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Buffyfic-digest        Wednesday, April 1 1998        Volume 02 : Number 087



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       BUFFYFIC: DISCUSS: FORMATTING GUIDELINES
       BUFFYFIC: unsubscribe buffyfic-digest
       BUFFYFIC: Buffyfic:Capeside: the Hellmouth (2/?)
       BUFFYFIC: Chronicles of the White Knight (3/?)
       DisscussionBUFFYFIC:Capeside: the Hellmouth (2/?)
       BUFFYFIC: Capeside: the Hellmouth (2/?)
       BUFFYFIC: That Was The Day 2/2

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Date: Tue, 31 Mar 1998 20:40:11 PST
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Subject: BUFFYFIC: DISCUSS: FORMATTING GUIDELINES

I am sure that I as well as most of the list subscribers ignores the
re-issuance of the list rules on its regular basis.  But I wanted to
point out that #7 is really important!!!

7.  When posting stories to the list, please follow the following
formatting guidelines
- --No story parts longer than 250 lines
- --No lines longer than 75 characters [this one especially!!!]
- --Turn off your "smart quotes"-- many readers receive these as garbage
or weird symbols

It is very hard to read a story with irregular line breaks, so much so
that often times I will not finish a story.

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE take a moment to check your format when sending
stories to the list.

Thank you!  I'm getting off my soap box now!

Leslie

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Date: Tue, 31 Mar 1998 20:58:32 -0800
From: [e-mail] (Charity C Tran)
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Buffyfic:Capeside: the Hellmouth (2/?)

Name: Capeside: the Hellmouth #2 Loving and Losing
Author: Taygeta
Address: [e-mail]
Feedback: Please send
Uses in anything: Ask me first.
Spoiler: Not really, considering that this is a crossover story.  May
have references to past episodes up to killed by Death.
Description: A crossover with Buffy and Dawson's Creek, is a series, and
not really a multi-part story, although each story usually connects to
another.  Specific story is hard to explain so you must read.
Disclaimer: The Buffy characters portrayed in this story and any other
references to Buffy the Vampire Slayer are the property of its creater
Joss Whedon, and its owners Mutant Enemy productions, Kuzui Productions,
Sandollar Productions, and 20th Century Fox.  The Dawson's Creek
character's portrayed in this are the property of its creater Kevin
Williamson, and its owners.  In other words, these characters do not
belong to me, and I am just borrowing them.
Warning:  Not really anything violent, I don't think.  To anyone that
doesn't like DC, maybe you shouldn't read it, but please give it a try.
**************
Capeside: The Hellmouth #2
Loving and Losing
By: Taygeta

