Yeah, it's another "Hey it's afternoon and I'm glad to not be wearing shoes" edition! I just realize I forgot everything I had planned. Rats.
Chapter 6: Island in the SunMichelle noticed three new faces in the welcoming comitee. They had called identified themselves as Wolfie, Pixie, and Owl. Like those could be real names. Right.
"You won't succeed. We'll crush you and stop your scheming," Len shot at Wolfie. "We'll resort to any means necessary."
Wolfie spun around, brandashing a dagger on his sweep to Michelle's throat. At the last possible nanosecond, Michelle felt the handle pass by her throat, blade-free. She opened her eyes and saw Wolfie with a retractable knife pointed straight at her jugular. "So will we."
"You can't destroy us. Kill one, another comes. You can't defeat WSS."
"WSS? What's that stand for? We're Spoiler Sluts?" supermus shot at Nika.
"Wiccan Secret Service," she replied. "We're here to stop you from destroying all our kind."
"Us? Destroy wiccans? Hell, half of us are wiccan. We're just trying to destroy people who insist on ruining Willow and Tara's future for us. Lately, we haven't gotten as much fellow kittens as much as spy satellites and planes overhead."
"Wouldn't you wanna know if something bad was gonna happen, so you could warn them?"
"How could we warn them? They don't exist."
"You haven't been off the island lately, have you? Of course they exist, they exist about 100 kilometers East of here."
"Where? Hollywood? It's a TV show, don't you get that?"
"Oh crap!" supermus shouted, interrupting Owl and Len's dialog.
"Care to elaborate, little man?" Nika queried, grinning.
"It's just a little thing I was doing last week. I was building a basic time machine. Foo in a coconut mixed with the saliva of an unspoiled person makes a fascinating temporal disturber. Anyways, I tried to use my saliva, as I'm currently unspoiled. But it didn't work, it needed someone who's never been spoiled. I figured it just did nothing, but I'll bet it put us from our dimension to the Jossverse. It would explain why we haven't been able to access the kitten. I just figured Novogate was seriously down. So who's up for a game of naked tennis?"
"supermus, this is NOT the time," Katharyn responded. "We need to figure out how we can get back. I mean, from what Michelle has told us about what's been up in Sunnydale, they're like four months behind us here. So who did you think was living here? Michelle?"
Unfortunately, Michelle was unable to respond. She was slightly distracted. Naked people on Space Hoppers tend to do that to a person.
I'm thinking I might want to go for a kinda Seargant Pepper-esque vibe, where instead of the story ending, it just turns into another story. Maybe something with a goat...
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Spike: I say we go out there and kick a little demon ass! What, can't go without your Buffy, is that it? Too chicken? Let's find her! She is the Chosen One after all. Come on! Vampires! Grrr! Nasty! Let's annihilate them. For justice - and for - the safety of puppies and Christmas, right? Let's *fight* that evil! - Let's *kill* something!
"And of course you can't become if you only say what you would've done. So I missed a million miles of fun"
[This message has been edited by supermus (edited March 19, 2002).]