Changing Indiana *27/02 Fly With Me

[hin768]

Loved the update..

“Yeah… Cream… we need to go make some cream," Chrissy whispered a few moments later.

very funny,made me giggle thinking back on my own experiences.

[Tank]

Tonto: hehe ahh yes theres always interesting events when a certauin green substance comes out...and hey it's the 70's


Hin768: Totally...parts of that chapter could be described as somewhat...non-fiction on my half lol

Thanks Roz once again for beta-ing
here we goooo

Chapter Thirteen

Tara’s wheels rode off the gravel as she hit the edge of Shelbyville. Even with the knowledge that her father was gone for a few weeks, she didn’t want to be at home. Relieved at knowing where at least one of the girls would be, she cycled over to the plot of land where their tree house sat. Just as Roberta had done, Tara leaned over, read the note and headed for the house.

Tara meekly opened the door and ducked her head to climb into the mini living room. She smiled at the sight of her friends and as her nose adjusted to the room, her face fell in confusion.

“W-wha… oh! Oh, man.” Tara squinted at the strength of the smell; it was highly potent and floated through every crevice possible.

“Taraaaa!!” She was greeted by a friendly yell from all four girls, who were sitting in a circle rocking back and forth with smiles up to their ears.

“Hi,” she said quietly, a little mystified at the situation. She stepped further into the house to take a seat in the beanbag next to Sam. For about 30 seconds all of them just stared at her with the same smiles plastered on their faces. Tara was starting to get nervous; she was waiting for one of them to explain but there was silence. She could hear the swings blowing in their slow steady pace from the summer night breeze.

30 seconds later, they were still smiling.

“So, um,” Tara said, coughing, “you guys got some, uh…”

“POT!!” they all yelled in unison and laughed, looking at each other in amazement.

“Did we just…? We did, didn’t we?” Teeny widened her eyes, looking around at everyone.

“We just, like, spoke at the same time,” Roberta concluded.

“Wow,” was muttered through the room a few times.

“You sure did,” Tara added, amused by how zoned her friends were.

Sam, her head now thrown back over the edge of her beanbag, stared up at the ceiling and seemed to be gargling. She threw a bag from her lap over to Tara without moving otherwise.

Tara fumbled around with it in her hands, unsure of what to do. She knew it was going to happen at some point, and all of her friends were… totally off their faces, so… She pushed her sensibility to the back of her mind, opened up the paper bag and pulled out the pre-rolled joint. She breathed out heavily, staring at it for a while, the smell of the room already causing her to slow down her movements. Roberta came and kneeled in front of her, merely inches apart, and flicked a lighter for her.

Tara breathed in, feeling the heavy smoke settle in her lungs, but it didn’t faze her. She blew out slowly, watching the billows slowly rise and she smiled.

“Dude, you’re like a pro!” Sam marveled, amazed that Tara wasn’t coughing her lung out like she had done.

“This is what you get from a father smoking around you 24/7, for years,” Tara said with some sadness.

Sam wrapped her arm around her shoulders and gave her a reassuring smile. “Just a small benefit from a crap thing,” she giggled.

A while later, Tara was starfishing on the floor. The tree house had never looked so beautiful, and it was warm, too. Blankets were everywhere, making it feel like a giant bed. She was about to close her eyes and have another dream about her Willow but Chrissy interrupted.

“So, I would usually keep my mouth shut...”

Uh oh, Tara thought. Everything registered in her head at once, but nothing was making her panic, as much as she tried.

“The picture…”

Come on, Tara, interrupt her or something! She was yelling to herself, but Chrissy's words just kept coming and hers kept falling into the back of her throat without a whisper of protest being uttered.

“It’s kind of odd, I mean, there it was, lying in a box, and then, boom, she’s like, right there, real, in front of me, and I’m a little confused, you know.”

“Uh huh,” was all Tara could get out.

“So…” Chrissy begged Tara to continue.

