Disclaimers: Joss owns them, not me. I make no claims at all.
SD??: After the end of SDTR, I will hopefully be taking a break and finishing off the missing few months, from Discord's POV.
Title: Nirvana own the song, not me. They rock/rocked. CL sucks, she kills their songs everytime she tries to cover them. Someone stop her!
 
Faith's POV
 
Slayers Do Total Recall XXVII - Heart Shaped Box
 
Fuck it.
She swallowed her pride and got down on her knees to beg me, and I'm acting like a moron!
Ok, find something to throw then Faith.
Jeez, do they sweep up all the little stones on the road or something?
How am I gonna romantically pelt her window, with half a fuckin' brick?!
 
Ok, got some.
Right.
Not to hard, or you'll crack it, and she'll whip your ass!
There, bullseye!
Oh yeah, I've still got a good arm.
What is this?
She doesn't sleep with ear plugs.
Come on B, open your window!
There, bullseye, again.
Come on!
Even the neighbours heard that.
 
'Faith?!'
 
'Arghhhh!!!!!'
 
I twirl round all of a sudden, at someone behind me, and trip over my feet, falling in a heap on the floor.
 
'B?! I thought you were... I was... I was trying to wake you up with the stones thing. You know, like in the movies? Helps if you're in your room though.'
 
'I went to Slay. Had some unresolved tension, from a certain person being nasty to me. Get off the floor, Faith.'
 
I flip myself up and dust off.
 
'Is that a new move?'
 
'Dis taught it to me. You like? I can show you if you want, I mean, if you're still speaking to me I can show you?'
 
'We can't talk out here, Faith. Mom'll kill me if she sees me out here this late. Come on, up the tree to my room. Wait up, can you climb in those pants?'
 
'I'm Faith. I can do anything in these pants!'
 
She rolls her eyes and does the climb in about ten seconds.
Jeez, yeah, well you said you could climb in tight leather pants, so you're gonna climb in them!
At the window she grabs my arm, pulling me in too quickly, and we end up in a pile on her floor
 
'Shit, B!'
 
'Shhh, mom will go insane if she finds out I can climb in through the window. We have to...'
 
She starts laughing 'cause we're all tangled up.
Then I start laughing too, 'cause we're these big... we'll she's not, but, anyway, we're these big Slayers, all caught up on the floor, and we're scared of her mom!
We both collapse back on the floor, and I need to catch my breath.
What with the run over here, the climb, then getting the wind knocked out of me, and the smokes before; jeez, my lungs are ready to give it all up.
 
'I need to cut down on the smokes, shit.'
 
'Shhh! If you wake Dawn, she'll start talking, and we'll never stop her.'
 
I lower my voice to a bare, growly whisper; which isn't all that hard, seeing as my throat's been coated in nicotine for years.
 
'I never thought someone could speak more than you, but that sis of yours has that base covered.'
 
'I know. Hey, I don't talk loads, what you trying to say, Knight? Anyway, I'm not speaking to you, because you still haven't said you're sorry for throwing me out!'
 
It's always an uphill battle.
I feel like buying myself some of those spikes that help climbers get up sheet ice cliffs.
 
'I did say sorry! You turned your phone off. Check your messages, and you'll hear they're full of me, and the word sorry, over and over again.'
 
'I did check my... damn it! They keep getting deleted. Did you really call to say sorry? Why'd you get mad at me?'
 
Here it is, Faith.
Play nicely and maybe you'll get a kitty treat after.
Remember; nicely!
I push myself up and look down at her.
She's still on her back, but she looks relaxed, and not pissed.
So I take a deep breath; and kiss her.
 
And you know what?
My world doesn't fall apart.
It fuckin' flames up into an inferno.
 
And at the centre of that fire, is Buffy Summers!