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[_willow_magic]

Continued from Here and Here“Ah!” Swaying the car from the left to the right, I give Kennedy a pained look. “Less with the shouting Ken,” I grumble, fighting to get the car under control again. Geeze! Heart attack giving much? Just a general pointing would so have worked. Not like I was driving very fast. Not in this car. Why did Giles have to get

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[_r_giles_]

“We will not disturb Willow in any way while she’s driving a car,” I said, ending that discussion before it could go any further. Willow and cars? Not a good combination. Especially not she’s driving the gear shift car. Good lord, I hope she’s still in once piece. Or the rest of the Cleveland traffic. Perhaps I should have rented an automatic just for her, come to think of it

[lockless_key]

"I don't remember Will driving so badly," I remark, watching the car swerve up the street. It might've been exaggerated, but... geez. I mean, she drove to LA to help out Angel that one time and came back with Faith and I know Faith didn't drive. So why's she all driving-weirdy now?

Oh no. "Giles, you didn't rent one of those weird old-fashioned cars with the weird stick that no one can figure out?" Of course. Of course he did. He doesn't know how to use a cell phone, of course he'd rent an ancient-type car that no one else knows how to drive. Is he, like, getting back at us?

I roll my eyes and turn to look at Willow, grinning. And notice Kennedy getting out of the car. Okay, didn't know she was coming too... whatever. That's cool. As long as we figure out the ghost thing, it can be any kind of party.

"Hey, Will, you ready to check out the house?"

[wicked_xand]

Great, my wonderful plan is shut down. Not even taken into a bit of consideration. "Man, G-man you really no how to spoil a-" But before I could finish the sentence I jumped back as a car swerved and almost rammed into Giles. "G...iles!" I yelled as I jumped back. But alas, he was okay and the culpirit revealed herself.

"Will! You know you can't drive a stick in or out of the bedroom anymore." Too far? I think I went too far. I might have made toom much of a funny.

"What I meant to say is...sticks in lead. You can't get the sticks..into a tube of...pipe of..." I gave up. Really no point in taking back way too much said, especially if lil Dawnie is standing right there. So what did I do? Shut my mouth. It seemed to me the smartest thing. For now.

"Oh, yes. The house! It might be haunted. The house, of course!" Maybe I was a little too quick to change subjects.

"More about the house." There, I was done. We just needed to get off of sticks altogether and on to poltergeists. Friendly ones of course. I hoped.

[bratslayer]

I see them as she see’s them. I bet my girl was thinking the same thing how nice these houses where here. Shame that one of them has to be haunted. I wanted to shout at her to watch out as she continued driving all crazy towards them but I knew she’d have it under control..at least I think I knew that