It's been a while since I wrote anything and so I apologise if this sucks which it could well do...
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Author: shootingstar
Spoiler warning: Nope, but it's set after Riley's left 'cos well I don't like him it's season six but everyone's happy, just go with it...
Disclaimers: Yea Joss owns it blah, blah, blah. I'm using them for the good of entertainment so sue me okay?
Feedback: Yes please, this story needs all the help it can get!
Notes: If you read my last story you'll already know this, I write in script. I know alot of kittens don't like it but trust me if I wrote it, it'd be a hell of a lot worse.
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Summers House
We PAN over Willow and Tara's room, before focusing on Willow asleep in the middle of the bed.
T: (V.O) Willow? Sweetie? If you don't get up we're going to be late.
Willow's eyes flicker open before she yawns and attempts to sit up.
W: I'm up, I'm up...
Now half-sitting, half-slouching against the pillows Willow glances at the clock. It reads 4:00am. She groans and slids back down and hides under the covers.
T: (O.S) Willow...honey
W: Don't wanna...
Off-screen we hear footsteps and a door opening. Enter Tara who sits on the bed. She's fully dressed and looking extremly perky.
T: Baby, time to get-up. We're leaving soon.
W: (Grumpy) Too early...
T: (Pulling back the covers to reveal Willow) You can sleep in the car on the way.
W: Mmmm...okay, okay.
Willow sits up leaning into Tara. Morning smoochies commence.
W: This is how everyday should always start...and end...and all the stuff in between.
T: Sounds good to me.
W: Just one thing...
T: Yea?
W: Can everyday start after 8am?
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Downstairs.
Summers Kitchen.
Buffy and Dawn are making sandwiches. Various food and kitchen utensils are lying around.
D: Can you get me a tin please Buffy?
B: No problem
Buffy goes over to one of the cupboards and attempts to get a tin from the top the pile of boxes sways and a few objects fall down.
D: Woah (Careful, reaching up to get the offending object) I got it don't worry
B: (Embarrased) You know I should be taller than you...being short sucks.
D: (Sympatheticly) You're not short (Grins) you're vertically challenged.
B: (Dryly) Thanks
Giles enters the kitchen looking tired.
G: Good morning girls
B/D: Morning Giles.
G: Do you need a hand?
D: We're got the sandwiches covered, we're a lean mean snadwich-making-machine!
B: Wotcha think, new olympic catogry?
A: (O.S) Sloppy
Everyone turns to look at Anya who is standing in the doorway.
A: You're butterings to thick and for an early-morning takes entirly to much time. Where's the coffee?
B: On the side...
Anya passes and turns back away from everyone as she makes her coffee. Buffy mimics throwing the knife she is holding. Dawn finishes making her sandwiches and begins preparing other foods. Xander arrives and joins the assembly line.
X: Not that I mind, well actually I do, but where are the resident witches?
B: Tara went to wake Willow up. She's not a morning person. Even when it is for a vacation...
A: I'm sure Tara'll give her a reason to get up.
X: Definalty.
B: Guys! (Points to Dawn)
D: Buffy, it's ok. I do know about this stuff.
B: Yes but there's no need for you to hear Anya's commentry...in fact there's no need for me to hear it!
G: I'm sure Tara's making every effort.
X: I'll bet (Drools)
G: (Sternly) Xander!
(O.S) Morning guys! What's going on?
We PAN round to see Tara entering the kitchen. Dawn rushes over and gives her a big hug.
D: Tara!
T: (Smiling)Thanks for the warn welcome (Off everyone's expressions) What?
B/X: Nothing!
A: We were just dicussing your sex life.
T: That was the topic of conversation?
X: Well...raised but never discussed, at least not in detail.
T: (Blushing) Um...
A: (Moving closer to Tara) Come on you can talk to us...what's Willow like in the sack?
T: Anya!
A: What? I know I'm not the only one wondering...right Xander? Buffy?
B: Well maybe it crossed my mind once (off Tara's look) my mind wanders, I have thoughts!
X: Sure you do, Blondie! (laughs)
B: What's that supposed to mean?
X: (Takes in Buffy, Tara and Anya's Looks) Er...(Cheerily) I'll just pack these lovely yummy food things in the car shall I?
Xander hastily picks up a big stack of bags and boxes before exiting.
W: Ergh...need coffee.
B: Good morning sunshine!
W: (Gives Buffy an evil look as she fixes her coffee) Funny
Xander re-enters whistling The Simpson's theme tune.
X: So, is that all the stuff?
B: I think so.
X: Very well my manly-lifting-and carrying shall rest
T: Manly?!
A: Oh yes! It's very manly. I often imagine having sex with him when I think about it. I am right now.
B: (Under her breath) That was an over-share
G: (Coughs polietly) Yes, well (Takes off his glasses and cleans them) I assume you packed everything...including my guitar, without breaking it.
X: Sure did G-man, althought I'm not sure why you need two. Is it a musician thing, or maybe an English thing?
G: I assure you I only packed the one.
X: Then who's...
Everyone looks ar each other before Tara raises her hand.
G: Tara? I didn't know you played...
T: (Smiles gingerly) Just a little, I'm not very good.
W: She's being modest. She has very skilled hands (Perks up) on the guitar!
T: (Blushes) Yea, w-well we should, um, probably get going? Beat the traffic?
X: Who wants to drive first?
B: I'll...
Everyone: NO!
G: I'll drive then Xander can switch later.
W: It's only a couple of hours away do we need shifts?
T: Honey, the cabin's a five hour drive minimum from here.
W: Oh!
B: (Grumpy) Come on lets get outta here! No time to waste (Muttering) Especially with Giles driving.
G: I heard that.
With that the gang grab a few last items and head out the door.
TBC...
edited to correct some of those typos
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No it was the frogs! Take them! They stole the pie...
-Sleeping Willow in Loco2's >insert imaginative title here<
that after I finished typing I looked it over quickly and prayed it wasn't to bad so I could fix my mistakes this morning
she's so fun...in season 1-4 she was just one of the funnest characters! Oh and I love the