Buffy the Vampire Slayer - Xander Appreciation #9: 'Cause he's a flying buttress of support - Page 14

Sosa Lola · 07-05-2009, 11:36 PM

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Originally Posted by wilywiccan (View Post)

I think that Xander should get a free pass for the rest of his life. I mean, he had his eye poked out with someone's finger. He's suffered enough.

All the characters had suffered a lot, not just Xander. So, I'd say all of them deserve a free pass now and then because they spend most of their days saving the world.

buffy4ever · 07-05-2009, 11:47 PM

Aww, great update. Xander's too cute.

Sosa Lola · 07-06-2009, 12:04 AM

Part Ten A:

Xander eyed Spike's extreme make up with horror as they walked the streets. What scared him was how hot Spike looked with the smoky eye shadow and the blood colored lip gloss. He'd spent less than fifteen minutes turning his face into this perfection before he grabbed Xander's arm and dragged him into the silent night. However, it wasn’t so silent since Xander wouldn’t stop complaining about how crazy the idea of them going to one of the most exclusive of the few clubs that Sunnydale had.

Alone.

In chick form.

“I’m going home,” Xander said, and, yet, he kept walking alongside Spike.

“Okay.”

“I mean it this time.”

Spike stubbed his cigarette on the corner wall they passed. “Sure you do.”

“Ugh, I’m stopping. Look, my feet aren’t moving!” And he did stop. Right until Spike disappeared around the corner and Xander realized that he was alone in a dark street. On the Hellmouth.

“Wait!”

Five minutes later, Xander whined. “My feet hurt.”

“You’re the one who decided to wear those.”

“Make me taller,” Xander muttered. His memory flashed back to the reason of the painful footwear - a mere two hours ago. The worst forty-five minutes of his life.

Giles had been smart enough to remain at the Magic Box on pretense that finding a cure for Xander and Spike was of the utmost importance. Buffy, on the other hand, apparently used her Slayer Speed to get from the shop to her house when Dawn had called her temporary work place and spoke those nightmarish words, “Fashion Show.”

Xander had known then that the warning ringing in his head should be heeded. He needed to escape. He'd seen enough television to know what was going to happen – and they said T.V. was a poor reflection of life, so he really didn’t want to find out how bad it could get. Sadly, Tara was in the kitchen with Dawn fixing up refreshments when Xander heard Dawn speak to Buffy on the phone. However, the front door was wide clear. Xander cast an eye at the living room and saw Willow engrossed in conversation with Spike of all people. There was no time to lose. Spike was a casualty in war. He could not get to him, not that he even wanted to. Someone had to survive and Xander chose himself.

Slinking towards the door in –if he had to say- really well-honed army techniques, he had his hand on the doorknob and his eyes made sure that the coast was clear before he opened the door silently. Biting his lower lip, he moved outside, back first, before slamming into an obstacle. An obstacle with tiny strong hands.

“Hey, Xander.”

“Buffy! Back… so quickly?” he squeaked as he turned around.

“Took a shortcut.” Buffy grinned. Knowingly, she asked, “Going somewhere?”

Xander gulped. “Um... who? Me? Nah. Stuffy,” he said, pointing his thumb at the house. “Needed some air.”

Buffy gave him a knowing grin and crossed her arms. And that was when the terror began.

The nightmarish night would forever be itched in his memory. They had him and Spike walk back and forth in the various clothes they bought. Spike, of course, hadn't been bothered. He had modeled those clothes like a pro, getting applauded left and right, and the mooning stares –mostly from Willow. He seemed to have great fun at the attention, forgetting completely that he should be as miserable as Xander in their joint predicament.

Xander, however, hadn’t faired as well. He had scurried his way across the mock run way on high heels higher than Posh Spice's, and bruised his knee in the first fall, jabbed his elbow in the second, and his butt was still sore from the last. Needless to say, he was the butt of jokes and laughs throughout the humiliating fashion show.

"Ouch!"

Spike stopped and peered at him over his shoulder.

"I think I bruised my other knee," Xander whimpered, looking at his torn jeans. "Stupid Posh Spice high heels."

fresley4ever · 07-06-2009, 11:56 AM

Nice work.

buffy4ever · 07-06-2009, 03:04 PM

Aw, Xander in heels. Great update.

fresley4ever · 07-07-2009, 03:34 AM

I wish I could have gotten to actually see that.

buffy4ever · 07-07-2009, 08:50 AM

Me too.

fresley4ever · 07-07-2009, 09:32 AM

That would have been so funny.

buffy4ever · 07-07-2009, 10:01 AM

I'm sure it would've been hilarious.

fresley4ever · 07-07-2009, 10:37 AM

But then again I am crazy and like to see people in drag.

buffy4ever · 07-07-2009, 11:24 AM

I don't think it's crazy. People in drag are good for lols sometimes.

fresley4ever · 07-07-2009, 11:29 AM

Okay cool.

buffy4ever · 07-07-2009, 12:31 PM

Especially Xander.

fresley4ever · 07-07-2009, 12:41 PM

Yeah that would have been great.

buffy4ever · 07-07-2009, 12:45 PM

I know. He's just so naturally funny.