“So… I’m not gay or anything…” Chrissy's eyes shot open, only now realizing they were closed earlier. All three girls, except Roberta, sat up within a second.

Bravo, Tara! Well done! Congratulations! Nice hole you’re digging yourself there!
The blonde sighed to herself.

Oops.

[The Rose24]

I really don't picture Tara smoking weed.

[Tonto]

Hey there!

I don't really picture Tara smoking pot either but she definitely seems like she would fit in with other flower children and I guess that's what they did a lot of....smoke pot, that is.

I really enjoyed the update........I'm glad I'm not old enough to have known the 70s. The Brady's and the good music is about all I can handle from that decade. Come to think of it, I guess the 80s weren't much better with the big sweaters and big hair going on.

No Willow in this update!

I hope she's in the next one.........they are so cutie mcCute cute together!

[Tank]

The Rose24: I knew there would be a bit of controversy with this chapter, and Roz warned me. I understand readers views on Tara, but i'm writing her in the context of the era and experimentation as a teenager. Plus with her other four friends choosing to do this also, it would have had an effect on her decision so i decided to stick to my original plan. Sorry if it doesn't suit your interpretation. However, rest assured the pot thing isn't going to be a consistent story line with the girls, i felt it was something that i wanted to address at some point in the plot and now i have.

Actually on that note it would be good to hear any other views on this from kittens too.

Tonto: Also sorry about the lackage of Willow, i thought it was time too have a bit of a confrontation with Tara and her friends about her new love, and so a bit of a warning...next chapter will be in the tree house with the group aswell. BUT... I might just post the next few chapters together so you can have your Willow-fill aswell seeing as most of my chapters are fairly short. :-) Hope that works for ya

[Guppy]

I think with the rest of this story the weed fits in. It was something that they did then and part of rebelling.

I do enjoy this story. Now and Then is one of my favorite movies so of course Will and Tara only make it better!

[hin768]

Great update... can't wait to see how the rest of that conversation goes.

The scene definately rang true for me, I saw it as standard teenage experimentation and figured Tara would be up for that.

my 2 cents anyway

[Tonto]

Thanks Tank!

Only good can come out of you posting more than one chapter at a time!

I hope Tara finds the courage to tell her friends what's going on with Willow so that they don't have to keep meeting at the scary pond--the pond with lots and lots of scary frogs!

I can't wait for more!

[hin768]

yay very excited about potential multi updates.

[Tank]

i have the new chapter in my hot little hands

can you stand the heat?! Can You wait it out until the chapter after that is ready??! Can ya Punk?

heheheeheheh...

[Boadecia]

you're a meanie!!! plleeeeeeeeease!!!!

[Kaia]

Oh, come on!!!
If you have it then the nice thing would be to share it now, wouldn't it?

I'm sure we're all waiting.

K.

[Tank]

*slips chapter into back pocket*


You can wrestle for it hehehehe

[Tonto]

Well....looks like we'll have to duke it out for the next few chapters!

*slaps Tank with a glove* --signifying the duel. Bring it on!

------------------OR-----------------

The easy way.........

I could slip my very strong, very hungry fingers in your back pocket to collect my prize!


YOUR CHOICE?

[Tank]

ok, i'm too much of a wuss for glove slapping initiated duels, so here we go...

BUT....you'll be Willow less for a little longer, but Tonto's eager hands have taken oveerrrr...

Chapter Fourteen

Tara slapped her hand to her head and fell back down to the floor, hoping that what had happened was a dream.

“Okay, you can’t stop there!” Sam nudged, clearly interested in what was unfolding before her.

“I mean, oh, God, I said that all wrong. Okay, just give me a second here to get my wording right.” Tara lay down and tried to backtrace in any way possible so none of them would remember.

“Tara… Tara!” Teeny shook the blonde's shoulder violently.

“Come on, girl, we’ve been waiting here for like ten minutes for you to say something!”

