Fanfic: "Xander!"
Title: "Xander!"
Summary: Willow, Xander, the Magic Box, research. That's not exactly Xander's idea of friday night fun.
Characters: Xander, Willow, Giles
Rating: PG
Word Count: 287
Author's Note: No beta; I'm deeply ashamed for any grammar or stylistic mistakes.
Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Ask Joss Whedon and Fox.
“So, Will, wanna play a 'whose-girlfriend-is-weirder' game?“
“Huh?“ The witch glanced up from Californian Creatures 101. “Xander, no. We have a research to do and... and hey, Tara's not weird!“ The book in front of her abruptly closed without her even touching it.
“She's very nice, that's without doubt. I'm just saying she-“
“She what? What exactly do you have in mind?“
“Well, she...“ Xander keenly snapped his fingers. “She always says jokes I don't get.“
“You always say jokes no one gets. And your girlfriend? Everything she says is just-“
“Okay, I get it. This round's mine. The Xandman wins again! He 's the brightest, the fastest and with the weirdest g-“
Quick steps approached the table. “You found the demon, Xander?“
“Giles!“ Willow exclaimed and promptly opened the book again while Xander stopped talking with his mouth opened and looked anyhow but prompt-like.
“I did what?“ He asked in an injured tone as if he was just accused of something wrong. “Oh. I did not... sir?“
“That almost sounded apologetically.“ Giles said dryly. “Now go on, we must be finished till dawn, so Buffy can carry on with her slaying. Willow?“ He gave her a critical look before heading back to the front part of the Magic Box.
For a second she stared at his back with but-I-didn't-do-anything expression on her face and then she resolutely turned back to Xander. “He's right. We only have few hours left. Let's do it.“
“... with the weirdest girlfriendage ever. So, up for Round 2: Bizarre Bed Stories?“ He glimpsed at his best friend, uncertain. “Okay, I'm quiet now.“
Summary: Willow, Xander, the Magic Box, research. That's not exactly Xander's idea of friday night fun.
Characters: Xander, Willow, Giles
Rating: PG
Word Count: 287
Author's Note: No beta; I'm deeply ashamed for any grammar or stylistic mistakes.
Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Ask Joss Whedon and Fox.
“So, Will, wanna play a 'whose-girlfriend-is-weirder' game?“
“Huh?“ The witch glanced up from Californian Creatures 101. “Xander, no. We have a research to do and... and hey, Tara's not weird!“ The book in front of her abruptly closed without her even touching it.
“She's very nice, that's without doubt. I'm just saying she-“
“She what? What exactly do you have in mind?“
“Well, she...“ Xander keenly snapped his fingers. “She always says jokes I don't get.“
“You always say jokes no one gets. And your girlfriend? Everything she says is just-“
“Okay, I get it. This round's mine. The Xandman wins again! He 's the brightest, the fastest and with the weirdest g-“
Quick steps approached the table. “You found the demon, Xander?“
“Giles!“ Willow exclaimed and promptly opened the book again while Xander stopped talking with his mouth opened and looked anyhow but prompt-like.
“I did what?“ He asked in an injured tone as if he was just accused of something wrong. “Oh. I did not... sir?“
“That almost sounded apologetically.“ Giles said dryly. “Now go on, we must be finished till dawn, so Buffy can carry on with her slaying. Willow?“ He gave her a critical look before heading back to the front part of the Magic Box.
For a second she stared at his back with but-I-didn't-do-anything expression on her face and then she resolutely turned back to Xander. “He's right. We only have few hours left. Let's do it.“
“... with the weirdest girlfriendage ever. So, up for Round 2: Bizarre Bed Stories?“ He glimpsed at his best friend, uncertain. “Okay, I'm quiet now.“