    Pacey walked through the room, back and forth and back and forth,
his brain was going a million times a minute.  He was going to kill
himself if the rest of his immortal life was going to require so much
trouble.  At first, all he had to do was worry about getting rid of
Dawson's curse.  He silently swore at Willow the Witch for using the
Gypsy testaments to restore Dawson's soul.  He had begun a death list
ever since that incident and Willow was on the top of that very list and
a close second was his latest enemy, Buffy, the Vampire Slayer!
    Cordelia blew on her long finger nails, trying to dry the black
nail polish on them, and then yawned as she glanced over at a pacing
Pacey and said, "Really, Pacey, you're giving me a headache.  Can't you
just stay in one place?"
    "How can you be so calm?  This girl is amazing, she must be the
one!" said Pacey exasperatingly as he eyed Cordelia with wide eyes.
    "Of course she's the one Pacey, what else could she be?" asked
Cordelia with a sigh as she stood up from her relaxed position and walked
over to Pacey.  "Darling, rest your dear black heart, we can think about
the Slayer girl later."  With that, she gave Pacey a kiss, but before
Pacey could return her affection, Grant Bodean walked in.
    "Pacey, Cordelia, oh, I mean Master and Mistress," said Grant
walking in rapidly and so eagerly that Pacey and Cordelia wanted to gag.
    "Yes, Grant, what is it?" asked Pacey, giving Cordelia's pale
hand a kiss, as he gave Grant an annoyed and bored look, "And it better
be important!"
    "Well, it is, it is!" said Grant eagerly, "I think we've found a
cure for the new vampire!"
    "You mean Dawson?" asked Pacey brushing Cordelia's hand aside
quickly, much to her dislike.  "Well, what happened?"
    "We were able to reverse the spell, Master," said Grant as a huge
grin formed on his face.
    "At least, something's going right in the Hellmouth!" said Pacey
with a loud sigh and continued, "Bring Dawson in."
    "Yes, Master," said Grant with a smile as he rushed to the back
room of their hangout, an abandoned train station.
    "Pacey, darling, when are you going to get rid of that - ugh!  -
Grant?" asked Cordelia with a whining voice.
    "As soon as his services can be deemed unnecessary," said Pacey,
rubbing his temples at the whining tone of his beloved.
    "Pacey, you wanted to see me?" asked Dawson walking in with a
laugh, as blood dripped from his fangs.
    "I wanted to see you, yeah, but for Devil's sake, man, clean
yourself up!" said Pacey throwing Dawson a handkerchief he wore in his
lapel.
    Dawson wiped his chin clean and said, "Well, what do you want?"
    "I want you to go on a hunt with me, tonight," said Pacey with a
slight smile, "I want to be sure that I can trust you."
    "Of course you can trust me, Pacey," said Dawson with a grin,
sitting down beside him.
    "Hello, Dawson," said Cordelia with a sweet smile as she lay a
kiss on his left cheek and Dawson kissed her ha
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nd, much to Pacey's
dislike.
    "Enough groping!" said Pacey, angrily pulling Cordelia's hand
away from Dawson's lips, "Dawson, my man, glad to have you back."
    Dawson nodded and when he was out of lackey Grant's sight, he
glanced at the bodies that he had been feeding on and felt sick and
guilty.  He didn't know how they could live this way, he didn't know why
anyone would want to live this way, and it was just plain wrong and evil.
 Then he remembered they were wrong and they were evil, and he was one of
them.  He dreaded tonight, it meant killing and hurting innocent people
and he didn't want to be apart of it.  He didn't want to be the enemy,
and he wished that they had just killed him right then and there, so that
he wouldn't have suffered so much pain.  He was going to escape before
things took a decidedly bad turn.
    When nightfall approached, Dawson got ready to leave and hoped
that no one would miss him until it was too late.  He had only one place
to go, his parents, who had been killed by Pacey and Cordelia, had left
him the house in their will.  He claimed it the night before, when he
successfully freed himself from one of Grant's "Good-bye soul"
inventions.  He sneaked out of the abandoned warehouse that was the
Vampire's Hangout, he ran on, and didn't look back for a second.
    As he approached his house, he saw a lone figure sleeping on the
porch swing in front, and as he walked closer he realized who it was.  He
smiled softly, knelt down beside the sleeping figure, and touched her
cheek gently, lifting a wisp of brown hair from her face.  He felt her
jump and he backed away, and hid behind a nearby wall.
    Joey's hand fell upon her cheek; the cold but tender touch still
lingered on her skin.  She shook off her initial apprehension and glanced
around, realizing where she was.  She hadn't meant to fall asleep,
especially not at the old Leery house, but she had always felt safe
there, even though he was gone.  Not a minute went by in the day that
Joey did not think of Dawson and not a minute went by after thinking of
him that did she not recall her regret.  Joey regretted not telling him
how she felt and had always felt, and she hoped that he had known her
heart when his soul died that night.
    Dawson winced as he saw her walk away, and the farther she walked
away, the more pain his heartfelt.  As he opened the door to his house,
he looked back to see the figure walking farther and farther.  He wanted
so much to love her and so much to know she cared, or at least, had
cared, but that was too much to ask.  As the screen door squeaked to
close behind him, he shook his head thinking that no one could love a
vampire.
    Dawson, however, came to this conclusion without the knowledge of
Buffy's past.  A past that consisted of a forbidden love between vampire
and slayer and a love that lingered on every time she saw the Angel that
was not hers and had never been hers, an Angel that was Jen's.  Buffy's
mind consisted of Angel the next morning, as she leaned against a metal
locker after Angel had dropped off her, Jen, Joey, and Xander at the high
school.  Although it was already after school, Buffy still had him on her
mind.  His manners, his expressions, his face, and even his laugh was
exactly the same as the good Angel of her past, the Angel she had almost
forgotten after she had lost him.
    "Earth to Buffy?  Alternate Universe to Buffy?" said Xander
jokingly, as he waved a hand in front of a space cadet Buffy and she
snapped out of her thoughts.
    "Uh, yeah?" asked Buffy with wide eyes as she glanced at Xander
who stood beside her.
    "Where did you go, to our old universe and back again?" asked
Xander with a laugh, and Buffy smiled slightly thinking how true it was.
    "Something like that, yeah," said Buffy and she realized that she
still had to put her books in her open locker.
    "So, how do you like, Capeside?" asked Xander as he and Buffy
took route to the library, which looked exactly as it did in Sunnydale.
    "Capeside's proving to be decidedly lame," said Buffy with a
sigh.
    "Aside from the fact that it's a Hellmouth and
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we have a heck of
a lot of vampires running the streets at night, you've got a good point,"
agreed Xander, who had yet to see anything "fun" in Capeside.
    "Well, Jen and Joey must know some place to go when we don't have
to go on a hunt," said Buffy with a shrug, hoping that everyday was not
going to be a slayer day.
    "If they're boring people, too, we can always ask Angel,"
suggested Xander, "Unless he's boring, too."
"Uh, yeah, Angel," said Buffy with a trying smile, and something in her
tone made Xander look at her for a moment.
    He hesitated in saying anything, but he had to know and so he
asked her, "Y-you don't have a thing for this new Angel, do you?"
    "W-what?  You're kidding, right?  I mean, a thing?  N-no way, of
course not," rambled Buffy, and despite her denials, she couldn't even
look at Xander and her eyes kept to the floor.
    They continued to walk towards the library, and the awkward
silence continued to grow stronger between them.  Xander knew that
despite all of Buffy's efforts to mask her feelings, she was still in
love - in love with a nonexistent Angel that she, now, saw in what was
only a familiar form.  He painfully began to realize that it was her
blind love of Angel that she could never love him, a friend that would
always be by her side, a friend that existed and loved her to no end.
    As Xander and Buffy had their tribulations, Jen and Angel were
having theirs.  Jen had asked Angel to pick her up after school and to
take her to the beach where they could talk.  Angel had a feeling that
this "talk" was not going to be a happy one, but he did as she asked.
Now, they were walking hand-in-hand along the beach, and both were silent
not wanting the moment to ever end.
    "Um, so how's living arrangements with Xander and Giles?" asked
Jen, awkwardly, trying to fill time with meaningless conversation.
    "Oh, it's alright," said Angel, but silently he wondered what he
had been getting into when he had agreed to that, "What about Buffy at
your house?"
    "Grandma's going a little crazy having such a long-term guest in
the house, but I think she likes Buffy," said Jen with a sigh.
    Xander and Giles were staying at Angel's house for the time
being, and living arrangements were just a little too crammed.  Angel
couldn't help but think about how he had suddenly became Xander's brother
through a few strokes of a keyboard on Willow's part, but he brushed
those worries out of his mind.  As he looked at Jen, he wondered what it
was that made her need to talk to him.
    "Speaking of my Grandma," said Jen with a somber expression,
"Well, s-she says that I can't see you anymore, Angel.  She thinks you're
too old for me."
    "B-but Jen -" Angel began to argue, but Jen pressed her index
finger to his lips before he could talk.
"I love you, Angel, but right now, I can't see you," said Jen with a
wistful smile, "I want to stop things before they get way out of hand,
but we can still go out once in awhile, when it seems okay.  When
tensions between me and my grandmother calm down, maybe we can start
seeing each other, but not now."
    "I understand, Jen, but I'm going to miss you," said Angel and he
kissed her gently on the cheek, and said, "That isn't good-bye, that's
just until we can see each other again."
    They lingered for a few moments and finally Angel let go of her
hand and walked slowly away.  A thousand thoughts, a million memories of
the girl he had to walk away from, but he was determined that it wouldn't
be for long.  He loved Jen and nothing was going to change that, he just
hoped that nothing was going to change her feelings for him.
    Everyone was having his or her loves and losses in romance, it
seemed, and Giles was no exception when Buffy and Xander walked into the
door.  Just as soon as he was about to talk to them, someone came into
the door.  He recognized her instantly and would have recognized her even
if she had been a mile away.  Her black hair and her dark eyes, her tall
form and her grace, all these aspects came rushing into his mind, and he
heard his heart beating tenfold.
    "Excuse me, you must be the
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new librarian, Giles," she said as
she walked towards him with a smile, "Well, I know this is a strange
favor, but I used to know the former librarian.  Well, Niles and I were
dating when he died and I wanted to have something of his."
    "Uh, what is this strange favor?" asked Giles nervously, and he
was quite away at the widening eyes of Buffy and Xander despite their
silent conflict.
    "Niles kept a journal at school and he keeps it in a locked
drawer in his desk, I was wondering if you could give it to me?" she
asked with a questioning smile.
    "Uh, y-yes, I-I think that would be alright, um, Ms..  Uh - "
Giles said, making sure that her name was still the same as it had been
before.
    "Ms. Calendar, but you can call me Jenny," said Ms. Calendar who
extending her hand and shook hands with Giles.
    "Yes, Jenny, um, let me go get it," said Giles who quickly walked
out of the room to his office.
    Ms. Calendar found a seat at the same table that Buffy and Xander
were sitting at, and all was silent, until two students walked in.  They
were two very familiar students that made Buffy's and Xander's mouths
drop, they were none other than Druscilla and Spike.
    "Hello, Dru, Spike," said Ms. Calendar greeting them as they
walked in, and Buffy and Xander would have said something if they hadn't
been so dumbfounded in their life.  "What can I help you with?"
    Druscilla was still as pale and spooky looking as ever, but her
hair was pulled into a high ponytail and she wore - a cheerleader's
outfit.  Spike, it seemed, had returned to his normal and possibly better
strength because he was sporting a Capeside High football jersey.
    "We need books on the American Civil War," replied Druscilla,
whose voice had lost its entire accent.
    "Books on the Civil War are -" answered Giles, but when he looked
at who the request was from his mouth fell open and he gained enough
composure to explain," Um, they're on the last shelf to the right."
    "Is that the journal?" asked Ms. Calendar glancing at the
black-bound book that he had in his hand.
    "Yes, yes, it is," said Giles and he handed it to her.
    "Thank you, thank you very much.  I'll see you around sometime,"
she replied before she left.
    "It's three-thirty, already?" asked Buffy standing up and
grabbing her backpack.  "Sorry, Giles, I promised Joey I'd help her out
at the restaurant at four and it'll take me that long to get there."
    "Quite alright, we'll talk tomorrow morning," said Giles
absently.
    "Then, that means I can go, too," said Xander and he and Buffy
reached the library doors at the same time, both wanted to go the
opposite directions.
    "See ya, Buffy," said Xander with quick raise of his hand and he
walked away.
    Buffy walked swiftly out of the school, feeling a little guilty
that she had just lied to Giles.  She hadn't promised Joey that she was
going to help her at four, but Buffy felt that she needed a little time
alone.  She knew that her comments were plaguing Xander very much.  He
had been distant and aloof, ever since she had lamely tried to deny that
she didn't love Angel, the new Angel.  Xander had lately become more than
a pal, he was the only one her age that knew who she had been before and
he was the only one to understand her, and she hoped that he hadn't been
hurt by her false denials.
    She walked out and decided to take a stroll along the sands of
the beautiful beaches of Capeside, one of the many things that Sunnydale
had lacked.  In the distance, on the pier, she saw Angel, in his familiar
black jacket, and even from faraway he looked sad.  Buffy decided she
should see what was wrong and walked along the creaking boards of the
pier towards Angel.
    "Hey," she said to him, trying unsuccessfully to sound cheerful.
    "Hi," said Angel with a sigh and a small smile as she sat down
beside him.
    "What's up?" asked Buffy eyeing his depressed expression.
"Oh, nothing much, except that Jen just broke up with me," said Angel in
a nonchalant tone that made Buffy confused.
    "I thought that you and Jen were doing great," said Buffy as a
salty wind blew her blonde hair into her face.