“What? Ten minu-"

Roberta shot her a look that said 'Come on, tell us all what we already know.'

“So you know that girl, the one with the r-"

“You’re fucking the redhead?!” Sam proclaimed loud, enough for the neighbours to hear. Tara flushed bright red in less than a second; she not only let her head fall down, but combed the blonde hair through her fingers from the back of her neck over her face completely. She put her hands to her eyes and groaned in embarrassment.

“Oh… my… God.” Teeny stared in shock. “That is so… hot,” she finished.

“No,” Tara said simply.

“What?! It’s hot! It’s very hot in fact!” Teeny protested, looking around for backup. Chrissy just looked on, a little unsure, and Roberta seemed disinterested.

“Oh, I know that!” Tara giggled. “Really hot, isn’t she gorgeous? But no, I’m not… fucking her.” The word made her shiver, pulling her back into her embarrassment. It was going better than she had thought, but Chrissy and Roberta were saying nothing and making her as nervous as ever.

“Well, not yet, but that’s not the right word. I don’t want to fuck her…” she added slowly.

“Good, 'cause I don’t like you using that word,” Chrissy said, now huddled in the corner.

Tara gave the girl a small smile, and knew that Chrissy would be okay but it would take a bit longer. Chrissy smiled back and looked out the window again to the sky.

“So, you’re into girls,” Sam said, more for herself than anything, nodding in approval. “I wish I was into girls, they smell better,” she continued. Teeny came closer to Sam and snuggled into her.

“This top smells really nice,” Teeny giggled. Sam pushed the girl off her shoulder while laughing. Teeny landed on a pile of cushions still grinning like a Cheshire cat, giving no sign she was going to stop laughing anytime soon.

Tara gazed at the two. She couldn’t have asked for a better response. She looked across to Roberta and Chrissy, starting to doubt her confidence. The blonde was relieved when she saw Roberta's eyes glaze over in a softer light than they were before. The brunette nodded to herself, a small gesture letting Tara know that she was okay. Tara bowed her head in relief and sighed.

“So you’re okay with it? All of you?”

Teeny still laughing to herself in the corner of soft toys, cushions and blankets with tears rolling down her cheeks was enough for Tara.

“Totally. More than okay, it’s cool. You’re our Miss Diversity,” Sam said.

Roberta stood up and sat face to face to Tara. With little space for ease, she looked her straight in the eye for a moment. “Are you happy?” She asked, not breaking her glance.

“Yes,” Tara answered without hesitation. Tara could sense Roberta’s hurt, but it wasn’t only unhappiness.

The brunette’s eyes sparkled; she tried to stop the small tears trying to make their way across her cheeks, and drew Tara into a huge hug, smothering her face into Tara’s shoulder. She breathed heavily, gaining control over her emotions and letting go of the anger that had built up over it all.

Tara could feel it all, too. It was intense and possibly too much, but Roberta’s love for her overcame all of it, and Tara didn’t want to let go. She felt her own tears forming and had no fear to let them fall. Both of them could feel the wetness increasing on each other's shoulders and laughed when they pulled apart, their eyes still red and watering.

Roberta gave her a lopsided grin and looked away for a moment. “I’m okay, if you’re okay.”

“I’m okay, better than that," Tara reassured her.

“Hmm,” Chrissy signed from the corner, still staring up at the sky.

Tara looked up, waiting for more from the girl, but she said nothing else. Not wanting to push it, she slid down into the blankets already surrounding her and drifted off to sleep.

[Tonto]

Hiya Tank...........thanks for the update! I'm not at all sorry I had to violate you for it! I quite enjoyed myself.

Whew.......finally Tara was able to get everything out! I'm so proud of her. It just goes to show that pot is a therapeutic drug.

I hope Chrissy thinks it over and realizes that it is a GOOD thing. Tara really needs all of her friends right now. She's going through a huge thing by coming out to her friends....she can use all the support she can get.

