( Dear Buffy... )

You'd think Willow would have memorized the layout of the school by now. But when you combine the headiness of a bookfair with the exhaustion of her morning wake-up call it was far too easy for her to fall into daydreaming and lose track of where she was.

Then she heard it.

Ribbit.

Ribbit.She slowly turned around to find herself backed into a ( Read more... )

Willow woke up from a pleasant, if surreal, dream about knightly kittens and their fair kitten maidens and pondered all the fun things she had to do today, like the book fair, and magic, and spending time with Peter.

She opened her eyes.

A frog stared back at her.

Willow screamed.

LOUD.

[ooc: frog is real, there are possibly others in the ( Read more... )