Totally Not an Interrogation
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madimpossibledreamereveryone comes off better than Dead Man's party, but most of that is because no one (except Buffy) has a clue of how to deal with Jotaro so they're not comfortable enough to start with the lectures.
Main Points:
Jojo's Bizarre Adventure/Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Summary: Jotaro continues to be super awkward even when meeting his daughter's friends.
Word Count: 1550
Rating: Teen
Warnings: More references to slight racism re: Jotaro's parentage and a reference to Japanese 'hafu' racism-Buffy has no patience for it and shuts it down, though.
Xander isn't sure what to expect from some weird marine biologist dad Buffy never mentioned, but a super tall buff guy isn't it. Sure, Buffy is pretty strong, but she's not exactly...it's not an inherited thing. Or, well, it is, but it's not genetic.
It's also late, but maybe he'd flown into LA or something, because he looks like he needs that coffee. He's just glaring at everything. Xander would've doubted he was even supposed to be the guy Giles talked about if not for the fact that she's sitting next to him, apparently entirely unconcerned by his mood. Of course, she deals with scarier than just some human every day, but still.
It's clear that she wants to wave the second she sees them, but stops herself halfway through. She looks guilty, which is fair. Honestly, she should look a little guilty, what with abandoning her duties like that and leaving everyone to do the work. Willow complained too, but Xander can tell she doesn't exactly seem like she's at all upset about it. Probably that she's enjoying getting to actually try out new spells, but still. They could've died, and she would never have known, and they would've been perfectly fine helping her deal. She could've died, when she was off having her temper tantrum, and no one would have known, because she didn't bother to, what, call, write, text, email, send a messenger pigeon... And she had to have been expecting this, right? That's what happens when you mess with vampires. Like, she's a vampire slayer. She has to have known this would end like some airport novel.
Instead, she just calls out when she sees them, like a somewhat normal person. “Giles! Willow! Xander!”
Of course he's the afterthought. As always.
“Dr. Giles,” the man greets them. His English sounds perfect but...maybe a little too perfect. He's not another robot, is he? “And...” he pauses.
“Just call them by their first names,” Buffy insists. She'd never been super obvious about it, but she'd left a comment on his channel once (he's fairly sure) and since then hadn't asked him about Harris family traditions or anything like that. He's not sure whether to be humiliated or grateful, so he tries not to think about it. This is probably more of the same, and he wants to get mad about how she's finally thinking about their feelings now but hadn't then, but it's harder to do that sort of thing when they're in public. Maybe that's the point?
“Miss Willow. Mister Xander,” he states after a moment of hesitation, and seriously, what is he mad about?
They all greet him better, because they're not weirdoes and don't look like they'd rather be anywhere else. At least the moment is broken by the fact that they have to go get their drinks. Xander stares at Willow and tries to communicate his incredulity using only his eyebrows. It's hard to tell whether it's working or not. Their silent communication's been a whole lot worse since they've been too busy to even sleep properly.
“I'm not sure what you know about why your daughter was expelled,” Giles begins, hesitantly, and Dr. Kujo sighs, leaning back and pulling the hat further down his forehead.
“Same thing as last time?” He wouldn't be mistaken for a student with the low voice, but he sounds like a slacker kid who's been called on in class and is nearly certain it's a trick question. (Xander is in no way speaking from personal experience on this one.)
Giles continues. “If you were talking to Snyder, then I hope you realize how important it is that your daughter continues to study at the same institution. Studies have shown that uprooting children is not ideal for their welfare...”
He trails off as it seems like the man has absolutely no interest in listening. Instead, Dr. Kujo perks up as the waitress comes by with a coffee for Buffy and what looks like yet more tea for the Japanese man. He practically ignores them as he takes a long sip and then frowns even further. Weird, isn't Japanese culture all about being polite and stuff? Or was that some sort of youtube exaggeration? It's not like he's ever been there personally.
