Okay… I gotta get a few things outa my system before I indulge in anymore Faith and Willow do the Haunted Mansion adventures.

First of all… I ain't some scared little girl who can't take a ghost or ten. I'm a slayer. I can deal with some spirits. I mean, what the hell can they do to me? Rattle chains and say Boo really loud? Whatever. That ( Read more... )

The screams and moans were getting louder with each step I tried to get closer to Faith. No matter how much I ran though I could've sworn I was running in place. My feet became heavier and heavier and running up those steps were next to impossible ( Read more... )

So, I dunno what's been goin' on here... but something of the wicked freaky variety is definitely goin' down. Man, my hands are even shakin' as I think about it. Never thought something as stupid as a bunch of little ghosts could wig me out so bad… and yet, here I am, completely and utterly freaked thanks to a mixture of a slayers dream and some ( Read more... )

The rain was hitting us pretty hard, but somehow I didn't seem to notice or care at the moment. Faith always knows what I want and she knows how to get me just perfectly. It's not just her being a Slayer, I'm sure it's her being Faith too. That's what I love about her so much. Well one of the many things, but ok let's not get too much on the mushy ( Read more... )

So, my little gig as Nancy Drew didn't go down as good as planned. Truth be told, it was a bust. Plain and simple. Found nothing in sight that would do me any good. Ain't nothing but millions of peach tress everywhere in the yard. Didn't help that the freaky gardener kept lookin' at me like maybe I'd pocket the entire orchard ( Read more... )

Dinner was pretty informative! Of course Mr. Hadley and his wife were gracious enough hosts. I feel like I should call him Sir and his wife Ma'am. Lance told me a little more about his house. I can't believe it was used for the Undeground Railroad. Faith didn't seem all that impressed. In fact I think she was kind of suspicious of everything ( Read more... )

So, you know how they call Georgia the Peach State? Well, they weren't fuckin' kidding! Man, is this place ever covered with acre-to-acre peach trees! I'm startin' to think all of America gets there peaches from this get up. But, they oughta have signs tellin' ya which are good for the pickin'… and which are better left alone. Because unripe ( Read more... )

So as I kind of expected Faith wasn't all woo and hoo excited about the dress possibility. For me, I sorta felt like a princess in a way. I mean granted this kind of set us back about oh I don't know a hundred years maybe, but it still felt all cool to be all lady-like and proper ( Read more... )

A dress. A fucking dress.

They wanted me to wear a fucking southern belle type hoopy dress thing with lace and frills and big ass skirts that are just so not me. Now, I'm not big on the skirts in the first… 'cause in my past… it meant easy access for my so called "uncles" and later, rather than sooner unfortunately, I learned the hard lesson of ( Read more... )

Faith wasn't a happy camper with all the traffic. I mean I had to do something to that guy otherwise who knows, maybe Faith would've. Or not. But either way, the traffic was horrible. But we managed to find a neat little plantation house.

I swear this place was just right out of the movies like I told Faith. Kind of like Gone with the WindIt had ( Read more... )