Yep. Just here babysitting...

Apr 07, 2005 20:36

So, you may be wondering what a wonderfully well-endowed ex-vengeance demon, and her kind of dorky boyfriend who has no appreciation for the value of a dollar, or how evil rabbits actually are, are doing at the Summer's residence. Well, I'll tell you, because that's what I do. I say what everyone else is too afraid to say. Like you know, that we're ( Read more... )

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invisibletoher April 8 2005, 16:10:54 UTC
Anya's so cute when she has coffee, she's all bouncey and babbly..alot like when she's not caffinated. So a night of sex turned into a night of babysitting not like I really had a problem with it, Dawn was youn...she had to go to bed around what...7:00? I wish I could remember being a teenager...just uh, an attractive one that had a few less swirleys and bad grades.

I put another pot of coffee on when I heard Anya open the door in her usual greeting. I sat down the pot and walked into the living room slipping my arm around her waist. "Who is it baby?"

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finn_sam April 9 2005, 15:48:27 UTC
Shortly after Riley left I got on the phone and called my superior officers, more specifically the office of my commanding officer. If Riley really thought this was that important, I should be willing to go help too. After all he is my husband, and it is my job. After a lovely game of phone tag, and waiting to have my papers approved I received clearance to go to Sunnydale ( ... )

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silly_anya April 9 2005, 16:03:34 UTC
Great. Some stranger who wants to come in the house, and probably ruin my night some more ( ... )

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made_by_monks April 10 2005, 18:17:43 UTC
I had just eased open the window of my room when I heard the faint sound of someone knocking on the front door.

"This is just great." I grumbled, giving a glance to the closed door of my room. Well it was not like I could sneak out now with someone or a couple someones standing at the front door. Probably more people sent here to babysit me, like I really need a babysitter. I'm 16 for crying out loud, who at 16 has a babysitter?

I decided to venture downstairs and see who we had for company. Maybe in the mild confusion I could just sneak out the front door when they were all in a semi deep conversation.

I walked about halfway down the stairs when I saw Anya, well her backside as she was standing in the open doorway talking to some woman by the tone of the voice.

"Who is it, Anya?" I asked after a moment as it was very apparent Anya was in no way letting the woman inside.

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invisibletoher April 11 2005, 15:12:42 UTC
"Anya, honey" I said wrapping my arms around her shoulders. "Maybe you should be a little less rude when addressing people at the door." I smiled apologetically to the woman at the door, stroking Anya's shoulders gently.

"Hi there, this isn't our house" I said increasingly fearing thw wrath of my girlfriend. "We're just watchign the kid..well actually we haven't seen her yet because there was coffee..." I trailed. She wasn't half bad on the eyes...I did the non-chalant ring check..she failed...dammit...married.

"who'd you say you were again?" "I looke dback down to Anya, they normaly don't sell stuff if they're wearing camo..." I trailed once again..did she say Finn??

"So you're uh Riley's wife...uh huh..." I shut the door in te woman's face. "Oh man, where's someone wiht good decision making skills when you need them..." I looked around and spotted dawn. "It's for you." I said with a nervous smile motioning towards the door.

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silly_anya April 13 2005, 22:36:04 UTC
'Oh man, where's someone with good decision making skills when you need them...It's for you ( ... )

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made_by_monks April 14 2005, 00:40:26 UTC
"Did you just close the door on someone, Xander?" Ok, that was the real polite thing to do. I could not believe Xander had done that.

"It's for you."

"Who is it?" Alright this was getting really weird. Someone is at the door for me and neither Anya nor Xander want to let this person inside the house.

"Are you okay, did something fall and hit you impairing your thought process? Besides my hand of course. Dawn is your idea of someone with good decision making skills? Okay, first of all she's Dawn. Second of all she's Dawn. She's a kid, she's not even a kid, she's a fake kid; that got Buffy killed. And the little brat probably just came down to try and sneak out. "

"Anya, I'm standing right here, which means I can hear everything you are saying." I said to Anya, casting her a slight glare while I took the last few steps down the stairs. My fingers curled around the handle of the door once I reached it and slowly drew the door open.

"Can I help you?" I asked peering out around the door at the woman standing on the other side.

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invisibletoher April 14 2005, 18:40:56 UTC
I sighed, rolling my eyes slightly. "Ahn, honey, you can't have old times with someone you've never met before. And this is Dawn's house, if she wants to let strangers into her house she can..." why couldn't Anya realize that it wasn't really up to us who came into Dawn's house I mean we weer just the babysitters you know... Not that it mattered I heard the doorknob turn gently and the every cheerful and childish "Can I help you?"

I snapped quickly out of my condenscending tone and a huge grin spread across my face. "Yes, can we help you...Dawn's Casa es su casa." I clasped my hands together, fearing the wrathing of another one of Anya's beatings.

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