The True Power

P4 reference via title because why not.
I wish this happened more in the show, but that would require more self-aware teens which to my surprise wasn't most of them.  Us.  At the time.  /em shrug
Hope this makes someone smile.  It's really silly, which is why I like it, but I was watching the Stephen Colbert Get Lucky video again.  It's one of those where it always makes me feel better, because, seriously, how can you not smile with that video?  (If you haven't seen it, try to find it somewhere.  It'll be worth your while.)
~Dreamer~

Main Points:
Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Summary: Buffy's not like the other Slayers, but sometimes she forgets that.
Word Count: 465
Rating: Gen 
nOTE: FLUFF SO MUCH FLUFF

            Buffy’s walking away.  She has to do this alone.  She’s the Slayer, after all, the one girl in all the world.

            Xander’s voice shouldn’t stop her.  He doesn’t understand what it’s like to be chosen, to have the whole world on his shoulders.  She’d do her duty, do it alone, except…

            “You’re not alone, Buff.  You never have been.”

            She turns back, and the look in those brown eyes isn’t longing or jealous or…or any of the things that she normally associates with her Xander-shaped friend.

            They’re determined.  There’s love there, yes, but not a kind she recognizes.  There’s understanding, an understanding that she could have sworn she’d never seen in him before, could never see in anyone because they’re not her, how could they understand?  And yet…

            He smiles.  It’s a little goofy, because it’s Xander, but it’s serious and strong and supportive.  “I…Okay, I might be a bit of an idiot, because I can’t fight like you can and so the only thing I can really do is provide moral support thereby delectable goodies and cheerful words and snoring in books I can’t read, and I try to pay attention and make sure you’ve made with the thinking through of things because if you don’t put enough thought into it you’re dead and I just…I don’t want you to get hurt, and there’s not that much I can do, so I get muchly enthusiastic with what I can do.  And maybe I could put things better.  And I really do try, but sometimes things go straight from my brain to my mouth without the filter.  But you have to know that.”  He stops, stares at the ground, thinking, then back up to her with that same serious, loyal look from before.  “You have to know that as long as you’ve thought about it, I’m there for you.  Willow too, but you seem to need a reminder more often.  And if after the thinking you’re still going full steam ahead, know that if you go and be stupid without me, I will hide your supply of chocolate and really, everyone will just suffer.  So don’t.”

            Buffy grins and those really, really aren’t tears in her eyes.  She likes this version of Xander.  Not that the goofy one isn’t fun too.  It’s when he’s being a little too much of a guy that he’s a pain, but.  Well, they’re all working on it and growing up, and yeah, she really, really needs a reminder now and then that she’s not alone.  She nearly goes for a hug, but.

            Wait.  “You know where my chocolate supply is?”  Not even Joyce knows that.

            “I know where Willow’s is, too,” he confides, and then laughs freely and begins to run as she starts to chase him, giggling herself.