I'm Guessin' This Ain't Kansas

Mar 28, 2005 12:02

Okay, now what the fuck is goin’ on ( Read more... )

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wishingwillow April 1 2005, 05:53:12 UTC
There were other people. And then there wasn't.

There was a spell. And there there wasn't.

There was magic.

And then...then there wasn't.

No, there wasn't any more of the magic because of a certain demented demon that no matter how powerful, how shimmering I had felt for those few stand-out seconds, was still somehow the bane of each and every one of our days. And actually, it wasn't with the 'somehow'. I knew how. I wasn't able to get it done. Sure there was power, and I think I even briefly remember a portal ( ... )

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becauseitswrong April 4 2005, 16:47:34 UTC
I walked in the sand, checkin' everything out. Seemed cool. Nothin' around but lots of sand, palm trees, fruit trees and a huge ass beach.

My kinda life.

Just as I was thinkin' about gettin' naked and divin' in the water, I heard somebody scream out my her name.

"Buffy,"Before I could even turn and see who it was, I was tackled to the ground. My back hit the ground hard and if I wasn't a Slayer, it mighta knocked the wind outta me. I did close my eyes though, ain't sure why. But when I opened 'em, I seen green ones starin' right into mine ( ... )

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_wishingwillow_ April 5 2005, 03:25:21 UTC
"Hey Willow. What are you doing here?"

"Buffy," I repeated her name before rolling to the side and pushing myself up in the sand so that I was sitting next to her. I smiled and blew some sand off of her arm. "Sorry about that, but -- you know what I am doing here. The beach and the bikini and the demon and then all the stuff with Angel..."

My rambled settled right into my gut, and I placed a hand there to try and force it away.

"Okay, that was lame."

"No," I stated firmly, leaving no room for argument. "I am the lame one. Way lame Willow, that't it. Because you aren't me Buffy are you. Well, you will always be my Buffy, but you just aren't the one that was here before. Sorry for all that confusing stuff before."

"I guess the better question would be, how did we get here and why? God, I wish Giles was here. He would so know what to do."I bumped her shoulder with my own. "Well," I offered ," Giles isn't here, but we are. I think we should be able to figure this out together." I pointed to the watered horizon. "And check out all the ( ... )

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