“We're not living at Joyce's house, but I got Snyder to agree that Buffy can return. It just took a bribe,” the man states, abrupt and blunt. “Though I've been told that the motel is a death trap with no exaggeration needed.” His lip curls in a snarl at that thought.
“I'm not sure you understand; your daughter has a very special destiny—” Giles tries again.
Xander actually shrinks back as Dr. Kujo looks up. He really knows how to do intimidating. “I'm not going to say she can't fight. I'd be a hypocrite. But I'm going to be there.”
Buffy finally speaks up, which—it's kind of out of character, isn't it, listening and not interrupting when people are talking about her? “Dad...”
“I have a Stand. And from what you've said, most vampires don't. I'll be fine.” It sounds like they've had this argument before, which means she's told him the truth she hadn't told Hank yet. But it sounds like the word Stand is supposed to be capitalized, and—what is that even supposed to mean? Maybe it's something in Japanese that doesn't have the exact right word in English?
“What's a Stand?” There goes Willow, asking the important questions. Xander's hero.
Again, Dr. Kujo doesn't answer right away, which is kind of suspicious. Buffy answers instead, after rolling her eyes. “They're, like, psychic things with powers you can summon with your brain. Dad's is mostly good for punching things and looking awkward, but that's nothing new.”
The guy mutters something in Japanese and pulls his hat down further like he's trying to disappear. “Mine is called Star Platinum,” he explains in a moment, and suddenly the cup he'd set down on the table is floating right into his hand.
“Woah,” Xander states inadvertently. Though that looks a whole lot more like telekinesis than a summon, unless it's supposed to be invisible.
“Usually only other Stand Users can see other Stands.” Dr. Kujo sounds curt.
...Maybe it's time Xander asked the important questions, too. “So, uh, why have we never heard about you?”
The man looks angry, but then, that's been the same this whole time, too. “Divorces do that.”
Buffy sighs. “And I was mad at him for forever for not getting in touch, but then, he was trying to protect me, hence divorce, because Mom really doesn't deal well with family members fighting evil, and it wasn't even his fault that he didn't call or send birthday cards. Hank made sure he couldn't.” She notices them all staring, and adds with a roll of her eyes, “Really, I'm flattered you think I'm naturally blond.”
Willow blushes deeply. “Hey, we weren't—I wasn't...”
“Maybe I should let you show all the kid-pics on your phone,” she says, nudging her supposed dad, who looks...angrier? Maybe? Maybe he just has one expression. “I definitely looked more like him when I was younger.”
Willow elbows Xander and bows, almost in a single fluid motion. That's kind of impressive. “We're very sorry! Honestly, we wouldn't have even thought about it if not for demons and vampires and magic we have to deal with all the time around here.”
“It's not the first time I've dealt with it.” Okay, no, maybe this time he actually is annoyed, because that might actually be an emotion in his voice. It's hard to tell exactly which one, just that it probably isn't positive.
Buffy's voice rises as she continues. “That doesn't make it okay!”
“Life isn't fair,” he responds calmly. Which doesn't make it, or him, any less intimidating.
Which...Xander honestly expected to be yelling at Buffy, right about now, and yet here he is, about to defend her. Life is also weird. “What, so she should just have to suck it up?”
“She suffered; she had to deal with it. And she is, in her own way. But you suffered too, and I'm not saying any of it should be ignored.” He takes another sip, seemingly unaware that Buffy suddenly looks like she's going to cry. “If you want to blame anyone, blame that Council of yours. There are two Slayers, yet they didn’t bother to make sure the gap was covered in case the world ended? Stand Users could help, but they didn’t bother to ask because they wanted control. There’s no reason to keep it the way it was except they’re all a bunch of selfish pricks desperate for power.”
“Have you had someone you love die?” he hisses, ignoring Willow as she exclaims his name in shock and elbows him again.
“Well, when my best friend was killed, I got depressed. Not like anyone could tell; I've always been quiet. Maybe my mom. Buffy dealt with it by running off to L.A. We all deal with grief differently.”
They're all quiet for a moment before Buffy states brightly, “And on that fun note, you're definitely buying me a second frappuccino.”
