( Now arriving in Sunnydale )

So, after a hard day of ... doing not so much, I come home, practically burn the house down, and now Ahn is telling me she wants a dog. A puppy. A small, licking creature that's evil. Wouldn't be so bad, but she mentioned that it would give us 'practice.' Practice -- the only thing I'm guessing for is kids. Kids that we'd have to raise in a town ( Read more... )

I felt this strange sensation. A feeling? Yes. I had a feeling and I knew exactly what it was. Finally, it's time! Time for ( Read more... )

(continued from hereLindsey wasn't saying anything. In fact he was hardly moving at all, and I began to worry that he'd drawn into himself so much that he was never going to come back out again ( Read more... )

The night was dark and silent, bringing back plenty of memories for me... patrolling these streets with Buffy, spending time with her friends, defending the world from the Hellmouth ( Read more... )

After settling Cordelia up on the couch with enough pillows to smother a football team, a glass of ice water, migraine medicine, and something to read, I went upstairs to get our rooms ready. She hadn't asked me to do that for her, but I figured if she was hurting, then she probably wouldn't want to deal with finding a room and settling in. I ( Read more... )

After my unfortunate run in with Willow at the Summers' house, I headed back to my own apartment. As I drove back, I kept replaying in my head what I'd said to her, trying to work out where I had gone wrong, where I'd mistepped in my attempts to make her realise how reckless she had been in trying to resurrect Buffy. Eventually I gave up, and ( Read more... )

Party could be a good way to relax, even though the said party would be full with people who are watching over you or what the hell ever. I need relaxation. Dancing and stuff like that. It would be nice to get drunk or something too, but I hardly see that happening. I wonder if I think that I'm drunk long enough would I start to feel drunk? Like ( Read more... )

Finding a room in this “hotel” that didn’t have dead humans littering the decor wasn’t easy, so in the end I settled for cleaning one out myself…Dru and I had to get some minions. The room could have been worse, god knows I'd stayed in worse...of course I'd stayed in far better too, but then I had to remind myself; I wasn't in Sunnydale fine dining ( Read more... )

Choking as I woke up I tried to breathe, clutching my hands to my neck I looked up wide eyed at...Angel. "Your here." My voice came out in a ragged whisper. The vision, those demons...blinking back tears I nodded. "Fine, pills are in that bag...you have to go." Stopping to try and swallow I hated the visions, hated the pain, hated my stupid ( Read more... )