Disclaimers: Joss
and the Mutants own them, not me. I make no claim to Buffy or Faith.
Comments: I
am getting sadder and sadder about them going. *sigh*
Date Stamp: Miss K,
aka Kitty, wrote this 01.12.01
Dedications: To the
man who sends me cheap Marlboro, from Singapore! Thank you!
Title: I have eclectic
musical taste. It's a line from Jordan Knight's 'Give it to you' I
don't own it.
Buffy's POV
Slayers Do Vegas XLII -
Anyone Can Make You Sweat, But I Can Keep You Wet
'Does Vegas ever shut down,
Faith?'
We're walking back from the club, along
the strip and it's almost like daytime, only darker.
You know, being that it's about 4am
and all.
The sun is going to start to rise soon,
if we were back in SunnyHell we'd just be finishing staking Vamps.
This is better, less dusty.
It can so ruin your outfit, the amount
of holes in knees and rips in tops; well I don't want to think about
it, too depressing!
'B, it doesn't even shut on Christmas
day, kind of the point, 24/7, you know, and don't say you want to
go and shove dollars into some cheesy slot, because the chances of
you winning don't go up if you're the only one playing them!'
'No I don't! Although I could
go for breakfast, something other than MacDonalds though. I never
thought you could O.D on it, but I'm living proof it's possible!'
Faith stops and looks around, probably
trying to find some restaurant that doesn't just serve burgers.
I'm just staring again, I know I'm
doing it and I don't care.
Then just as she opens her mouth to
say something we hear a scream.
I twist my head round and see the ally
that it came from.
'Looks like we'll have to catch breakfast
later, B.'
We run to the ally, just in time to
see two figures struggling.
My Slayer sense is prickling up the
back of my spine; Vampire!
Before I know it, Faith's sprinted
over to him, grabbing him by the shoulders and spinning him round.
She knees him in the groin and then
punches him in the side of the head.
Ouch!
I see the girl run away, back to the
strip.
Hey!
Don't worry about us, no really, don't
keep saying thank you!
Rude much!
I resist the urge to go and help Faith,
she's fine with him.
I'll stay ready, just in case, but
I think she needs to get some 'Grrrrr...' out.
'Hitting...' punch
to the face '...girls...' kick
to the knees and he's down '... is not...'
a kick to the ribs '...nice...'
she breaks off a piece of wood from the fence
'... asshole!' she slams it into his chest.
Poooof!
I start to clap, and she turns round,
dusting her leathers off, and takes a bow.
Just as she's straightening back up,
a figure comes out of the shadows and tackles her, throwing both of
them through the wooden fence.
SHIT!
Before I can get over there to help
her I see the Vamp, who tackled her, come flying back out the hole
they both made!
He lands, heavily, into a metal garbage
bin.
'FUCKIN' ASSHOLE! I LIKED THIS TOP!'
Oh, he's in for a mountain of pain!
I keep my senses on maximum, in case
there are anymore skanks about, but leave her this one to.
She comes out of the hole, looking
really, really pissed!
Ok, so I would not want to
be that Vamp about now.
It's not going to be pretty.
'You ok, Faith?'
'B!? Fuckin' ASSHOLE ripped my top!'
She breaks into a jog, over to were
he's still lying.
With one hand she picks him up by his
collars, and slams him against the wall.
I hope that building has good foundations,
'cause I felt that over here!
You know, this is kinda fun!
Am I twisted, thinking that?
He's dead!
And he would have made her
dead, given half a chance.
Her dead?!
Right!
I am soooo gonna pound him
into the god damn ground!
Trying to make my Faith dead?!
I walk up to him and punch him in the
stomach.
'Hey! She's my... '
She's my...?
'Faith, what are we? Are we like friends
who... do, things? Or like, girlf... girls who are friends but in
more of a way than say... me and Will?'
She's still got the Vamp pinned up
against the wall, but we have more important things to be worrying
about.
She thinks for a minute, can see her
eyebrows all knit together.
She's so cute!
Faith, cute..., she wouldn't like that
one!
'I don't know, B. 'Cause like, we're
more than you and Wills, mainly 'cause of the grrrr stuff. I don't
know, B.'
She shrugs her shoulders.
'Hey! I'm still here!'
Huh?
Oh, the vamp's getting pissed off at
hanging round. literally as his feet are still off the floor.
I punch him in the stomach again.
'Ex-cuuuse me! I think we're having
a conversation! Everyone here's so rude, Faith! What is that about?'
'Hey, Barbie, let me go or...'
I turn to face him, pissed off at being
interrupted again!
I grab the stake that Faith's holding
and slam it into his chest.
'Pardon? What did you say, Mister Vampire?
I CAN'T HEAR YOU?!'
I watch his face stop and then he turns
to dust and floats to the floor.
'They're impossible to get a good conversation
out of, B, always leaving halfway through! So, you wanna grab a bite
to eat?'
She makes a Game face and pretends
to try and bite my neck!
She's such a goof!
I slap her away and we link arms and
head back to the strip.
I glance over at her and wonder if
we can get room service, because out of the two feelings a good Slay
gives you, hungry is not the one that's making certain items of clothing
very damp.