Dr. Kujo shakes his head and mutters something in Japanese again, but he stands up willingly enough.
Main Points:
Jojo's Bizarre Adventure/Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Summary: Jotaro continues to be super awkward even when meeting his daughter's friends.
Word Count: 1550
Rating: Teen
Warnings: More references to slight racism re: Jotaro's parentage and a reference to Japanese 'hafu' racism-Buffy has no patience for it and shuts it down, though.
Xander isn't sure what to expect from some weird marine biologist dad Buffy never mentioned, but a super tall buff guy isn't it. Sure, Buffy is pretty strong, but she's not exactly...it's not an inherited thing. Or, well, it is, but it's not genetic.
It's also late, but maybe he'd flown into LA or something, because he looks like he needs that coffee. He's just glaring at everything. Xander would've doubted he was even supposed to be the guy Giles talked about if not for the fact that she's sitting next to him, apparently entirely unconcerned by his mood. Of course, she deals with scarier than just some human every day, but still.
It's clear that she wants to wave the second she sees them, but stops herself halfway through. She looks guilty, which is fair. Honestly, she should look a little guilty, what with abandoning her duties like that and leaving everyone to do the work. Willow complained too, but Xander can tell she doesn't exactly seem like she's at all upset about it. Probably that she's enjoying getting to actually try out new spells, but still. They could've died, and she would never have known, and they would've been perfectly fine helping her deal. She could've died, when she was off having her temper tantrum, and no one would have known, because she didn't bother to, what, call, write, text, email, send a messenger pigeon... And she had to have been expecting this, right? That's what happens when you mess with vampires. Like, she's a vampire slayer. She has to have known this would end like some airport novel.
Instead, she just calls out when she sees them, like a somewhat normal person. “Giles! Willow! Xander!”
Of course he's the afterthought. As always.
“Dr. Giles,” the man greets them. His English sounds perfect but...maybe a little too perfect. He's not another robot, is he? “And...” he pauses.
“Just call them by their first names,” Buffy insists. She'd never been super obvious about it, but she'd left a comment on his channel once (he's fairly sure) and since then hadn't asked him about Harris family traditions or anything like that. He's not sure whether to be humiliated or grateful, so he tries not to think about it. This is probably more of the same, and he wants to get mad about how she's finally thinking about their feelings now but hadn't then, but it's harder to do that sort of thing when they're in public. Maybe that's the point?
“Miss Willow. Mister Xander,” he states after a moment of hesitation, and seriously, what is he mad about?
They all greet him better, because they're not weirdoes and don't look like they'd rather be anywhere else. At least the moment is broken by the fact that they have to go get their drinks. Xander stares at Willow and tries to communicate his incredulity using only his eyebrows. It's hard to tell whether it's working or not. Their silent communication's been a whole lot worse since they've been too busy to even sleep properly.
“I'm not sure what you know about why your daughter was expelled,” Giles begins, hesitantly, and Dr. Kujo sighs, leaning back and pulling the hat further down his forehead.
“Same thing as last time?” He wouldn't be mistaken for a student with the low voice, but he sounds like a slacker kid who's been called on in class and is nearly certain it's a trick question. (Xander is in no way speaking from personal experience on this one.)
Giles continues. “If you were talking to Snyder, then I hope you realize how important it is that your daughter continues to study at the same institution. Studies have shown that uprooting children is not ideal for their welfare...”
He trails off as it seems like the man has absolutely no interest in listening. Instead, Dr. Kujo perks up as the waitress comes by with a coffee for Buffy and what looks like yet more tea for the Japanese man. He practically ignores them as he takes a long sip and then frowns even further. Weird, isn't Japanese culture all about being polite and stuff? Or was that some sort of youtube exaggeration? It's not like he's ever been there personally.
“We're not living at Joyce's house, but I got Snyder to agree that Buffy can return. It just took a bribe,” the man states, abrupt and blunt. “Though I've been told that the motel is a death trap with no exaggeration needed.” His lip curls in a snarl at that thought.
