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"This is nice!" I said to Dawn, as we walked outside the Bronze, the music thumping behind us. "The walking, and the us." I added a little defeatedly. "But the sitting alone at the table watching everyone else have fun, that was ranking in my top ten favorite things never to do again." I managed a weak laugh. My heart wasn't into joke making, not now.
"So, Dawn, here we are, again, with the walking, and the casual conversation. I'm begining to sense a pattern." I said making once again with the lame laughs. "Do you see anymore hugging, or staking of the vampires in our near future?"
We joked lightly about Buffy's rather bad driving habits, I had become Mr. Chauffer guy, which was cool with me. I liked to do the driving, of the Dawn. It was one of the ways I got to know her so well. I mean you've never known a girl until you pick her up at 7:30 every morning (give or take lateness) and hear her talk incoherantly as she tries to wake up. Oh those are fun times. Especially since she keeps me well posted on what is, and isn't cool with the kids now a days. I'm so in the loop, I'm begining to feel hip. Oh I'm good.
We had both decided to come out here, together, everyone had their S.O.'s their mental, and emotional, best friends,or in Anya and Cordy's case orgasm buddies. And here we were drawn together as a pair, simply because we were lacking what everyone else held so precious and dear. One of those ironic things that comes back to bite you in the ass.
"So, Dawn." I said clasping my hands together, "Nice uh.." shirt, hair, eyes, personality, I love you, I always have, or, "weather we're having huh?" I asked looking up to the half moon that hung lazily in the sky. "Very nightish." I said, pressing my lips together in a thin line. "And the award for the lamest converstaion ever goes to Xander Harris!" I changed my voice a little in attempts to immitate an announcer. "Oh wow Bob, Xander looks so surprised, but deep down inside no one out there deserves this award more than he does, I mean he's earned it!"
Dawn giggled at my side, giggles were always good, especially of the Dawn variety. She looked so great, so beautiful, as she brushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear.
"So, since I've had the chane to woo you with my comical abilities, what say you have a turn to do the..wooing..?" I asked with a grin, we stopped our walk, and were now facing each other.
"Ok." She said with an akward smile, "Wooing, give me a sec and I'll think of something," She bit her bottom lip, and placed her hand on her chin in a thought provoking position, "oh, ok I've got it!" She piped up, but before she could say anything I lunged in and beagn to tickle her from all sides.
"And the great Xander grows weary of his wait, and comes in for the Kill! Ha Ha Ha!" I said as I continued to tickle, and she squealed for help between laughs, and gasps for air.
"Xander! You jerk!" She said I the tickleing began to cease.
"Would you really want me any other way?" I asked with a goofy grin. "I mean come on, I'm handy, funny, I fit nicely into most storage bins, ok, I eat alot, but hey i'm in love with the slayer's sister, and....." As soon as the words were out I wanted nothing more than to take them back. "What I mean is, technicaly speaking I..uh, you see there's this thing, involving, shoestring, and a rocket launcher, very top secret...and...right now, I don't have time to talk about it........." I looked up to Dawn, expecting to see her bubbling over with rage, and hatred.
She wasn't. It was almost the direct opposite. She had a smile that surpassed all smiles I had ever seen. Her features were lit up like an Angel's.
"Ok, see positive progression..." I smiled from where I stood, a few feet away from her, and yet, I felt so close.
"So, Dawn, here we are, again, with the walking, and the casual conversation. I'm begining to sense a pattern." I said making once again with the lame laughs. "Do you see anymore hugging, or staking of the vampires in our near future?"
We joked lightly about Buffy's rather bad driving habits, I had become Mr. Chauffer guy, which was cool with me. I liked to do the driving, of the Dawn. It was one of the ways I got to know her so well. I mean you've never known a girl until you pick her up at 7:30 every morning (give or take lateness) and hear her talk incoherantly as she tries to wake up. Oh those are fun times. Especially since she keeps me well posted on what is, and isn't cool with the kids now a days. I'm so in the loop, I'm begining to feel hip. Oh I'm good.
We had both decided to come out here, together, everyone had their S.O.'s their mental, and emotional, best friends,or in Anya and Cordy's case orgasm buddies. And here we were drawn together as a pair, simply because we were lacking what everyone else held so precious and dear. One of those ironic things that comes back to bite you in the ass.
"So, Dawn." I said clasping my hands together, "Nice uh.." shirt, hair, eyes, personality, I love you, I always have, or, "weather we're having huh?" I asked looking up to the half moon that hung lazily in the sky. "Very nightish." I said, pressing my lips together in a thin line. "And the award for the lamest converstaion ever goes to Xander Harris!" I changed my voice a little in attempts to immitate an announcer. "Oh wow Bob, Xander looks so surprised, but deep down inside no one out there deserves this award more than he does, I mean he's earned it!"
Dawn giggled at my side, giggles were always good, especially of the Dawn variety. She looked so great, so beautiful, as she brushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear.
"So, since I've had the chane to woo you with my comical abilities, what say you have a turn to do the..wooing..?" I asked with a grin, we stopped our walk, and were now facing each other.
"Ok." She said with an akward smile, "Wooing, give me a sec and I'll think of something," She bit her bottom lip, and placed her hand on her chin in a thought provoking position, "oh, ok I've got it!" She piped up, but before she could say anything I lunged in and beagn to tickle her from all sides.
"And the great Xander grows weary of his wait, and comes in for the Kill! Ha Ha Ha!" I said as I continued to tickle, and she squealed for help between laughs, and gasps for air.
"Xander! You jerk!" She said I the tickleing began to cease.
"Would you really want me any other way?" I asked with a goofy grin. "I mean come on, I'm handy, funny, I fit nicely into most storage bins, ok, I eat alot, but hey i'm in love with the slayer's sister, and....." As soon as the words were out I wanted nothing more than to take them back. "What I mean is, technicaly speaking I..uh, you see there's this thing, involving, shoestring, and a rocket launcher, very top secret...and...right now, I don't have time to talk about it........." I looked up to Dawn, expecting to see her bubbling over with rage, and hatred.
She wasn't. It was almost the direct opposite. She had a smile that surpassed all smiles I had ever seen. Her features were lit up like an Angel's.
"Ok, see positive progression..." I smiled from where I stood, a few feet away from her, and yet, I felt so close.