Title: But wait! Theres more...
Author: dulcinea
Feedback: I like feedback. I'm not the best proof-reader of my own writing. So let me know what doesn't make any sense or if you spot any grammer/spelling errors.
Spoilers: I've seen all of s6 so far, so I might refer to anything up to the latest episodes...
Note: Even I don't know where this is going yet. I spent too much of my afternoon watching infomercials, then i went to work.
Disclaimers: The characters aren't mine, and I'll never claim that they are. Sorry Joss, and ME. Also, I'll probably rip off dialogue and song lyrics as I go.
Rating: at the moment, it's looking like a "G"
It was late afternoon. The TV was on, the redhead was lying on the couch, engrossed in the TV. And enjoying the heat of another body, cuddled up by her side. It had been a long time since she’d had the benefit of such close contact. Willow was in no hurry to move, as she didn’t want to wake her new friend up. And anyway, she wanted to know how many payments of $39.95 it would take before she owned her very own "personal fitness center" that would easily pack away under her bed. Chuck Norris had even endorsed it.
Buffy was in a good mood – better than good, actually. Nearing on euphoric. Her shift was over, and she was looking forward to three whole days off.
I’m going to blob…well, and patrol too…but my aim is to do nothing all day…unless Willow or Dawn are up for a little shopping…. And, as Buffy opened the backdoor leading to the Summers’ residence kitchen, she smiled even more widely – remembering why she hadn’t eaten her dinner at work, as she usually did.
The first thing Buffy heard as she walked into the kitchen, was Willow shouting from the living area…"DAWN, are you going to ring for a pizza, or do I have to get up". Dawn was sitting at the kitchen bench, grimacing. "Buffy, I’ve had to put up with this all day! She hasn’t moved from the couch since I got home! I don’t even know if she went to class…And it wouldn’t be so bad if she would watch something other than INFOMERCIALS!!!! Someone kill me now." Dawn sighed dramatically, as only a 15 year old girl can do.
"I know, I know…I got back from patrolling the other night, and found her sitting watching Billy Blanks TaeBo workout"
but it looked kinda fun…hmmm..what was that phone number again? "Other than the infomercial watching, how are Willow and my favourite new friend getting along?"
Dawn snapped at Buffy wearily "You have legs…the living room’s thataway…I’m going to get the kitchen cleared up a little"
Buffy left Dawn to it…she could live without listening to Dawn complain while she washed up the breakfast dishes.
eww, and I think I still smell of beef fat…ick…I’ll say hi to Will and Jimmy…then a quick shower before dinner"Hey Will…..hello ‘Jimmy with the cutest green eyes and AWWWW….Willow look!! He yawned at me then did the cutest little thing with that big paw of his" Buffy wasn’t usually easily swayed by the sight of her best friend, but Willow and her new cat, Jimmy, just looked so cute together curled up on the sofa. And, well, Jimmy was a bit of a charmer. Dawn had the bright idea of going to the pound and getting a new kitten for Willow – since..well, since she seemed a bit lonely, with Tara and Amy the rat no longer around. Especially since Tara…
So, Dawn and Buffy had got up early on Saturday morning, and headed to the pound. They’d intended to get a new little kitten – black and white, just like the kitten that Tara and Willow had shared back when they were in the dorms. But, as they had walked in, they heard a loud "meow", and had their attention diverted to the biggest, fluffiest cat they had ever seen. And from first sight, they both knew that they couldn’t go home without him. Willow had also been captivated by his charm from the moment Dawn presented the new pet to her. They’d been inseparable since.
"hi buffy, hows it going?" Willow asked, not looking away from the screen. "do you think I need those tapes? I’m thinking I could do with listening to those tapes"
"Willow, you don’t need Tony Robbins to build your self esteem…you are doing fine all by yourself"
"yeah, I know, but after 20 minutes of watching, I feel like I need them…Luckily the phone is too far away, and I can’t move."
Buffy grinned. Infomercials or not, Willow certainly looked quite content.
But, little does she know what we have planned for tonight..well, not us exactly…"I’m off to shower the grease away"
"cool…I’ve asked Dawn to order us a Pizza"
"yeah, I heard you
ask when I walked in" Buffy wandered out of the living room and up the stairs, toward a nice hot shower…
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"whatcha watchin’ Will?" Dawn asked as she flopped down on the floor next to the sofa.
"nothing" Willow returned her attention back to the TV. "Dawn, could you do me a favour?"
Dawn considered the request. Asking for a ‘favour’ was one of Willow’s usual ways to get Dawn to do her homework. "sure, unless it involves doing my homework"
"no, ummm…could you get me the phone….and my credit card? I left it on the dining table. I think we need one of those things"
"what things?"
Willow motioned to the TV…"those things!!…a benchtop rotisserie grill…then we could cook a big turkey every Sunday…it only takes 12 minutes a pound!"
Just then, they heard Buffy thumping down the stairs, and a knock at the door. Dawn jumped up and ran to the door, only barely making it to before Buffy crashed into her.
What is up with the 2 stooges? Must be the pizza guy…maybe he’s really cute or something… Willow aimlessly scratched Jimmy’s head as she went back to her infomercial marathon
I still think I need one of those. Look how the fat drips off, it’s so healthy! She could hear Buffy and Dawn talking to someone in the hall.
it mustn’t be the pizza guy…I wonder who it is There was another muffled voice. A female, Willow thought. A kinda familiar female voice.
"Willow? Hi"
It took a few seconds for Willow to realise who was speaking to her. "Tara!" she squeaked, as she sat up, momentarily forgetting about the cat who had been asleep on her chest. "AAARGH….OWWWW" Willow screached again "CLAWS…NOT THE CLAWS"
Tara stood in the doorway, flanked by the Summer’s women. A slight smile crossed her lips as she saw the cute grimace Willow made when the cat had grabbed hold. The smile turned to a frown as she saw the red gashes down Willows neck. "Umm, hey Will, who's your cute friend?"
TBC…