“I'm not sure you understand; your daughter has a very special destiny—” Giles tries again.
Xander actually shrinks back as Dr. Kujo looks up. He really knows how to do intimidating. “I'm not going to say she can't fight. I'd be a hypocrite. But I'm going to be there.”
Buffy finally speaks up, which—it's kind of out of character, isn't it, listening and not interrupting when people are talking about her? “Dad...”
“I have a Stand. And from what you've said, most vampires don't. I'll be fine.” It sounds like they've had this argument before, which means she's told him the truth she hadn't told Hank yet. But it sounds like the word Stand is supposed to be capitalized, and—what is that even supposed to mean? Maybe it's something in Japanese that doesn't have the exact right word in English?
“What's a Stand?” There goes Willow, asking the important questions. Xander's hero.
Again, Dr. Kujo doesn't answer right away, which is kind of suspicious. Buffy answers instead, after rolling her eyes. “They're, like, psychic things with powers you can summon with your brain. Dad's is mostly good for punching things and looking awkward, but that's nothing new.”
The guy mutters something in Japanese and pulls his hat down further like he's trying to disappear. “Mine is called Star Platinum,” he explains in a moment, and suddenly the cup he'd set down on the table is floating right into his hand.
“Woah,” Xander states inadvertently. Though that looks a whole lot more like telekinesis than a summon, unless it's supposed to be invisible.
“Usually only other Stand Users can see other Stands.” Dr. Kujo sounds curt.
...Maybe it's time Xander asked the important questions, too. “So, uh, why have we never heard about you?”
The man looks angry, but then, that's been the same this whole time, too. “Divorces do that.”
Buffy sighs. “And I was mad at him for forever for not getting in touch, but then, he was trying to protect me, hence divorce, because Mom really doesn't deal well with family members fighting evil, and it wasn't even his fault that he didn't call or send birthday cards. Hank made sure he couldn't.” She notices them all staring, and adds with a roll of her eyes, “Really, I'm flattered you think I'm naturally blond.”
Willow blushes deeply. “Hey, we weren't—I wasn't...”
“Maybe I should let you show all the kid-pics on your phone,” she says, nudging her supposed dad, who looks...angrier? Maybe? Maybe he just has one expression. “I definitely looked more like him when I was younger.”
Willow elbows Xander and bows, almost in a single fluid motion. That's kind of impressive. “We're very sorry! Honestly, we wouldn't have even thought about it if not for demons and vampires and magic we have to deal with all the time around here.”
“It's not the first time I've dealt with it.” Okay, no, maybe this time he actually is annoyed, because that might actually be an emotion in his voice. It's hard to tell exactly which one, just that it probably isn't positive.
Buffy's voice rises as she continues. “That doesn't make it okay!”
“Life isn't fair,” he responds calmly. Which doesn't make it, or him, any less intimidating.
Which...Xander honestly expected to be yelling at Buffy, right about now, and yet here he is, about to defend her. Life is also weird. “What, so she should just have to suck it up?”
“She suffered; she had to deal with it. And she is, in her own way. But you suffered too, and I'm not saying any of it should be ignored.” He takes another sip, seemingly unaware that Buffy suddenly looks like she's going to cry. “If you want to blame anyone, blame that Council of yours. There are two Slayers, yet they didn’t bother to make sure the gap was covered in case the world ended? Stand Users could help, but they didn’t bother to ask because they wanted control. There’s no reason to keep it the way it was except they’re all a bunch of selfish pricks desperate for power.”
“Have you had someone you love die?” he hisses, ignoring Willow as she exclaims his name in shock and elbows him again.
“Well, when my best friend was killed, I got depressed. Not like anyone could tell; I've always been quiet. Maybe my mom. Buffy dealt with it by running off to L.A. We all deal with grief differently.”
They're all quiet for a moment before Buffy states brightly, “And on that fun note, you're definitely buying me a second frappuccino.”
Dr. Kujo shakes his head and mutters something in Japanese again, but he stands up willingly enough.
