By: Star, Dawsonlover1697@aol.com

Subject: Anya’s thoughts on Xander.

Summary: It’s too short for a summary. Just start reading…you’ll get it.

If you don’t, you’re an idiot.

 

Sorry. It goes with the theme. Anyway, carry on.

 

 

The Mind of An Ex Demon



The sound of the club beat through my head as it had done a thousand times before. I look at my companion for the evening. Two years ago I would have been harming him. If it wasn’t for Giles who decide to break my amulet. My last reign of terror was on the boy I love. To watch him dig is orgasmic. To see him smile is addicting. And there he is talking to his ex. I manage to block out most of the conversation and just stare at him. It scares me that I'm able to see myself married to him. My clock is beating so fast. I want that child more than anything. I want that white fence. He never took me seriously that day. Who would when your double bursts in. I see a glimmer in his eye. He looks happier than when we first started dating. The girl flirting with him summoned me. I vamped the town to grant her wish. No biggie. The thought of hurting him leaves this dullness inside. I almost killed him. It never bothers him but it always bothers me. Hey there's my boss. Shouldn't he be going somewhere for people his own age. I suppose if we did that I would be going to the cemetery daily. I make polite chit chat and I don't think he can stand me. I'm not one of his favorite people. Probably because I know more and can tell him off. Where's a silencing spell when you need one. I don’t care about A & E. And definitely not Shakespeare's Biography. Maybe on Henry the Eighth. All his wives summoned me from their grave. I killed good ole Henry myself. OOHH chicken wings. Wow. Saved by the Willow. She never liked me. Maybe it's because I almost killed her and stole her crush. She needs dance lessons bad. I tune in Xander's convo. Blah blah blah I love acting. Do I care. No. Apparently she's developed powers. What are they, handing them out? ‘Cause I want some back. Tune out again. Oh look, Buffy and Dull boy. What is she wearing? Crimped hair shouldn't be allowed after 1990. And those shoes. Yes, Buffy, I know I have to look up some protective amulets. Yes, I know I shouldn't talk about sex next time I babysit your sister. Riley sits there silent. Is that a fang mark on his arm. He does look paler than usual. I imagine Xander's and my body's interlocked for awhile. Tune back in. Blah, blah, Xander I love you. What. Excuse me. Xander's mine. That's impossible because I love Anya. You do??? I kiss him hard and long. That's my Xander. That’s the man I’m going to marry.

 

 

And yes, that’s all.