open ; arrival } { if it wasn't for bad luck I wouldn't have no luck at all

[ilostmy_shoe]

While that hadn't literally been the worst day of his life, it came close. He blamed his dad. He blamed Bela Lugosi, or, Bela Talbot. He blamed the criminals that opened the damn box. He blamed the freakin heater that overheated while he sat doing nothing. But, most of all he blamed the foot. The freakin rabbit's foot cut off on Friday the 13th

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[hasperkynipples]

Dean had gotten used to being in the village. He had gotten used to Buffy (hell, both of them), to Blaine, to Jesse -- even to new Buffy's pet drunk Alaric, and his two students that happen to have shown up. He was used to the freaky food deliveries, and being stuck in the middle of nowhere, and not having his car

[an_attainathon]

Buffy veered off in a different direction. She was up ahead. No, not her. Other ... her. And she still wasn't used to having a duplicate. And she wasn't able to be in the same vicinity as herself. Who could blame her? Xander had had a double once. She finally felt like she knew what he had been going through. Taking a walk in the opposite direction she saw Dean up ahead. Stopping, she watched him walk into his hut - stay for, oh, a few seconds - and then walk right back out.

She watched him motor on towards her.

"Where's the fire?" she asked, looking back in the direction he came from. But, he kept moving. So, she turned and caught up. It was easy, being a slayer and all. "You know, usually words help when people ask questions. I'd even take charades." She slid in front of him stopping him with her body, holding him back. "Dean. What's the big?"

[hasperkynipples]

Dean didn't stop until Buffy was right in front of him and he couldn't go any further. He had a feeling he could try, but he knew what Slayer strength meant, and while he was freaking out, he wasn't in the mood to test it. He paused, his face going through several different stages as he tried to figure out how to say what he wanted to say, before settling for just spitting it out.

He pointed back over his shoulder. "My brother's in there."

[an_attainathon]

She waited for his explanation, eyebrows raising. This was Buffy's resolve face. His answer? Surprising.

"Oh," she said, glancing past him. "This is of the good, right...?"