Note to reader: this is actually partially based on real life. My friends in Uni made me watch Buffy in the first place so you have them to thank for all this lovely fic, but also I assume they were looking out for me. We're fairly certain that the place is situated on a Hellmouth (possibly in the abandoned and haunted high school we bought years ago and still
haven't done anything with that sits on the property), which means that the watching was actually partially survival training. We're also all entirely uncertain as to why everything in the town closed when it did, which prompted this fic.
It's maybe a bit of a nostalgia trip, but that's entirely understandable given that I attended a wedding of theirs today. I arrived just when they started. Talk about timing!
It's also partially prompted by The Sunnydale Press on Tumblr that got me thinking about exactly how weird
it would be to live on a Hellmouth, and how much that's just normal
for these people so that's all they know. Sorry about the notes longer than fic, but enjoy!
Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Iron Man Crossover (Self-Made Hero)
Word Count: 175
“What’s one of the weirdest parts about living on a Hellmouth?” Kris asks out of the blue, and it says something that Xander doesn’t even act like her suddenly popping into his office and starting a conversation midway was out of the ordinary. ‘Course, given the content of the question, maybe it wasn’t that odd?
“I mean, I’m sure part of it is being a rural Hellmouth, since I don’t hear about this in Cleveland, but…it took me forever and I still don’t always remember that stores aren’t closed by 3 o’clock. I mean, dance clubs like the Bronze, sure, but things like grocery and hobby stores?” He shakes his head. “Thinking about it I’m pretty sure it’s because people wanted to get home well before dark to avoid being eaten, but growing up it just seemed normal ‘cause I didn’t have any frame of reference.”
She thinks about that for a second then nods before turning around and striding back to her office.
“That better not be a crossword answer!” he bellows after her.