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    "We were and are, it's just that her grandmother doesn't approve
of me, and I respect that.  I mean, I wouldn't want to make anything
harder for Jen, or anything like that, I love her, after all," said Angel
seriously, and Buffy smiled despite his confession of love for Jen
because she knew he meant it.
    Buffy had to admit, for awhile, she had been confused with the
Angel of her past and the different Angel that sat beside her now.  Her
love for the past Angel never died, but it never began with the Angel by
her.  This Angel was different, his heart was destined for Jen and his
friendship was destined for her, and nothing else.
"It'll be alright, Angel, and before you know it, Jen will be yours
again," said Buffy with a smile as he glanced at her and she gave him a
friendly hug.  "Hang in their tough guy, Jen will always be yours."
    "I hope you're right, Buffy," said Angel with a nod, and then he
gave her a sly smile.  "What about you and Xander, hmm?"
    Buffy paused and laughed softly and said, "What about me and
Xander?"  Angel ceased to ask anything at all, and they sat there,
watching the sunset.  Yet, Buffy couldn't help but think about Angel's
question, what about her and Xander?
    In the distance, Xander looked on at Buffy and Angel.  He saw how
close-knit they were, he knew that Angel and Jen had broken up.  It's
just a matter of time now, thought Xander to himself.  As the sun fell
down and the beasts of the night began to stir, he walked away.
***********
End of #2

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Date: Tue, 31 Mar 1998 20:53:03 -0800
From: [e-mail] (Charity C Tran)
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Chronicles of the White Knight (3/?)

Name: The Chronicles of the White Knight #3 Understanding Willow
Author: Taygeta
Address: [e-mail]
Feedback: Please send
Uses in anything: Ask me first.
Spoiler: Not really, just a little bit of reference to the Willow and Oz
relationship.  Might have mentioned a past episode.
Description: Basically Xander's thoughts about Willow and Oz
Disclaimer: The Buffy characters portrayed in this story and any other
references to Buffy the Vampire Slayer are the property of its creater
Joss Whedon, and its owners Mutant Enemy productions, Kuzui Productions,
Sandollar Productions, and 20th Century Fox.
Warning: Not really, I guess a PG.
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Chronicles of the White Knight
#3 Understanding Willow
By: Taygeta

    Buffy took a sip of soda from a can of diet coke as she sat at a
table near the window that overlooked the promenade.  She glanced across
the promenade and spotted what Willow called Oz's cool hair.  The shade
of orange-red could be seen for quite a distance, and Buffy smiled and
thought silently that it was cute how Willow and he were always hold
hands.  She glanced over at Xander, who was sitting at the same table,
and found that he was looking at the very same couple.  Her scrutinizing
eyes peered at Xander's expression, and she silent counted to herself, 5,
4, 3, 2, 1...

    "Doesn't that just make you sick?" responded Xander waving his
hand at the couple in a disgusted gesture.

    "Come on, Xander, they've been together for weeks!" said Buffy
with a sigh, "It's not like your opinion counts in their relationship, so
get over it!"

    "How can I if they keep rubbing their relationship in my face.  I
mean, every time I see them together it's all this touchy-feely stuff!"
insisted Xander and Buffy rolled her eyes and put her soda can down,
making a soft sound as the aluminum hit the table.

    "Right, Xander," said Buffy with an air of sarcasm, "And how do
you justify you and Cordy's touch-feely stuff?  Which I might add, is
about ten time worse than what Oz and Willow do."

    "Hey, I resent that comment, Buffy because Cordy and I - " Xander
paused a moment to contemplate, and feeling that Buffy's eyes were still
on him, he chuckled nervously and glanced at her, "Never mind."

    "Yeah...that's what I thought," said Buffy with a smile, despite
the fact that her acceptance of Cordelia had yet to begin.

    Xander didn't reply to Buffy's comment as he continued to stare
at Oz and Willow.  Xander contemplated that Willow looked happy, but he
didn't believe she was because she was with Oz.  What was Xander's
opinion of Oz?  Oz was just an orange-headed villain out to hurt his best
friend.  Once he reached to the thought of Willow being his best friend,
he paused, unsure if that was what Willow was, nowadays.  They were
friends, Xander knew that for sure, but if they were BEST friends, was a
whole other matter in its entirety.

    Things had been distant between them for quite awhile, Xander
realized.  Even before Cordelia and Oz had even entered the picture as
romantic counterparts, their relationship had been readily changed.  Did
Buffy have anything to do with it, thought Xander for a moment and then
he sighed realizing that she had, but not profoundly.  Whatever had cause
them to separate happened, and everything, well, it just made it worst
than it had been before.

    He wanted very much to understand Willow.  He would give anything
to understand her, and try to make things back to the way it had been
Yet, he knew that that way was gone and to return to it was impossible.
He couldn't believe how much Willow had changed to become a Willow that
he couldn't even understand.  Still, had he ever understood her to begin
with?  It still shocked him to think that Willow had been in love with
him, and he didn't think he'd ever get use to the idea, and now with Oz,
he wouldn't have to.    Oz, thought Xander, what a crazy guy, what
does she see in him?  Truthfully, he didn't really know what he had
against Oz.  The weird part was that if Oz was just one of the gang and
had no romantic connection to Willow at all, he knew he woul
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d be friends
with him.  But the point was he wasn't just one of the gang, he was
Willow's...boyfriend.  Sure, Oz being a werewolf didn't make Xander like
him any more, but for some odd reason, it didn't make Xander like him,
any less.  It just gave him more to complain about, more that made some
reasonable sense anyway.  He supposed a lot of his resentment came form
his thoughts that Oz made his friendship with Willow even more strained,
even though deep down, he knew that that wasn't true.  Oz was only a
factor because he was making him a factor, and although Willow was chummy
with Cordelia, now, Xander knew that Willow was making her a factor, too.
 It was as if they were divided sides trying not to be separated, but
their efforts just made them even more so.