I'm glad that Tara's doesn't like to use the F word when describing certain things. Willow and Tara haven't gone that far in their relationship but that word definitely takes that act to a new less romantic level. I nearly fell off my desk chair when Sam said it! Hehehe

I can't wait for more......did I mention that I have twin hands? When one hand gets to feel pure pleasure.......the other hand gets very jealous. I hope your other back pocket has the next chapter!

[hin768]

awesome update, thanks Tonto for fishing it out of Tank's pocket

The last paragragh left me wondering if Chrissy clued into Roberta's felling for Tara?? hmmm...poor Roberta, we'll have to find someone for her too...I wonder who that could be

[Tonto]

Hey hin....thanks for the thanks but I was just doing by civic duty.

It was strictly business

[Tank]

hin768: oooh i do wonder who that certain person is that will capture Roberta's heart....

Tonto: Start your pocket fishing again....here's the next chapter!

Chapter Fifteen

“I-I want you to meet her. We can, you know, hang out or something, just us and her friends,” Tara said behind the curtains of her blonde hair.

The girls were quiet for a moment, sharing the odd glance, and the silence made Tara nervous. She was about to open her mouth to eat her words when another spoke up.

“Yeah, okay, I mean, we can do that… right?” Roberta looked at the others for approval. Teeny nodded her head simply; she was a little confused by it all, but nonetheless open about the idea.

“Yeah, definitely, Tara! I mean, we’d love to, she seems… nice.” Sam spluttered out her words, not wanting to sound fake. Nice? Good choice of words, Sam, she mentally slapped herself.

They all shared a second glance with each other, apart from Tara who was nervously twiddling her thumbs and looking into her lap. They were really messing this up. Roberta cleared her throat and took a moment to seriously consider her next words.

“Tara,” Roberta said, waiting for the blonde to lift up her head. She needed to make eye contact so Tara was sure what she was saying was honest. “I mean it. We’d love to, really love to, meet her, and we need to make sure you only get the best,” she said softly, finishing with a genuine smile.

Teeny and Sam followed suit, flashing the same smiles.

Tara responded with one of her own and giggled a bit. “The best?”

“The very best,” Sam finished.

***

All day Tara had been frantically organizing the merging of the tribes. She was worried that there were going to be a few power struggles, especially between Buffy and Roberta, but maybe it would work out. It was worth a try; hopefully one of them wouldn’t get bumped off. Tara seriously worried about this for a moment, as Roberta wasn’t the best when someone challenged her title as alpha female.

She pushed the thought to the back of her head and picked up the phone. Her father had gone away for a few weeks; she never knew where he went, but she was relieved nonetheless. Donny spent most of the time sleeping amongst his little garbage heap of beer cans that were beginning to form a fort, and she had peace for a little while.

Tara placed the phone back after a long afternoon of getting hold of everyone, and a lot of argument over where and when. She had put her foot down and told them it was happening tonight and they had to come, no excuses. Fortunately, no one was used to Tara’s abruptness and therefore agreed immediately.

Willow just laughed at the stern voice at the other end of the line; her girlfriend was so cute when she was being authoritative, although sexy was probably the more appropriate word.

“Yes, sweetie,” she replied after eeach strong-worded line Tara fed to her. It was obvious Tara had a script to avoid reasoning with anyone about their meeting.

Teeny, being very keen to see the cute dark-haired boy again, had written Tara a full speech to read out to every person she called about the meeting. Tara couldn’t be bothered having a run through - after six calls she would be well rehearsed - and she wrote her list in order. Willow, Buffy, Xander, Roberta, Sam and Chrissy. She had picked up the phone and dialed the first number.

