You always knew she was afraid of...
Mission: Impossible?
Xander tried his special puppy eyes.
“No.”
“Come on!”
“No.”
He met her infamous ‘Resolve Face’ with one of his own.
“No. I must finish this essay and then I still have a plethora of Math exercises to finish!”
She was serious, he realised. A last resort was necessary. “I won’t tell Jesse you freed his pet frog because you were too scared of it.”
“You wouldn’t!”
Xander grinned.
Willow finally capitulated. It was Jesse’s fault, really. He should be in Sunnydale and not on a family trip. “Alright, I’ll go, but you better don’t scream when Jason kills someone!”
Nightmares.
Willow sat alone in the classroom.
She knew her friends tended to be dilatory, but shouldn’t the teacher be here already?
A frog’s carcass laid on front of her.
Suddenly the room was bustling with life. Relieved, Willow knew the boys would handle it. Both Jesse and Xander loved dissecting frogs.
But they weren’t there.
With trepidation Willow realised that she was alone. She approached her table warily. The frog still laid there.
Taking the scalpel she decided to do it quickly.
Just as the scalpel touched the clammy skin, its eyes flew open and fixed on hers.
Willow screamed.
A.N.: The longer version is creepier in a way I never thought Willow could be creepy. At least not when I was writing her.... she's usually so sweet in me stories!
A not so Fair Cause
Willow stood nervously in front of the Council’s Board.
“Yours is a very unexpected proposal, Miss Rosenberg,” began Mrs. Rino.
Another teacher appraised her curiously. “We didn’t know our students were worried about the environment, much less that they took interest in preserving it.”
Willow heard some snickers, but held her ground anyway. “I- I’m i-interested... sir.”
“A very laudable attitude too, young lady,” he continued. “But, a campaign not to have frogs as part of the Biology classes?”
Willow blushed brightly. It probably hadn’t been the best idea.
But she had to try.
Anything to get rid of them.