      He thought again about Willow's face and finally realized that
she was happy...with Oz.  It didn't matter whether he liked it or not, it
wasn't his choice to make, as Buffy had told him once.  He stepped away
from his heart because Buffy was in love with Angel, but Oz and Willow
were different, he wouldn't have to step away.  All he had to do was be
happy because Willow was, and maybe in doing that, he could finally start
treating Willow for what she had always been, and what he had always
taken for granted, a true friend.  Then, maybe, just maybe, he could
start understanding Willow.

*************
End of #3

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Date: Tue, 31 Mar 1998 21:16:46 -0800
From: [e-mail] (Charity C Tran)
Subject: DisscussionBUFFYFIC:Capeside: the Hellmouth (2/?)

Sorry if it looked kind of weird, my e-mail was doing some pretty weird
things, but I'll send another, so disavow that version of "Capeside: the
Hellmouth Loving and Losing".  The new one is marked with Stars above the
title.  Thank you.

Taygeta 8~) ([e-mail])
Writer of "The Chronicles of the White Knight"
Writer of "Capeside: the Hellmouth"
Writer of "Beyond the Creek"
"Xander's lips met hers, softly and gently, and all Buffy could think
about was that this was wow and a whole lot more."  - from "Chronicles of
the White Knight #5 In the Hands of Astarte

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Date: Tue, 31 Mar 1998 21:16:31 -0800
From: [e-mail] (Charity C Tran)
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Capeside: the Hellmouth (2/?)

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Name: Capeside: the Hellmouth #2 Loving and Losing
Author: Taygeta
Address: [e-mail]
Feedback: Please send
Uses in anything: Ask me first.
Spoiler: Not really, considering that this is a crossover story.  May
have references to past episodes up to killed by Death.
Description: A crossover with Buffy and Dawson's Creek, is a series, and
not really a multi-part story, although each story usually connects to
another.  Specific story is hard to explain so you must read.
Disclaimer: The Buffy characters portrayed in this story and any other
references to Buffy the Vampire Slayer are the property of its creater
Joss Whedon, and its owners Mutant Enemy productions, Kuzui Productions,
Sandollar Productions, and 20th Century Fox.  The Dawson's Creek
character's portrayed in this are the property of its creater Kevin
Williamson, and its owners.  In other words, these characters do not
belong to me, and I am just borrowing them.
Warning:  Not really anything violent, I don't think.  To anyone that
doesn't like DC, maybe you shouldn't read it, but please give it a try
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Capeside: The Hellmouth #2
Loving and Losing
By: Taygeta

