The cheerleading statue in the case next to Xander ( was staring at him... )

January 28th, 2003Usually if Xander was going to sneak off by himself -- not that he was the king of sneak these days since a) cellphone and b) everybody who needed to know knew where he was hiding -- he'd take his laptop and hit the Espresso Pump. Free wireless, all the coffee-flavored sugar he could suck down, and the open-air cafe thing gave ( Read more... )

November 12th, 2002, evening

Patrolling a cemetery by himself would be stupid, and Xander might be dumb sometimes, but he wasn't stupid. That's why he wasn't patrolling a cemetery by himself. He was just hanging around. In a cemetery. By himself.

( Okay, not really. )

Ten years from now if you ask Xander Harris what he remembers about today, it'll be the same things he could list off when he wakes up tomorrow. What's sharp and what's blurred won't change. It's utterly random and utterly not, less about meaning than it is about sounds, pictures, the feeling of wind whipping his clothes and slicing into his cheek ( Read more... )

From: xharris@ucsd.edu
To: m.parker@fandomhigh.net, bridge.carson@fandomhigh.net

( Dear Parker and Bridge: )

E-mail sent from a cell-phone, stopped at a traffic light:

( Dear Dawn )

Five Things Xander Didn't Say To Buffy The Minute She Got Home

1. "WTF?"
2. "SPIKE?"
3. "WTFSPIKE?"
4. "OMGWTFSPIKE?"
5. "OMGWTFBBQSPIKE?"

Five Things He Did Say

1. "How's your mom?"
2. "Are you okay?"
3. "I saved you some pizza."
4. "You feel up to looking at the Algebra homework?"
5. "Seriously, Spike?" Because it made her eyes get big for ( Read more... )

*ring*

( Xander's House Of Pizza, can I help you? )

To: bridge.carson@fandomhigh.net
From: xharris@ucsd.edu
Subject: Happy Anniversary

( Dear Bridge: )

[Xander's arrival in Sunnydale is here, in fh_alumni. Reposted here just for completeness' sake.]

( Welcome back to the Hellmouth )