Disclaimers: Joss owns them,
not me. I make no claims. I don't own 28 Days either. No Harm intended.
Comments: I own Discord. Do
not steal her without incurring my wrath.
Date Stamp: Miss K, aka Kitty
wrote this 16.12.01
Title: Veruca Salt own the
song, not me. I make no claims at all. Louise Post is God.
Buffy's POV
Slayers Do Christmas
VII - Good Disaster
Oh, I'm so dead!
Trust mom to remember that.
I was angry, I didn't really mean
she was in rehab.
I'd watched 28 Days too many times, I'm impressionable,
what can I say.
I walk back out of the kitchen and smile at
Faith, who folds her arms up, and stares at me like she's going to rip my
head off.
Oh, she's so moody!
Probably all wound up after that almost kiss.
What an almost kiss, though.
I'm going to have to change my underwear after
this.
So much for making her pay, or even making
her wait!
'Mrs S, B? I gotta go, I've sort of got someone
staying over. I need to check she hasn't burnt my place down, you know.'
I watch as mom and Dawnie hug her goodbye.
Hmm, got to go and say hi to your little friend?
Oh; no, hold up!
Trying to kiss me, while you've got some bimbo
waiting for you, probably all naked?
What is this, keep one in reserve in case the
other one doesn't work out?
Well Buffy Summers is not going down with out
a fight!
Going down...
Don't you dare start thinking about
that.
Focused, stay focused!
'Faith, you want me to walk you back to yours?'
'What, in case I get tempted by a Liquor Store,
B? No, I think I can get back home in one piece.'
'I want to walk you, though.'
I'm never going to hear the end of that rehab
thing now, I just know it.
She shrugs her shoulders, which is Faith's
way of being enthusiastic.
It is, I know her like the back of my hand.
Not that I study the back of my hand a lot,
but if I did, I'd know her that well.
Am I arguing against myself here, I've lost
track?
I grab her arm, poke Dawn in the ribs as we
walk past, and go out into the night.
We sort of walk back to hers in this horrid
silence.
I know she's mad at me.
She knows I know she's mad at me.
I know that she knows, that I know that she
knows that she's mad at me.
No, that's all wrong.
I know that she knows that I know that she...
Or is it, I know that she knows...?
Oh, scrub that thought.
'B, why'd you have to make me sound like a
booze hound of druggie to your mom?'
'I said prefab! I can't help it if
she's old and her hearing isn't as good as it used to be!'
'You're going to Hell for that one, you are.
Either that or your nose is gonna grow so long that birds are gonna
start making nests at the end of it.'
I scratch my nose, just to check.
See, it's fine!
'It's not a lie. Well it is, sort of. I meant
to say prefab, just it came out as rehab. Ok, it didn't. I was mad at you.
I thought you were never coming back, so I sort of bent the truth.'
'Bent the truth, B? You twisted it into a fuckin'
Rubix cube! How can you bend, gone to LA into gone to rehab?!'
'Buffy's bad, she won't do it again. Girl scouts
honour.'
'You were never in the Girl scouts,
B.'
'I know, but if I was I'd be very honourable
and that's what I'm basing it on.'
'Look, you don't have to walk me back. I am
a Slayer, I can deal with the nasties you know.'
'What don't you want me to see, Faith?'
She's hiding that hussy, I know she is!
I bet she's a stripper.
She'll be all toned and bendy and... not me!
I bet she's called Candy or Fizzy or something
like that.
'Hiding? The mess maybe, nothing else. What's
up with you?'
Up with me?
Nothing, just a huge case of turning
a vile shade of green and wanting to see your new wife!
'Sorry, Christmas crazy. Ignore me. Look, here
we are.'
I stare up at her building and try and check
to see if the bedroom light is on.
IT IS!
Nooooooooooo!
Great, just great.
I turn her on and get her all twitchy, and
then send her home to her friend.
This is great, just great!
'Thanks for protecting me from all the vamps
that attacked us. You gonna be ok, going back on your own?'
'I'm the Slayer, of course I am.'
How silly, like I'm not going to be ok?
She's weird.
I watch as she kicks at the floor, and jams
her hands into her pockets.
'You wanna do something tomorrow, you know,
like, um, a movie or maybe just hang out?'
She sounds like she'd asking me out on a date,
it's so cute!
'Sure, oh, what about your friend?
Won't she be lonely without you?'
'Dis? Nah, she can entertain herself for hours.'
I bet she can.
Probably practising her stripping routine and
dancing round a pole.
'Ok then. Come round at eleven and I can get
you breakfast. Then we can decide what we're going to do.'
'Done deal. I'll see you tomorrow then and...
Hey you! Where ya goin'? Stay there, B.'
Faith runs over to someone coming out of the
door of her building.
I can't make them out.
She needs to get on to the super about the
light there.
Vamps would love that.
Faith waves me over and as I get closer introduces
us.
No... this can't be?
'B? This is Dis.'
Oh my God, she's gorgeous!
'Heard a lot about you Buffy. Nice to meet
you.'
She holds out a tanned hand, as the other one
brushes through her shoulder length black hair.
I shake it, on automatic.
No!
How am I going to compete with her?
Faith's dating Xena!