    Pacey walked through the room, back and forth and back and forth,
his brain was going a million times a minute.  He was going to kill
himself if the rest of his immortal life was going to require so much
trouble.  At first, all he had to do was worry about getting rid of
Dawson's curse.  He silently swore at Willow the Witch for using the
Gypsy testaments to restore Dawson's soul.  He had begun a death list
ever since that incident and Willow was on the top of that very list and
a close second was his latest enemy, Buffy, the Vampire Slayer!
    Cordelia blew on her long finger nails, trying to dry the black
nail polish on them, and then yawned as she glanced over at a pacing
Pacey and said, "Really, Pacey, you're giving me a headache.  Can't you
just stay in one place?"
    "How can you be so calm?  This girl is amazing, she must be the
one!" said Pacey exasperatingly as he eyed Cordelia with wide eyes.
    "Of course she's the one Pacey, what else could she be?" asked
Cordelia with a sigh as she stood up from her relaxed position and walked
over to Pacey.  "Darling, rest your dear black heart, we can think about
the Slayer girl later."  With that, she gave Pacey a kiss, but before
Pacey could return her affection, Grant Bodean walked in.
    "Pacey, Cordelia, oh, I mean Master and Mistress," said Grant
walking in rapidly and so eagerly that Pacey and Cordelia wanted to gag.
    "Yes, Grant, what is it?" asked Pacey, giving Cordelia's pale
hand a kiss, as he gave Grant an annoyed and bored look, "And it better
be important!"
    "Well, it is, it is!" said Grant eagerly, "I think we've found a
cure for the new vampire!"
    "You mean Dawson?" asked Pacey brushing Cordelia's hand aside
quickly, much to her dislike.  "Well, what happened?"
    "We were able to reverse the spell, Master," said Grant as a huge
grin formed on his face.
    "At least, something's going right in the Hellmouth!" said Pacey
with a loud sigh and continued, "Bring Dawson in."
    "Yes, Master," said Grant with a smile as he rushed to the back
room of their hangout, an abandoned train station.
    "Pacey, darling, when are you going to get rid of that - ugh!  -
Grant?" asked Cordelia with a whining voice.
    "As soon as his services can be deemed unnecessary," said Pacey,
rubbing his temples at the whining tone of his beloved.
    "Pacey, you wanted to see me?" asked Dawson walking in with a
laugh, as blood dripped from his fangs.
    "I wanted to see you, yeah, but for Devil's sake, man, clean
yourself up!" said Pacey throwing Dawson a handkerchief he wore in his
lapel.
    Dawson wiped his chin clean and said, "Well, what do you want?"
    "I want you to go on a hunt with me, tonight," said Pacey with a
slight smile, "I want to be sure that I can trust you."
    "Of course you can trust me, Pacey," said Dawson with a grin,
sitting down beside him.
    "Hello, Dawson," said Cordelia with a sweet smile as she lay a
kiss on his left
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 cheek and Dawson kissed her hand, much to Pacey's
dislike.
    "Enough groping!" said Pacey, angrily pulling Cordelia's hand
away from Dawson's lips, "Dawson, my man, glad to have you back."
    Dawson nodded and when he was out of lackey Grant's sight, he
glanced at the bodies that he had been feeding on and felt sick and
guilty.  He didn't know how they could live this way, he didn't know why
anyone would want to live this way, and it was just plain wrong and evil.
 Then he remembered they were wrong and they were evil, and he was one of
them.  He dreaded tonight, it meant killing and hurting innocent people
and he didn't want to be apart of it.  He didn't want to be the enemy,
and he wished that they had just killed him right then and there, so that
he wouldn't have suffered so much pain.  He was going to escape before
things took a decidedly bad turn.
    When nightfall approached, Dawson got ready to leave and hoped
that no one would miss him until it was too late.  He had only one place
to go, his parents, who had been killed by Pacey and Cordelia, had left
him the house in their will.  He claimed it the night before, when he
successfully freed himself from one of Grant's "Good-bye soul"
inventions.  He sneaked out of the abandoned warehouse that was the
Vampire's Hangout, he ran on, and didn't look back for a second.
    As he approached his house, he saw a lone figure sleeping on the
porch swing in front, and as he walked closer he realized who it was.  He
smiled softly, knelt down beside the sleeping figure, and touched her
cheek gently, lifting a wisp of brown hair from her face.  He felt her
jump and he backed away, and hid behind a nearby wall.
    Joey's hand fell upon her cheek; the cold but tender touch still
lingered on her skin.  She shook off her initial apprehension and glanced
around, realizing where she was.  She hadn't meant to fall asleep,
especially not at the old Leery house, but she had always felt safe
there, even though he was gone.  Not a minute went by in the day that
Joey did not think of Dawson and not a minute went by after thinking of
him that did she not recall her regret.  Joey regretted not telling him
how she felt and had always felt, and she hoped that he had known her
heart when his soul died that night.
    Dawson winced as he saw her walk away, and the farther she walked
away, the more pain his heartfelt.  As he opened the door to his house,
he looked back to see the figure walking farther and farther.  He wanted
so much to love her and so much to know she cared, or at least, had
cared, but that was too much to ask.  As the screen door squeaked to
close behind him, he shook his head thinking that no one could love a
vampire.
    Dawson, however, came to this conclusion without the knowledge of
Buffy's past.  A past that consisted of a forbidden love between vampire
and slayer and a love that lingered on every time she saw the Angel that
was not hers and had never been hers, an Angel that was Jen's.  Buffy's
mind consisted of Angel the next morning, as she leaned against a metal
locker after Angel had dropped off her, Jen, Joey, and Xander at the high
school.  Although it was already after school, Buffy still had him on her
mind.  His manners, his expressions, his face, and even his laugh was
exactly the same as the good Angel of her past, the Angel she had almost
forgotten after she had lost him.
    "Earth to Buffy?  Alternate Universe to Buffy?" said Xander
jokingly, as he waved a hand in front of a space cadet Buffy and she
snapped out of her thoughts.
    "Uh, yeah?" asked Buffy with wide eyes as she glanced at Xander
who stood beside her.
    "Where did you go, to our old universe and back again?" asked
Xander with a laugh, and Buffy smiled slightly thinking how true it was.
    "Something like that, yeah," said Buffy and she realized that she
still had to put her books in her open locker.
    "So, how do you like, Capeside?" asked Xander as he and Buffy
took route to the library, which looked exactly as it did in Sunnydale.
    "Capeside's proving to be decidedly lame," said Buffy with a
sigh.
    "Aside from the
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fact that it's a Hellmouth and we have a heck of
a lot of vampires running the streets at night, you've got a good point,"
agreed Xander, who had yet to see anything "fun" in Capeside.
    "Well, Jen and Joey must know some place to go when we don't have
to go on a hunt," said Buffy with a shrug, hoping that everyday was not
going to be a slayer day.
    "If they're boring people, too, we can always ask Angel,"
suggested Xander, "Unless he's boring, too."
    "Uh, yeah, Angel," said Buffy with a trying smile, and something
in her tone made Xander look at her for a moment.
    He hesitated in saying anything, but he had to know and so he
asked her, "Y-you don't have a thing for this new Angel, do you?"
    "W-what?  You're kidding, right?  I mean, a thing?  N-no way, of
course not," rambled Buffy, and despite her denials, she couldn't even
look at Xander and her eyes kept to the floor.
    They continued to walk towards the library, and the awkward
silence continued to grow stronger between them.  Xander knew that
despite all of Buffy's efforts to mask her feelings, she was still in
love - in love with a nonexistent Angel that she, now, saw in what was
only a familiar form.  He painfully began to realize that it was her
blind love of Angel that she could never love him, a friend that would
always be by her side, a friend that existed and loved her to no end.
    As Xander and Buffy had their tribulations, Jen and Angel were
having theirs.  Jen had asked Angel to pick her up after school and to
take her to the beach where they could talk.  Angel had a feeling that
this "talk" was not going to be a happy one, but he did as she asked.
Now, they were walking hand-in-hand along the beach, and both were silent
not wanting the moment to ever end.
    "Um, so how's living arrangements with Xander and Giles?" asked
Jen, awkwardly, trying to fill time with meaningless conversation.
    "Oh, it's alright," said Angel, but silently he wondered what he
had been getting into when he had agreed to that, "What about Buffy at
your house?"
    "Grandma's going a little crazy having such a long-term guest in
the house, but I think she likes Buffy," said Jen with a sigh.
    Xander and Giles were staying at Angel's house for the time
being, and living arrangements were just a little too crammed.  Angel
couldn't help but think about how he had suddenly became Xander's brother
through a few strokes of a keyboard on Willow's part, but he brushed
those worries out of his mind.  As he looked at Jen, he wondered what it
was that made her need to talk to him.
    "Speaking of my Grandma," said Jen with a somber expression,
"Well, s-she says that I can't see you anymore, Angel.  She thinks you're
too old for me."
    "B-but Jen -" Angel began to argue, but Jen pressed her index
finger to his lips before he could talk.
    "I love you, Angel, but right now, I can't see you," said Jen
with a wistful smile, "I want to stop things before they get way out of
hand, but we can still go out once in awhile, when it seems okay.  When
tensions between me and my grandmother calm down, maybe we can start
seeing each other, but not now."
    "I understand, Jen, but I'm going to miss you," said Angel and he
kissed her gently on the cheek, and said, "That isn't good-bye, that's
just until we can see each other again."
    They lingered for a few moments and finally Angel let go of her
hand and walked slowly away.  A thousand thoughts, a million memories of
the girl he had to walk away from, but he was determined that it wouldn't
be for long.  He loved Jen and nothing was going to change that, he just
hoped that nothing was going to change her feelings for him.
    Everyone was having his or her loves and losses in romance, it
seemed, and Giles was no exception when Buffy and Xander walked into the
door.  Just as soon as he was about to talk to them, someone came into
the door.  He recognized her instantly and would have recognized her even
if she had been a mile away.  Her black hair and her dark eyes, her tall
form and her grace, all these aspects came rushing into his mind, and he
heard his heart beating tenfo
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ld.
    "Excuse me, you must be the new librarian, Giles," she said as
she walked towards him with a smile, "Well, I know this is a strange
favor, but I used to know the former librarian.  Well, Niles and I were
dating when he died and I wanted to have something of his."
    "Uh, what is this strange favor?" asked Giles nervously, and he
was quite away at the widening eyes of Buffy and Xander despite their
silent conflict.
    "Niles kept a journal at school and he keeps it in a locked
drawer in his desk, I was wondering if you could give it to me?" she
asked with a questioning smile.
    "Uh, y-yes, I-I think that would be alright, um, Ms..  Uh - "
Giles said, making sure that her name was still the same as it had been
before.
    "Ms. Calendar, but you can call me Jenny," said Ms. Calendar who
extending her hand and shook hands with Giles.
    "Yes, Jenny, um, let me go get it," said Giles who quickly walked
out of the room to his office.
    Ms. Calendar found a seat at the same table that Buffy and Xander
were sitting at, and all was silent, until two students walked in.  They
were two very familiar students that made Buffy's and Xander's mouths
drop, they were none other than Druscilla and Spike.
    "Hello, Dru, Spike," said Ms. Calendar greeting them as they
walked in, and Buffy and Xander would have said something if they hadn't
been so dumbfounded in their life.  "What can I help you with?"
    Druscilla was still as pale and spooky looking as ever, but her
hair was pulled into a high ponytail and she wore - a cheerleader's
outfit.  Spike, it seemed, had returned to his normal and possibly better
strength because he was sporting a Capeside High football jersey.
    "We need books on the American Civil War," replied Druscilla,
whose voice had lost its entire accent.
    "Books on the Civil War are -" answered Giles, but when he looked
at who the request was from his mouth fell open and he gained enough
composure to explain," Um, they're on the last shelf to the right."
    "Is that the journal?" asked Ms. Calendar glancing at the
black-bound book that he had in his hand.
    "Yes, yes, it is," said Giles and he handed it to her.
    "Thank you, thank you very much.  I'll see you around sometime,"
she replied before she left.
    "It's three-thirty, already?" asked Buffy standing up and
grabbing her backpack.  "Sorry, Giles, I promised Joey I'd help her out
at the restaurant at four and it'll take me that long to get there."
    "Quite alright, we'll talk tomorrow morning," said Giles
absently.
    "Then, that means I can go, too," said Xander and he and Buffy
reached the library doors at the same time, both wanted to go the
opposite directions.
    "See ya, Buffy," said Xander with quick raise of his hand and he
walked away.
    Buffy walked swiftly out of the school, feeling a little guilty
that she had just lied to Giles.  She hadn't promised Joey that she was
going to help her at four, but Buffy felt that she needed a little time
alone.  She knew that her comments were plaguing Xander very much.  He
had been distant and aloof, ever since she had lamely tried to deny that
she didn't love Angel, the new Angel.  Xander had lately become more than
a pal, he was the only one her age that knew who she had been before and
he was the only one to understand her, and she hoped that he hadn't been
hurt by her false denials.
    She walked out and decided to take a stroll along the sands of
the beautiful beaches of Capeside, one of the many things that Sunnydale
had lacked.  In the distance, on the pier, she saw Angel, in his familiar
black jacket, and even from faraway he looked sad.  Buffy decided she
should see what was wrong and walked along the creaking boards of the
pier towards Angel.
    "Hey," she said to him, trying unsuccessfully to sound cheerful.
    "Hi," said Angel with a sigh and a small smile as she sat down
beside him.
    "What's up?" asked Buffy eyeing his depressed expression.
    "Oh, nothing much, except that Jen just broke up with me," said
Angel in a nonchalant tone that made Buffy confused.
    "I thought that you and Jen were doing great," said Buffy as a
salty wind bl
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ew her blonde hair into her face.
    "We were and are, it's just that her grandmother doesn't approve
of me, and I respect that.  I mean, I wouldn't want to make anything
harder for Jen, or anything like that, I love her, after all," said Angel
seriously, and Buffy smiled despite his confession of love for Jen
because she knew he meant it.
    Buffy had to admit, for awhile, she had been confused with the
Angel of her past and the different Angel that sat beside her now.  Her
love for the past Angel never died, but it never began with the Angel by
her.  This Angel was different, his heart was destined for Jen and his
friendship was destined for her, and nothing else.
    "It'll be alright, Angel, and before you know it, Jen will be
yours again," said Buffy with a smile as he glanced at her and she gave
him a friendly hug.  "Hang in their tough guy, Jen will always be yours."
    "I hope you're right, Buffy," said Angel with a nod, and then he
gave her a sly smile.  "What about you and Xander, hmm?"
    Buffy paused and laughed softly and said, "What about me and
Xander?"  Angel ceased to ask anything at all, and they sat there,
watching the sunset.  Yet, Buffy couldn't help but think about Angel's
question, what about her and Xander?
    In the distance, Xander looked on at Buffy and Angel.  He saw how
close-knit they were, he knew that Angel and Jen had broken up.  It's
just a matter of time now, thought Xander to himself.  As the sun fell
down and the beasts of the night began to stir, he walked away.