“Hi (insert name here) Willow! It’s Tara. I have organized a get together for the Gaslight Edition gang and the Greenfield gang, and the merging will take place TONIGHT at Solomon’s lake, our regular swimming hole! The meeting shall commence at 8pm. Please bring swimming gear, towels, clothes, food, and any other items you may feel appropriate. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity! Should you not show up you shall be hung, drawn and quart - umm… shall be looked down upon as a Greenfield or Gaslight gang member. Do not be late!”

Willow had quickly agreed at the prospect of seeing Tara, and finally meeting her much loved friends was a bonus. She pulled out a bag from under the bed and started stuffing random items into it.

The night was closing in and the two groups were almost at their destination. Parked at opposite sides of the lake they saw each other at either end, but in the dark they couldn’t see exactly who was there. Each gang hoped they hadn’t been ambushed, it was common around the area for the high school groups to have a few confrontations, but it was just meaningless fun. The girls looked at each other and nodded, a mutual decision made to call out as the Gaslight edition. They all yelled at once making some sort of song out of the noise. After a second, they heard a similar call from across the lake and laughed, knowing they were meeting the right people.

“So, are you coming over here? Or are we going to have to be the brave ones?” Xander yelled.

Sam looked at Roberta and saw that she was about to open her mouth, obviously to say something about girls being able to do anything that he can and probably better. She slammed her hand over her friend's mouth and muffled the protests.

“Roberta, I’d rather stay here in the nice safe light of the moon and comfy dry sand. They can come over to us. Look at them; the blonde looks as if she could make a house out of a rock and some toothpaste. They can handle a bit of bush and muddy puddles." Knowing she had defeated Roberta, she took her hand away and called out to the group herself.

“You can come over here, tough guy,” she joked.

Willow’s lip quivered. She hated going through the forest area, but she was desperate to see Tara. She looked around to find that Buffy and Xander had already started walking. She ran after them, hopping on her toes, trying to touch the ground as little as possible in order to avoid slipping and falling. She caught up with Buffy quickly and latched onto her t-shirt, so as not to lose them again.

Buffy protested but knew nothing could remove Willow from clinging at this time of night in the middle of the dark trees. Xander had his arms out in front, waving them around while stumbling, hoping he wouldn’t walk into any spider webs or, scarier, a bear.

“Uh… Marco!” He looked like someone had just squirted something in his eye and kicked him in the crotch. As he approached the Gaslight Edition girls, he could hear their laughter.

“POLO!” Teeny yelled between laughter.

Knowing they were near, the redhead bumped up against Buffy and ran past her into Tara’s arms.

Xander felt his friend run past and was knocked left into a very hollow tree.

“Oh, baby, it was so scary! There was this slug thing under my foot and it kept moving! And then I realized it was some wet leaves, and then there was a dangly spider web, but it turned out to be a thin branch, and then Buffy stumbled and I stumbled! But I fell on her so it’s okay… are you okay?” She rushed her words into one breath, holding onto Tara’s arms tightly. She noticed the wide grin on her girl's face. “What?” she asked, mystified.

Tara pointed to the short blonde who was trying to wipe the wet soil off herself that had saved Willow from getting dirty, and Xander who had gone beetroot red in embarrassment, lying in the crook of a tree with a stunned expression.

He felt something cold and wet slide down his neck. It took him a split second to jump up and scream the highest pitched scream any of the girls had heard.

Willow was laughing at her friends, unfairly so, but she couldn’t help herself. Poor Xander.

Standing up and pulling the dangerous creature from him, he tried to regain his dignity. He looked into his hands only to see a baby frog. “Aww, ain’t that cute,” he laughed.

“Hey Will, check this out!”

Willow, being the curious girl she was, walked over to inspect the inside of Xander’s cupped hands. It didn’t take long before she started shrieking and backing away at a pace Tara had never seen before.

“Fr-Fr-Fr-FROG!!! FROG… oh god. FROG. FROOOOOOGGG!!!!”

Her skin had turned white. Tara grabbed hold of the startled girl and gave Xander a glare. She wasn't able to take the smile off her face as she pulled Willow into a comforting hug.

