep their secret. Was gonna when my demon radar started goin' off like mad. Vamp. Definitely a vamp hangin' around here somewhere. As much fun as it'd be to watch Red and Xander squirm a little bit? I had bigger fish to fry. Squirming could come later.
Headin' back down the hallway it wasn't long til I saw a loping figure in a long black trench coat swaggering down the halls of SunnyD high. A smirk twitched up the corner of my mouth as a wave of Jack Daniels hit my senses. Shit. Maybe it wasn't demon radar but booze that was givin' this guy away. He was gonna be a pushover if he was half as drunk as he smelled. Suddenly he kinda stopped and looked around. Looked like the bad boy had his own slayerdar goin' crazy on his senses. Wondered what that did to him. Always wondered what it felt like to the demons that felt the slayer nearby. Did they get that warm little tingle between their thighs? Knew I couldn't be the only one feelin' that one. Course B felt it too, not that she'd ever admit it.
What could I say? Slaying makes me hungry and horny.
"I realize this is gonna sound funny coming from someone that just spent a lot of time kicking your face... but you can trust me."
"Is that right?"
"I know I kept secrets, but I didn't have a choice. I'm on your side."
"I'm on my side, and that's enough."
Figured I'd let B cool her jets for a little while. Mostly I just needed to clear my own head after all that shit went down with Gwendolyn Post bein' a big fat faker and then Buff hidin' her undead boytoy from all of us. Shit. They should just start callin' her Buffy the Vampire Fucker. What was up with that? She goes off and hides this wicked dangerous Angel guy from all her friends even though he apparently terrorized 'em all last year and then they all just up and forgive her. It was like she could seriously do no wrong. When I peeked my head around the corner into the library earlier in the afternoon I saw 'em all comfy cozy sittin' around the table like some big happy family. Course I didn't get included on all the cute little Scooby meetings even after that big stupid Hallmark moment about how I could trust her. Yeah right. Couldn't trust anybody. My whole life what do I got? Pretty much jack. What'd she get? The whole kitten caboodle and it didn't even matter how many vampires she fucked.
Whatever. I still had me and that'd been good enough for the last sixteen years, I'd make due til that one last final fight. Then? Well, then that was anybody's guess.
Either way? I got shit all else to do and I was wicked bored. Did a few sweeps of the local cemetary, went cruisin' at the Bronze for the next available cutie but was havin' zilch with the luck. Thought about trackin' down Xander and takin' him for a test drive. Knew that'd really burn B up. She had a serious problem with sharin' her people. That was cool. Not like I needed 'em anyway, just fun to watch her squirm. Shit. Sometimes it was just way too easy. When nothin' turned up at the Bronze in the way of easy lay I decided to go kick it over the hellmouth. Lookin' for a fight go right to the source, right? Figured there had to be some kinda nasty lurkin' around Sunnydale High. And if there wasn't? Well, I was sure I could cause some trouble somewhere. Feelin' all kinds of restless and if I didn't get a little release before bedtime? I was gonna be one cranky slayer.
I was strollin' down the hallway wonderin' if B was hangin' around somewhere. Oh wait. Why would little Miss Priss be here when this wasn't where Angel lived. Fuck. I shook my head and snickered a little bit before I heard voices comin' from one of the classrooms. They sounded familiar. With a frown I quietly crept around the corner and looked into the classroom where I saw B's bestest pals. Score. Willow and Xander.
"...de-lusting spell... for us. I thought it would go better if you didn't know."
I frowned. Why was Willow doin' a de-lusting spell for her and Xan? A small smirk crept over my face. Wouldn't Queen C love to get a load of this one? Her honey was off makin' eyes at nerds on parade. Bet this would get B's panties all in a twist.
"Are you nuts, or have you forgotten that I tend to have bad luck with these sorts of spells?"
"But you said you wished that these feelings could just go away."
Was thinkin' about crashin' on their little party and lettin' 'em know that now they were gonna have to play nice if they wanted me to keep their secret. Was gonna when my demon radar started goin' off like mad. Vamp. Definitely a vamp hangin' around here somewhere. As much fun as it'd be to watch Red and Xander squirm a little bit? I had bigger fish to fry. Squirming could come later.
Headin' back down the hallway it wasn't long til I saw a loping figure in a long black trench coat swaggering down the halls of SunnyD high. A smirk twitched up the corner of my mouth as a wave of Jack Daniels hit my senses. Shit. Maybe it wasn't demon radar but booze that was givin' this guy away. He was gonna be a pushover if he was half as drunk as he smelled. Suddenly he kinda stopped and looked around. Looked like the bad boy had his own slayerdar goin' crazy on his senses. Wondered what that did to him. Always wondered what it felt like to the demons that felt the slayer nearby. Did they get that warm little tingle between their thighs? Knew I couldn't be the only one feelin' that one. Course B felt it too, not that she'd ever admit it.
What could I say? Slaying makes me hungry and horny.