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Date: Wed, 1 Apr 1998 08:30:42 EST
From: Trey Cash <[e-mail]>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: That Was The Day 2/2

I know I posted this about a month ago but I figured since it's April Fool's
based..it wouldn't hurt to make an secondary performance.

Title:That Was The Day 1/2
Author: Alex Queirolo
e-mail: [e-mail]
Distribution: Yep..sure..just ask...
Rating: PG-13..general good spirited mean-ness

Summary: A comedic little ditty about certain dates of the year, pink rabbits
and revenge.
Disclaimer: The characters of Angel, Buffy et al. are the property of
Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, the WB and whoever elseà No copyright
infringement intended.
Feedback: Please...good, bad, whatever!

***
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
 This takes place after my story "I Will Survive" and therefore adheres to the
events of that piece. It also takes place before "The End of the Innocence".In
the Buffy scheme of things, it takes place after "Phases" but then promptly
procedes to split off from the time-stream that is Joss Whedon's. It makes the
assumptions that Cordelia and Xander are still together as are Oz and Willow
and that through time, Buffy and Angel can begin to rebuild their
relationship. Time-wise, it takes place around Easter which would be a couple
months after the events of the previously mentioned story.

CONTENT WARNING:
 This should contain nothing that is too objectionable except for the fact
that I'm trying humor instead of angst. That could be traumatic for all
involved. Actual contents include brief sexual situations, a tad bit of
language, a slight smidgen of angst(I tried..honestly I did but I couldn't get
away from it completely) and a whole lot of insanity. So damn the man and rock
and roll.

DISCLAIMER:
 The characters seen on the show BUFFY belong to Joss "Da Man" Whedon. He is
my yoda and such. Any that I create belong to me and I am their god. Ya dig? I
mean no infringement, just pointless lunacy. The title of this piece is taken
off of the THREESOME album and is by THE THE. The musical quote is by
BIRDBRAIN and is lifted from the original SCREAM album. Have fun.

***
 Xander peered out through the screened eyes of the costume and to his horror
he saw them there. Willow. Oz. And Buffy. And oh God, she was up to something.
He saw her take a plastic bag from Willow and start to approach and his heart
began to pound.


 He didn't have long to contemplate it however before he felt a savage tugging
on his whiskers.  Looking down he saw a little boy searching through the
pocket of his rabbit overalls. Well at least he was a bunny with dignity. "Can
I help you little boy?" Xander asked into the voice changer. Appparenty
Mr.Chase didn't think his voice sounded very bunnyish. Talk about adding
insult to injury.


"Eggs," the kid growled, grabbing the front of the overalls. "Where are my
damn eggs? Didn't get none last year. Mom said ya screwed me  over. Want my
damn eggs, Mr. Bunny."


 Xanders' eyes widened. Oh this was great. Insult. Injury. Buffy. Cordelia.
Willow. Oz. Psycho kid. Go team go.


 "How about a nice carrot?" A voice asked from above the kid. Xander looked up
and saw Buffy standing there with a bag full of carrots. His first instinct
was to groan at the obvious pun.


 "Get real, lady...I want my damn eggs."


 "How about I give you five bucks and you go buy your own eggs," Buffy replied
in a sweet tone that told Xander if the kid didn't take the money, she was
gonna go Slayer on the tike. Xander sighed and decided that it was a good
thing that it wasn't Buffy who'd lost the bet. On the other hand..Buffy in a
bunny suit woulda been priceless no matter what the attitude.


 "I guess so. Let's see the fundage, lady." The kid replied through narrowed
eyes. Buffy rolled her eyes and reached into her pocket and pulled out a five.
The kid snatched it from her, examined it carefully while she watched in awe
and then turned to Xander, "Your mistress got you off the hook this time,
rabbit-boy but you'd better deliver next time or I'm telling the Mrs. about
her." And then he stalked off.


 Xander turned to Buffy, "You see what I've been putting up with all day.
Little kids who use my whiskers..my poor precious whiskers for tissue paper.
Try to grab my tail and eat my ears...it's hell, Buffy...hell.."


 "Yeah..Xand..I think you're becoming way too attached to that costume. Maybe
you should take off the head and let some air get to your brain."



 "Oh no, no, no. I know what you're up to...you and Cordelia both. Wherever
she is. You're planning bad things for me. I think I'm safer in here."


 "Whatever you say, Xander." Buffy said with a grin. Then she reached into the
plastic bag and pulled out a carrot, "Hungry?"


 He groaned and grabbed the carrot and jabbed it at his heart. "Buffy, the
bunny-rabbit Slayer..ack..."


 "Oh my God, mommy! Mr. Rabbit is commiting suicide!" A little girl walking by
yelled.


