It's Cookie Season!
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Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Summary: Willow, Xander, and Buffy hang out near the holidays.
Word Count: 320
Rating: Teen
Xander squirms a little and instantly deflects, which is almost always a sign that he considers his answer to the question a little awkward. Willow doesn’t answer, so she probably didn’t hear from the kitchen. “Well, not to speak for her, but she’s Jewish, remember? Though I’d guess lighting the menorah, for her. Our Will’s always been a bit of a pyro. Me...probably making cookies at Jesse’s.”
Not that it’s not nice hanging out with friends, but still, that seems a little sad. “Nothing with your family?”
He just stares at her for a moment, obviously trying to figure out the least awkward way to say it, and that’s when she remembers. Oh yeah. “Xander, I am so sorry.”
His laughter is bitter, but it also sounds kind of sincere. “Don’t be. It’s worse when they actually try to play family. I’m expected to perform Happy Functional Family with them, and if I mess up, it’s bad. This is better, because there is absolutely no pretending here. You’re my favorite people.”
He manages to not be surprised by the Willow squeal or sudden attack from behind, which reminds her that, oh yeah, they have known each other a lot longer, haven’t they? “Mom would probably have thrown a fit if she’d known I was baking Christmas cookies, but if she’d wanted to know, she would’ve been around more. And the three of us definitely bonded over a whole lot of absurd amounts of sugar, speaking of which—happy cookies!”
“Thanks, Wils.” Xander instantly stuffs his face. He might be repressing by cookie.
“Bonding over cookies. I’ll eat to that,” Buffy agrees, and the other two actually ‘clink’ cookies with her.
Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Summary: Willow, Xander, and Buffy hang out near the holidays.
Word Count: 320
Rating: Teen
It’s rare, actually just getting to spend time with Willow and Xander without anything dangerous looming. Buffy tries hard not to think any Jinxing Thoughts and just appreciate the moment of rest while it’s here. “You two: favorite Christmas tradition?”
Xander squirms a little and instantly deflects, which is almost always a sign that he considers his answer to the question a little awkward. Willow doesn’t answer, so she probably didn’t hear from the kitchen. “Well, not to speak for her, but she’s Jewish, remember? Though I’d guess lighting the menorah, for her. Our Will’s always been a bit of a pyro. Me...probably making cookies at Jesse’s.”
Not that it’s not nice hanging out with friends, but still, that seems a little sad. “Nothing with your family?”
He just stares at her for a moment, obviously trying to figure out the least awkward way to say it, and that’s when she remembers. Oh yeah. “Xander, I am so sorry.”
His laughter is bitter, but it also sounds kind of sincere. “Don’t be. It’s worse when they actually try to play family. I’m expected to perform Happy Functional Family with them, and if I mess up, it’s bad. This is better, because there is absolutely no pretending here. You’re my favorite people.”
He manages to not be surprised by the Willow squeal or sudden attack from behind, which reminds her that, oh yeah, they have known each other a lot longer, haven’t they? “Mom would probably have thrown a fit if she’d known I was baking Christmas cookies, but if she’d wanted to know, she would’ve been around more. And the three of us definitely bonded over a whole lot of absurd amounts of sugar, speaking of which—happy cookies!”
“Thanks, Wils.” Xander instantly stuffs his face. He might be repressing by cookie.
“Bonding over cookies. I’ll eat to that,” Buffy agrees, and the other two actually ‘clink’ cookies with her.
