Disclaimers: Joss owns them, not me. I make no claims to B/F at all.
Comments: Yes, they are too young to drink, well they're too young to even walk on the Casino floor, without someone over the age of 21. So, give me a break!
Authors Comments: This is a mini-scene setter. So pretty pointless and not amusing one single bit, which is why I'm posting the next part at the same time.
Date Stamp: Written by Miss K, aka Kitty 25.11.01.
 
Buffy's POV
 
Slayers Do Vegas XXVII - Please Be Careful of Low Flying Brain Cells
 
'Wow, Faith, way to chose a room! These colours suck. Hey, we only have one bed! Ok, so, it's a huge bed, but it's still only one, and there are two of us!'
 
One bed?
ONE BED!
 
'Yeah and two beds pushed the room price up to $90! Look, you wanted lions, grin and bear it.'
 
I'm going with a NO to any sort of baring, at all!
The bikini incident was bad enough.
 
I throw my bag on the bed and sit down, right on the end.
It is big.
And I can sleep all the way over one side, with Faith all the way over the other.
Ok, I'm fine with this.
Fine.
So fine in fact that I don't have any issues sleeping in the same bed with Faith.
Not one!
See how adult I'm being?
Adult Buffy Summers, visits Las Vegas, with her totally platonic friend, Faith Knight.
See, we're Ooooooo-k!
 
'Hey, B, wanna come to GameWorks with me?'
 
Huh?
 
'What? Sorry, I wasn't listening.'
 
'GameWorks, video game place, come on! I miss my Playstation, We can get something to eat there to.'
 
Food!
My stomach growled so loud when we walked past the lions, I think one of them thought I was talking to it.
 
'Fine, I got $100 out on my card, so I have money now. Faith? Keep me away from slots, please?'
 
'Uh-oh, your moms gonna whip your ass when she finds out you busted your limit, B!'
 
'Well there's only one way she'll find out; if you tell her! Come on, lets go and play on the gamey things then.'
 
................................
 
 
'What the hell sort of way was that to be spending money, at least on the slots there's a 2% chance I can win, Faith!'
 
I'm tired.
We spent the last 3 hours playing stupid shooting, driving, flying, falling, swimming, skiing and racing games.
Oh, how can I forget the 'speed riff your way through Metallica', that was when my day really sucked!
Having to stand there with some multi coloured plastic guitar and try and keep up with the flashing lights.
God!
We are SO not doing that again.
But Faith had a good time, if by good time you mean, running round with this loopy grin all over your face, making kids cry because you keep whooping their asses!
Was kind of funny to watch though.
 
We walk out of the arcade and I feel Faith tuggin my arm.
 
'Hey B! It's like fate, check it out!'
 
I look up to some huge, glitzy, neon sign flashing words that make a wide smile appear on my face.
 
'Cocktails $1! Lets go and get things with umbrella's in! Oh, and fruity ice-cubes!'
 
'I was just thinking we'd just go and get drunk, B.'
 
Cocktails!
And I thought my day had been crap!

Let the Slayer Cocktail Fest begin!