 Xander swiveled his head and let the carrot drop to the ground. He looked at
Buffy for help but she was leaning against the wall of his "rabbit-house"
laughing so hard that she was practically crying.


 "Oh God," she managed between giggles, "What I wouldn't give for a video
camera."


 ***


 "Is that Alexander Harris? Betsy, is that Xander Harris?" a teenaged girl
asked her friend as they approached the area where the Easter display Mr.
Chase was sponsoring was set up.


 "Oh my God...it is...Paula...look..Xander Harris is the Easter bunny." Betsy
cried out as she grabbed another friend.


 Xander felt his face flush deep red beneath the mask. How the hell did they
know? And then as he watched the crowd of high-schoolers grow, his eyes
settled on the culprits; Buffy and Cordelia leaning against the display wall
of the music store watching with matching grins. Oh..they were so going to
die.


 And then, almost as if they knew he was looking at them, they both lifted
their hands and waved. And then Cordelia blew him a kiss. He scanned to the
left and saw Willow and Oz watching with large grins on their faces and
suddenly he realized what was going on. He'd been set up. From the beginning.
Buffy and Cordelia had planned it all out and Willow had at least known about
it.


 Ambushed. They'd played the ultimate prank on him from start to finish. Well
so they thought, he vowed. It ain't over yet.


 And then Buffy winked at him and raised a carrot up to eye level so that he
could see her wave it around. And then she lowered it and took a bite.


 That was the last thing he saw before the sea of high-schoolers descended
upon him, demanding to get their pictures taken with Mr. Easter Bunny.
Ooh...they were so going to die.


 ***



 "I think pink is a good color for you," Cordelia assured him as she helped
him lift off the rabbit head. He groaned as the head stuck coming over his
head.


 "Right," he muttered. "One of them peed on me. Another one clipped my
whiskers.I'm whisker-less. Mr.Bunny has no whiskers and how am I supposed to
know if I can fit through a door..if I get trapped it's gonna be all your
guys' fault."


 "But you're so cute..so kissably cute. And it's not like he peed on you..he
got your overalls. We can just strip those off and throw them in the washer."
Cordelis reminded him as she leaned forward and kissed his nose.


 "Oh wonderful, now I'm a naked pink rabbit without whiskers," Xander replied.


 "Actually it's kinda sexy...in a barbaric strange kinda way. Okay, its not
but you were such a good sport that I'll humor you and say you're sexy."


 "Oh I'm touched," Xander responded sarcastically. "Oh hey, let's make this
evening complete, we can finish chewing off my bunny ears. Sure, they're not
chocolate but those little kids sure liked them anyways."

 "Oh cheer up, it's over and you survived."


 "No thanks to you and Buffy. The whole school is gonna knoew about this. My
reputation is shot. I'm gonna forever be known as Xander the Pink Bunny."


 "I know this is hard to believe but this is actually an improvement over your
old reputation," Cordelia replied.


 "Good to know I always have your support. When did you and Buffy become
chummy enough to plot against me? I kinda liked it when you weren't..it was
less painful for me."


 She shrugged,"I don't know what your complaining about..you were a hit with
the kids. Daddy wants you to work the next two weeks up until Easter."


 "Uh uh..hell no..no way..Tarakan bugs couldn't make me...no way...I don't
even want to know what evil things you and Buffy could do to me in two weeks
worth of time. As of tonight, I am this demented rabbit no more. I'm just fine
with being plain Xander."


 Cordelia grinned,"I think I could convince you." And then she wrapped her
arms around him and pushed him back against the inside wall of the rabbit-
house.


 ***


 "Ugh..I got to still do a sweep of the cemetary," Buffy groaned as she
munched on the remaining carrots. She'd bought about twelve and then handed
out all but three to high-schoolers who had used them to torment poor Xander.
At one point Buffy had almost felt bad enought to step in and save him but
then she'd gotten a mental flash of the white shirt he'd ruined with that damn
trick ink pen. That'd been enough for her to decide that his pain was
justified. Willow had been harder to convince. At one point she'd had to
physically restrain Willow from running to Xanders' aide. At another time
she'd had to convince Oz to take Willow on a tour of the malls' computer shop.
A few minutes in cyber-nerd land had cured Will of her desire to help Xander.



 "But we'll meet you at the Bronze afterwards, right?" Willow asked, taking a
carrot from Buffy.


 "Yup. I am so the party girl tonight,"Buffy replied cheerfully. "And I'm not
gonna wait out here forever for them. Ten minutes, no show, no stake. No bad.
That's the way I see it anyways. And if Giles ask, then I can answer
truthfully that I did run a sweep."


 "Argue semantics, that's good."


 "No, no, Will...I'm just giving Giles a slight misrepresentation of the
acknowledged facts. Not semantics at all, just a different way of saying it."


 "That's semantics."


 "Well okay, if you have to be stubborn about it," Buffy pouted. Then she
grinned, "Angel might come home tonight. I'm hoping."


 Willow smiled, "I hope so..that would be so neat..it'd be like couples
night." She squealed and reached forward and grabbed her friends' hands.


 "Uh guys," Oz said from behind them."There's um, uh...bad men who haven't
seen a dentist in awhile behind you. Could you, uh..do that cool dusting thing
you do, Buffy?"


 Buffy spun and scowled at the three approaching vamps,"Oh you just had to be
jerks about it. Oh well, might as well do my job..feel happy about myself and
raise my average."


 "You're funny, Slayer." One of the vamps growled. "But did you hear the one
about Arkanasas? Turns out they found a new use for sheep...wool."


 Buffy's eyebrow jumped upwards, "Oh great..a comedian. Figures. You, my
friend, will be stand-up funny to kill. Oh hey..I made a joke. I da chick."
And with that she spun around and kicked the comedian vampire in the chest.


 Oz looked over at Willow and pointed to the bushed. "There are more."


 "Oh shit!" she yelled. She gave him an apologetic and shy smile when she saw
his stunned expression, "We need back-up. I'll go for Xander and Cordelia."


 "I get to fight." He nodded his head and grinned. "Right on."


 "Be careful." She warned as she leaned over and gave him a quick peck on
mouth. He watched her go and then he jumped at one of the vampires.


 ***


 "Okay, this pink thing really has to go," Cordelia muttered between kisses as
she worked desperately on the zipper of the costume. Xander growled and looked
at her.


 "I've been trying for only the last ten minutes. The damn thing is jammed.
Maybe if we turned on the light.."


 "No," she said quickly, "Kissing's okay..it's just weird feeling fur under my
fingers."


 "It's your fault," he shot back as he kissed her again.


 "Uh huh," she whispered.


 Of course that was when the door flew open. Both Xander and Cordelia jumped
upwards and stared.


 "Will?" Xander exlaimed. "What the?"



 "Buffy's in trouble...she needs our help." Willow said quickly. She gave
Xander a once over and then said, "You don't have time to change. You're gonna
have to fight as Mr.Easter Rabbit."


 "Oh great," Xander muttered, "Now I'm gonna have to take abuse from vampires.
This is so not my day." And then he followed the two girls out of the rabbit-
house muttering something about whiskers and nude pink bunnies.


 ***


 His hand collided with her face and she stumbled back a few steps before
spinning around into a kick that knocked him to his back. She jumped atop him
and reached for something to stake him with. What she came up with suprisingly
orange.


 "You're gonna kill me with a carrot, Slayer? Now look who's the comedian!"
the funny vamp laughed as he reached out and grabbed her hair and pulled it.


