MCA #0, the Wee Hours
With everything he'd talked about yesterday with Parker and today with Willow, Isabel, Dawn and Alanna swirling around in his head, Xander had taken a long walk before finally heading back to his - his WTF - apartment. It hadn't really settled anything, but at least it had tired him out enough that he didn't think he'd be lying awake staring at the ceiling while stuff kept swirling.
Xander frowned when he entered the bedroom, though, because he knew for a fact that the bed had been empty when he left this afternoon.
Now there was a green stuffed frog sitting on his pillow.
Not that this was all that weird normally, but now? He narrowed his eye, then picked it up and carried it over to the shelf where it belonged.
...Fandom. It's Fandom, not Sunnydale, he repeated to himself when the lights were out and he had the blanket pulled up to his chin and he heard the soft *thump* *thump* *thump* of something hopping across the floor and landing on his bed. Which didn't stop him from pulling the covers up to his head and deciding he'd deal with it in the morning.
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[NFB, since fuzzygreenthing is omgsekrit]
Xander frowned when he entered the bedroom, though, because he knew for a fact that the bed had been empty when he left this afternoon.
Now there was a green stuffed frog sitting on his pillow.
Not that this was all that weird normally, but now? He narrowed his eye, then picked it up and carried it over to the shelf where it belonged.
...Fandom. It's Fandom, not Sunnydale, he repeated to himself when the lights were out and he had the blanket pulled up to his chin and he heard the soft *thump* *thump* *thump* of something hopping across the floor and landing on his bed. Which didn't stop him from pulling the covers up to his head and deciding he'd deal with it in the morning.
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[NFB, since fuzzygreenthing is omgsekrit]