We get to the house in record time. Fred kinda drives like a maniac but it doesn't bother me. I don't think I'd be any better in this situation. And we're both pretty pissed off
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I look at Andrew in surprise as he screams. Wow. That was definitely one of the gayest things I've ever heard. Although Andrew, he is kind of a pansy.
Drumming my fingers on my arms, I look at Jonathan, absorbing the information that he'd just revealed. The orbs of Nezzla-whatever... "They can make him invincible?" I ask, just to be sure. Yeah, we definitely don't want the geeks getting their hands on these. Who knows how many Star Trek figurines they'll steal from the comic shop.
Although I think that's what Jonathan would do. Warren... he's their leader. He's the one hurting people, and even Jonathan, his friend, is scared of him. Not that that means anything, 'cause it's Jonathan, and he's scared of me... but still. He's all pale and sweaty and shaky, and aside from looking down on him, I pity him somewhat. It must've taken a lot of guts to walk into our house like that. Not that I'm sympathizing
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much as I should feel bad for Andrew in this situation, I'm just glad it's not me. I'm glad, for once, that everyone seems to forget I'm there and go on about what they were doing. Maybe being invisible does come in handy sometimes, I know I always said that in highschool when the older guys were looking for someone to beat up. They'd find Warren or Tucker first because well, they were tall and uh- noticeable.
It's not like they're going to kill him. They don't do that, and they're Buffy's friends, if she were here, she wouldn't let- okay but she's not.
"Oh no, there will be no hog tying. I am nobody's pig in a blanket!"
The look on everyone's faces indicates that they don't really seem to care about my non-processed pork product condition, so I stand from the couch, hands still raised to indicate I'm not doing anything tricky and turn to Buffy's sister and the scary Texas woman.
"Look, you don't need to tie me up, honestly. I'll stay. I won't try and escape. I've learned from enough Charlie's Angels reruns on the Superstation that it is always foolish to try and escape from the bad ass chicks, as it just makes them more angry...and honestly, if you two were anymore fury...I'd expect you to be going all She-Hulk on me."
...and really I couldn't think of anything more scary. As it was the situation was bad already. I didn't want rope burn to boot.
"So, I'll stay. I'll do what ever you want, just don't tie me up."
My arms were loaded down with snacks and a large pizza. Some things don't change, even when the world is spinning out of control. I was always going to be snack guy or fix that guy. Popping open a beer I leaned against the island there alone in the kitchen listening to the voices in the outer rooms.
The voices should be different in there. It should be the Scoobies. We are were the ones that did this, not Dawnie. She's like our little sister, not Slayer Junior. And this Fred girl, not so sure about her. But at least they are on the case. Something I have been lacking in for how long. Forever.
Pushing off the island I made my way for the living room.
"Oh come on, Andrew I think the tying you up would be fun. Have some rope in the car."
Looking over at Dawn I winked, hands in my pockets. Guess it's time for me to get back to work. Get back to fighting the evil things in the night.
"Damn right you're staying." I kind of can't believe the words that are coming out of my mouth. I'm really taking control here. I mean, Giles told me to, but I'm really doing it. I'm like her now
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Drumming my fingers on my arms, I look at Jonathan, absorbing the information that he'd just revealed. The orbs of Nezzla-whatever... "They can make him invincible?" I ask, just to be sure. Yeah, we definitely don't want the geeks getting their hands on these. Who knows how many Star Trek figurines they'll steal from the comic shop.
Although I think that's what Jonathan would do. Warren... he's their leader. He's the one hurting people, and even Jonathan, his friend, is scared of him. Not that that means anything, 'cause it's Jonathan, and he's scared of me... but still. He's all pale and sweaty and shaky, and aside from looking down on him, I pity him somewhat. It must've taken a lot of guts to walk into our house like that. Not that I'm sympathizing ( ... )
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I stand up, and for good measure reach down and grab Andrew's ear and haul him up on his feet.
"Lucky for you, I'm from Texas. So if you can provide the space to store him..."
I look now at Dawn with a smile.
"...I can provide the hog-tyin'."
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It's not like they're going to kill him. They don't do that, and they're Buffy's friends, if she were here, she wouldn't let- okay but she's not.
That's just the first thing that's wrong lately.
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"Oh no, there will be no hog tying. I am nobody's pig in a blanket!"
The look on everyone's faces indicates that they don't really seem to care about my non-processed pork product condition, so I stand from the couch, hands still raised to indicate I'm not doing anything tricky and turn to Buffy's sister and the scary Texas woman.
"Look, you don't need to tie me up, honestly. I'll stay. I won't try and escape. I've learned from enough Charlie's Angels reruns on the Superstation that it is always foolish to try and escape from the bad ass chicks, as it just makes them more angry...and honestly, if you two were anymore fury...I'd expect you to be going all She-Hulk on me."
...and really I couldn't think of anything more scary. As it was the situation was bad already. I didn't want rope burn to boot.
"So, I'll stay. I'll do what ever you want, just don't tie me up."
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The voices should be different in there. It should be the Scoobies. We are were the ones that did this, not Dawnie. She's like our little sister, not Slayer Junior. And this Fred girl, not so sure about her. But at least they are on the case. Something I have been lacking in for how long. Forever.
Pushing off the island I made my way for the living room.
"Oh come on, Andrew I think the tying you up would be fun. Have some rope in the car."
Looking over at Dawn I winked, hands in my pockets. Guess it's time for me to get back to work. Get back to fighting the evil things in the night.
"So Giles, where do you need me?"
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"Dawn I think you could take him out with a slap to the wrist. Don't really think that rope is needed here. Unless you really want it."
Shrugging I made for the front door before turning back around and smiling at her.
"Did you really want it?"
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