“It’s okay, sweetie, it’s only a baby. The babies don’t know how to eat people yet,” she giggled.

Willow felt so silly, but the warmth of Tara made her worries go away and she felt like an overtired child.

[Tonto]

Yay! Update-y goodness!

Tank, I love you! This was such a wonderful update filled with cuteness.

We’d love to, really love to, meet her, and we need to make sure you only get the best,”

That's true........Tara only deserves the best and that's Willow!

“Yes, sweetie,” she replied after eeach strong-worded line Tara fed to her.

They already sound like an old married couple.

It took him a split second to jump up and scream the highest pitched scream any of the girls had heard.

Typical Xander. You have him down to a T....well I guess in this case an X.

“It’s okay, sweetie, it’s only a baby. The babies don’t know how to eat people yet,” she giggled.

Hehe.....so cute! Hearing that would have made me feel better but then again just the hug would have done it for me.

I loved your update so much I thought I'd spit your words back at ya! Great dialogue! I can't wait for the introductions and the rest of the night. Swimming....eating....talking....a power struggle....oh and of course some lovin'. Who could ask for more in a fic! I can't wait, so bring it on soon!

[Kaia]

Yay!! Update!!
I read it this morning on my PDA but I couldn't leave FB 'cause...well, have you tried writing long paragraphs in that thing? Well, the least I can say is that it takes a while...lol.
So, great update as always. I'm enjoying your story so much.
Please, please, please keep up the good work.
Thanks!

K.

[hin768]

yay, great update. more soon please

[WillowRulez]

I finally got around to read this absolutely cool story! Why didnt I read it earlier? I could kick myself...but it was also nice to read it all in one sitting.
I love how Willow ran to Tara and left Buffy and Xan on the ground hihi!
Please update soon!

[Tonto]

Tank!

Don't make me take out "the Glove"

We want our update............now!

Hehe, please?

[Tank]

heya kittens

update should be soon, sorry i've fallen a bit behind with writing lately, but i'll get back on track, a few big changes will happen in Shelbyville soon :-)

Shoot me some creative ideas of things you would like/wish to happen if any and i'll try and incorperate no idea is too small! And if ya don't wanna make it public so it's suprise for other readers just PM me

Kaia: Glad you enjoyed it, theres not many paragraphs cause of dialogue, some find it easier to read that way, i guess i'm just used to typing it that way too...dialogues will come with description sorry if it takes you a bit longer hehe, at least you get your fanfic fix for a bit longer right?

WillowRulez: Thanks dudette, feel free to advertise it to other kittens heheh

Tonto: That glove might give me a bit more motivation

[Tank]

New Chapter Kittens!!
Enjoy

Willow had sent her twin brothers to their friend's place for the night, so she didn’t have to worry about them destroying the house while she was away. She was all set and ready to head off to Solomon’s lake.

The girls and Xander sped over the rippled sand and dived into the slightly warm water. Chrissy shrieked as she scrambled down the hill to meet them a few moments later. She threw her towel into the pile and ran, embarrassed, into the water. She looked around and saw that their skin reflected the summer moon's glow.

After a few moments they all met in the middle, swimming around in a circle, feeling the comfort of the night closing in and pushing them together into a new friendship. All of them could feel the bond that was growing, they had been enjoying each other's company from the first word. A few glances swept across Willow and Tara and a few smiles were shared, knowing the growing connection between them.

Despite the concentration of thought the group had on the two, Willow and Tara were oblivious. They stared into each other's eyes whenever they met, too drawn to each other to pull their eyes away.

Relief came over the friends when they saw the sparks igniting the wood that Xander had placed on the sand. He had convinced himself earlier that morning that he would set out to make a giant bonfire; he imagined carrying huge logs across the soft sand, wind fighting against him, determination in his eyes, his pace steady. Now, he saw his friends glance at the little pile of sticks in the middle of the dark sand dune. His cheeks started burning.