 "Hello! I just conditioned that today!" She cried angrily as she pulled back
and smashed him in the nose. He howled in pain.


 "You brokt my nowse, now how da hewl am I gunna tewl jokes?" He complained,
putting his hand over the bloody cartilage.


 She gave him a dry look and then reached back and grabbed a piece of wood off
of the ground, "Don't worry,I'll pick up the slack. Sweet dreams, laughing
boy."  She thrust it into him. To her horror she heard a loud noise that
resembled what Xander sounded like after eating too much Taco Bell. Wide-eyed,
Buffy watched as the vampire dusted and a whoopee cushion fell to the ground.
She shook her head and then jumped up to assist Oz who was actually handling
himself quite well. Giles had surmised that Oz had gained a few of his
werewolf like traits. Just the same, he was no Slayer.


 "I got him..oof!" Buffy cried as another one kicked her from behind. She fell
forward stake extended and took out the vamp that Oz had been fighting. Oz
nodded.


 "Cool."


 "Why thank you,"  she grinned, spinning to deal with the last remaining vamp.
Of course he was the one that had to be the pain in the ass about becoming
dust. "Would you just..oof...die...already?" she asked in exasperation as she
dodged his Jackie Chan like kicks.


 He spoke in some foreign language, hurling a whole line of dialogue at her
that just flew past her head. Hell, maybe he was Jackie Chan.


 "Buffy!" Xander cried as he, Cordelia and Willow came into the clearing.
Buffy turned ever-so-slightly to see her new arrivals and instantly knew she
shouldn't have. Kung-fu boy was just too good. She hit the dirt with a thump
and groaned as he placed his foot on her chest, pointed and yelled a bunch of
unintelligible things at her. Great, she thought, I'm gonna die without even
knowing what the hell my killer is saying to me.


 He pushed his foot harder against her chest and she felt the air seeping from
her lungs. Then she heard Xander scream "No!" and Kung-Fu boy glanced at him.
And then he stopped dead in place. Staring at Xander in his bright pink bunny
suit.


 Buffy would have laughed if she had the oxygen to.Instead she used Kung-Fu
boys' dazed state to flip him and change positions. She climbed on his chest
and placed the stake to his heart, "Didn't your mom ever tell you? It's not
nice to stare. Even if he is a naked pink rabbit without a head." And then
with a predatory grin, she dusted him.


 She stood up and coughed a couple times to get the air circulating again and
then she reached over and gave Xander a hug. "You are so the man..er..rabbit.
Whatever."


 "It's cool, Buff..just doing my job and making the world safe for poor saps
like me who get ambushed by their best friends..."


 "Okay, we get it Put-Upon-Boy. You're abused." Cordelia muttered. "Can we
please get out of these woods..leaves are sticking to me and that is
so...ewww."


 "Yeah..wouldn't want to have to make you actually wash your clothes
yourself," Buffy teased with a smile from ear to ear. Then she sighed, "Let's
blow the Bronze tonight and tank it at my place. I got lotsa food..mom stocked
up." Then she smirked at Xander. "And lotsa carrots for the cute little rabbit
who saved my life."


***


 "It's not coming off,"Willow finally said, looking up at him and trying hard
not to laugh. She wasn't doing so well.


 "Then rip it off. Come on..I gotta get outta this thing!" Xander cried out
desperately. "I mean I got a zipper..you know...but come on...just rip it..who
cares.."


 "Don't rip it!" Cordelia yelled, coming into the room with Buffy at her
heels. Buffy was carrying a tray filled with two pints of ice-cream and soda
cans.


 "Come on..it's a rabbit..it's not alive. It's not even real fur and frankly
it's chaffing my butt."


 "You're not wearing clothes under there?" Buffy asked in amazement. And then
she held up her hands, "You know what? Nevermind...I don't actually want to
know the answer to that..it just kinda popped out."


 "Well I do. You..are...wearing clothes under there, right?" Cordelia asked.


 "Boxers. My jeans wouldn't fit. Now Buffy would you please use your almighty
Slayer powers and rip this damn thing off of me."


"Sounds kinda kinky." Buffy replied, lifting an eyebrow.


 "Do I even want to know why you're asking Buffy to rip a pink rabbit suit off
of you?" a soft voice said from Buffy's window. They all turned at once and
Buffy's eyes went wide.


 "Angel!" Buffy all but squealed as she propelled herself into his arms. He
grinned as he wrapped his arms around her and accepted her fiery kisses.


 "Aw," Willow said excitedly, "Big smoochies."


 "Yeah, yeah," Xander growled. "Great. Hello, Buffy..me..bunny
suit..you..Slayer...come on?"


 "Oh, she can't." Cordelia told him, staying away from making eye contact with
him.


 "Uh, what? When you say she can't..you mean because she's super-glued to
Angel at the moment, right?"


 "No, I mean that costume is worth over five hundred dollars. You can't rip
it. You'll have to wait until morning when we can take it into the shop to
have it removed." Cordelia replied.



 Xanders' eyes went wide, "Oh no...no no...I am not wearing
this...this..rabbit all night long." He looked at Buffy. "Please..I'm begging
you."


 She looked at Cordelia and her face contorted as she tried desperately not to
laugh. Unable to stop, she turned back to Angel and pushed her face against
his chest until the giggles subsided. "I can't help you, Xand. Sorry."


 "This is wrong."


 Angel laughed, "I feel for you, man." Then he shook his head and looked at
Buffy. Softening his voice he murmured, "I just wanted to stop by and see you.
This is your time with them. We'll talk later."


 "Are you sure? I mean.."


 "I'm sure." He leaned forward and kissed her and then he whispered into her
ear, "I love you." He started to back away and then he leaned forward again
and said, "Don't keep him in that outfit too long..he looks like an idiot."


 "I know," she replied wickedly. And then just like that he was gone. She
sighed and  turned back to the others. "Lets us..party?"


 "Please?" Xander protested again. This time he didn't miss the look that
passed between all of the girls. Oz, of course, looked utterly lost and out of
the loop. Will was wearing a sympathetic look...she'd be his champion.And then
she shook her head and Cordelia and Buffy nodded. They were discreet, subtle
movements but Xander already knew something was up.


"Sorry, Xand." Buffy replied. "Wanna bowl of ice-cream? It's carrot flavored."


 "I'm gonna get you for this, Buffy. Gonna get all of you." Xander promised.
then he looked down at himself. "Just as soon as I'm not...pink...anymore."


 Cordelia started laughing then and couldn't seem to stop. Buffy and Willow
watched her in amusement knowing full well that the game was up.


 "Um, am I missing something?"Oz asked.


 That got Willow rolling and Buffy began to cackle. Cordelia crossed over to
Xander and reached down to his leg. He jumped as she moved her hand to his
inner thigh and found the zipper for his crotch. Eyes wide, he tried to say
something but all that came out were sounds of disbelief.


And then she pulled a hidden zipper up and the outfit split in two. "Nice
boxers," she said with a smile.


 Buffy nodded, trying to be serious, "Very manly..those...rabbits."


 That was all it took for all three of the girls to lose it again. Xander and
Oz exchanged confused looks and then sat on Buffy's bed at the same time. Oz
offered Xander a bowl of ice-cream which he took and then they sat back to
watch. All the while not having a clue about what was going on.



 And when they finally managed to calm for a few seconds to catch a breath, it
was Cordelia who moved forward and whispered, "Happy April Fools' Day,
Xander."

FIN



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