Title: A Comic Relief Mitt Muse In Progress
Author: Poison
Series: The Comic Relief Fund, a collection of fics that all have the words "Comic Relief" in the title though no two fics in the Fund are alike (except ones in response to Calia and Katie)
Disclaimer: all hail Joss, creator of all thing BtVS and Ats
Summery: a short 200 word drabble
Note: the continuation of this will be 300 words
Note 2: much fine tuning to make it 200
Dedication: to the all powerful ListMum and her request for more mitt

"I don’t get it."

"You wouldn’t," Andrew assured him. He bit his lip to keep from laughing in Xander’s face. "It’s an inside joke that you couldn’t understand… Amazingly enough, me n’ Spike do talk once in a while."

"But what’s with the looks and the innuendo and everything?"

Andrew sighed and scraped the last of the chocolate chip cookies onto the cooling rack. He tossed off his mitts – quickly offering them an apologetic look – before he handed an almost burning hot cookie over. "Don’t worry about it. Since you work during the day, it’s not something that’ll affect you."

Giles shook his head and glanced at Kennedy who seemed to know what this inside joke was all about. Removing his glasses, he put a heavy hand on Xander’s shoulder. "Give it up, they won’t share and I doubt you want to know anyways."

"But I do! I hate being out of the loop. Out of the loop means the world is going to end and since I’m the village idiot it doesn’t matter that I don’t know."

Kennedy giggled and pushed away from the kitchen table. "Well, when you do find out, you can’t say we didn’t warn you."