“Manly bonfire?” Buffy teased.

As the night grew older, Tara caressed the softwood of the guitar, sending gentle music through the sleepy lake. Seven friends rested at her feet, their chests flowing up and down at a steady pace. Tara remembered being so young, her father sitting behind her and placing her fingers on the right places of the chords and waving her hand over the lower strings, making little beautiful noises. She would laugh at her achievement and her dad would clap for his girl. There was one difference in this memory to her later ones. Tara looked up and saw her mother sitting in an old wooden chair at the edge of the fire, bitten with many years of age. A blanket sat in her lap as she rested and tried to recover the energy that the therapy had taken away from her. Tara thought of the detail of her mother's hands sitting politely at the front of her blanket, loosely clasped over each other, fingering her wedding ring. It fell back and forth between her forefinger and thumb; it used to fit perfectly, now her hands were aging with illness and the ring slid across easily with the small movements.

Tara, only twelve, looked at her father again. There was still a sparkle in his eye, but it was fading fast. With every day that her mother felt her tiredness, felt the emptiness and upturn in her stomach and pain rushing through her head, her father's spark was fading, and Tara knew she wasn’t enough to keep it alive for him. Her mother was his world, and soon it would be crashing down like a pack of cards. Her heart sank, feeling the moment of realization all over again; she was too young to be faced with something so final. The loss of her mother and her father all at once.

“Where did you put all those letters you wrote to yourself... but could not address?”



Her voice waved in the steady heat, feeling every moment running through her blood. With each new chord her attention turned to a friend sleeping on the sand, spread clumsily about, half on top of each other to keep the warmth and the moment. As she continued the light strums of the guitar, a kind understanding spread over all over them.

Looking down at her Willow, she felt a hum move all the way through her body. Her Willow. She was safe now, and her family was growing. There they were, lying at her feet, enjoying every moment of her company. Tara finished the song for them and placed the guitar lightly on the sand. She slid down next to her girl and placed an arm around her stomach; Willow moaned happily at the contact and snuggled into the new warmth next to her, putting an arm around her shoulder so Tara could rest on her chest. The blonde fell asleep to the sound of a heartbeat in rhythm with her own.

[hin768]

wheeee....racing off to the printer. I'm at work now so I will print it and read it when I get home. Something to look forward to all day now

[Tank]

teheheh! you're enjoying that much?? Well that makes me giggle with delight!

Let me know what you think when you read it hin!

[hin768]

Hi Tank,

absolutely, I check the board most days to see if there is an update!

ahh, so the boys are Willow's brothers! I'd been wondering how those kids fitted in to the group. What gave you the idea for it?

Have to say that your description of Xander's plans for the bonfire and the subsequent little pile of twigs was hilarious

After a few moments they all met in the middle, swimming around in a circle, feeling the comfort of the night closing in and pushing them together into a new friendship. All of them could feel the bond that was growing, they had been enjoying each other's company from the first word. A few glances swept across Willow and Tara and a few smiles were shared, knowing the growing connection between them.

I really enjoy your writing style, you manage to really make it felt like I was there. Guess that's the point, but well done

loved it..only wish it was longer but I will wait impatiently for the next installment.

[Tonto]

Hiya Tank!

I'm with hin768 on the fact that this update was too short!

I loved everything....

“Manly bonfire?” Buffy teased.

That definitely sounds like something I would have said in that situation. Me love the sarcasm!

I can't wait for more. Are Willow and Tara going to have a smooch fest before further drifting into dreamland? That would be nice!

Is Faith going to show up in this fic again? I was just curious because Roberta does seem a bit lonely, don't you think? She could use someone to cuddle up with.

You know what would be fun to see........I know they're young.......but a friendly "non-drinking" game of "I never". It would be fun to find out a bit more about everyone.

I can't wait for the next update.......but it better be longer than this one!

Or Else....

I'll take one of your teeth hostage....