[HIATUS]

[windandwater]

This is it. I'm leaving the house in a little bit to go to the hotel, so I'm pretty much going to be absent from LJ and online for the rest of the week. Even if the hotel has free wireless, I think I'll be too stressed out to take advantage of it.

As I did last time, this is now A TOTAL SPAM POST.

Run wild, people. Link me to anything you want me to see or read, babble endlessly, RP in here, or -- and Mikke did this once and holds the spamming title in my LJ for it -- post all your fic here. XD! I approve of cat macros and pictures of cute animals. I also approve of smutty pr0n (fics and art yayz), and cuddly domesticity (fics and art yayz). Go ahead and try to break my e-mail, and give me much love.

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EDIT...

It's 2pm and I just wanted to tell everyone that I'm checked in and such. And the internets are not free. ;__; But I've got one day of it so I will see if Trickster works.

Oh, and...

ONLY 15 COMMENTS?! I SAID TO SPAM. SPAM LIKE YOU MEAN IT.

Comments

Re: Why change a winning formula?

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

Xander, next up, raised an eyebrow at the vampire in astonishment. “Wow,” he said. “Me? I’m actually an Immortal—I can only die if my head gets cut off. I build bombs in my spare time and as soon as I turn eighteen I’m off to join the army. I’ve been in bed with everybody in this room with the exception of Buffy, hence my obsession with her. And that reminds me, Angel,” he added as an afterthought. “Your sheets need changing.”

Re: Why change a winning formula?

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

The Billy Idol Wannabe’s eyes were wide as he took this in, but it didn’t stop him from adding his dark secrets to the pile. “I sometimes sneak out at night and do good deeds. I read Anne Rice and carry a major torch for you, Slayer.”

Re: Why change a winning formula?

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Drusilla glowered. “That’s fortunate lover, because I’m not actually insane. I actually have my soul; I’m just not a very nice person. I fake all that clairvoyance stuff.”

Re: Why change a winning formula?

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Oz looked up from his conversation as attention turned to him. “Me now? Okay. Oh, by the way, I ran into Cordelia outside. She can’t make it back to the meeting. Anyway. I’m a street drug vendor. I have a weakness for redheads—” he smiled at Willow, “—but I’m actually a serial killer. My favorite targets are dark-haired teenage girls.”

Re: Why change a winning formula?

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Willow shrugged and added her two cents to the pot. “Xander, I’ve been lying to you all your life. I’m actually a powerful, immortal, telepathic, magical vampire. This meek little schoolgirl thing is just an act. And, Buffy, Angel and I are nursing an affair behind your back.”

Re: Why change a winning formula?

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It was Buffy’s turn to speak, and all eyes were on her. But before she could open her mouth, the library door swung inwards and Joyce stuck her head in. “Mr. Giles? I’m afraid I need to steal my daughter. Am I interrupting anything?” she asked, looking around at the sundry guests.

Re: Why change a winning formula?

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

“Secrets nights,” Giles explained. “No problem, we were almost done.”

Re: Why change a winning formula?

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

“Oh. Allow me to join in. I’m a closet necrophiliac, not to mention an alcoholic. Hank isn’t actually Buffy’s father; in fact I’m not really sure who is. Oh, and I’m a lawyer,” she called as she led Buffy away.

Re: Why change a winning formula?

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

Speechless, eyes nearly popping out of her head and mouth open in silent question, Buffy stared beseechingly at her circle of friends until the door swung shut behind her.

Re: Why change a winning formula?

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

Xander broke the silence. “Well, that was certainly a productive session,” he said pleasantly.

Re: Why change a winning formula?

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

Willow nodded. “I agree. It actually feels good to be so open and honest with you guys.” She looked around. “Did Buffy say something about refreshments?”

Re: Why change a winning formula?

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

Oz pointed to a table near the doors, which was laden with a variety of goodies for mortals and immortals alike. “I know I, for one, will never view you guys in the same light again.”

Re: Why change a winning formula?

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

Angel was still staring at Spike. “Anne Rice?“ he said incredulously. Spike shrugged.

Re: Why change a winning formula?

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

“Anybody else want mocha?” Giles called from his office.

“Me,” Dru answered.

Re: Why change a winning formula?

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“Careful,” Jenny cautioned. “If you spill any on those books, even magic won’t get it out. I’ve tried.”

Re: Why change a winning formula?

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

“So when’s the next meeting?” Willow wondered aloud.

“Not a clue,” Spike said cheerfully. “Will there anything else? Because Dru and I really must dash.”

Re: Why change a winning formula?

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

“No. But if you ever do make it with Buffy, give me a ring and tell me how it was, will ya?” Xander said. “Seeya later, Dru,” he added. She smiled sweetly at him as they left.

Re: Why change a winning formula?

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

Giles looked at his watch. “I should be getting home, also.”

“Me too,” Jenny seconded.

Re: Why change a winning formula?

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

“Me three,” Xander agreed, and winced exaggeratedly at the poke Willow gave him.

Angel was frowning slightly at the door. “Will Buffy be okay? She was looking kind of green, towards the end.”

Re: Why change a winning formula?

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

Giles shrugged. “It wasn’t as if I didn’t warn her, you know. Although, in retrospect, I supposed it was a trifle imprudent of Buffy to schedule her Secrets Night for April First.”

Re: Why change a winning formula?

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

THE END

Re: Why change a winning formula?

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

EPILOGUE:



“Tonight is April First?” Oz asked blankly.