|Not the Demons
Author: Constance Truggle PM
Andrew tries to convince Sheldon that he saw nothing suspicious. He didn't do a good job. Part of August Fic-A-Day 2012 over on TtH.Rated: Fiction K - English - Buffy S. & Sheldon C. - Words: 411 - Favs: 6 - Follows: 2 - Published: 08-02-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8386842
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Title: Not The Demons
Author: Constance Truggle
Fandom: Buffy/Big Bang Theory
Summary: Andrew tries to convince Sheldon that he saw nothing suspicious. He didn't do a good job.
Disclaimer: People other than me own anything recognizable.
Word Count: 345
Author's Note: Special thanks to hellbells for helping me polish this up.
Andrew watched with his usual awe as Buffy cut down the last of the demons. When she turned around and stared beyond him with a curious look on her face, he turned too, wondering what had grabbed her attention and found the source. The tall nerdy looking man behind him was watching Buffy with something akin to a mad-scientist's manic look; like he wanted to dissect her. Or possibly the group of grot'nik demons that were even now dissolving into goo.
"Gotta love the self-cleaning ones, I guess," Buffy muttered to Andrew as she tried to get the slimy goop off of her hands without actually touching anything else. He handed her a baggie of wet wipes. He always carried them, after the first time she used him as her personal goo towel.
"So how do we get rid of Geek Man?" she asked, as if he were the authority on removing geeks from one's vicinity.
With a grin, he moved in front of the man wearing the Flash t-shirt and passed his hand in front of staring blue eyes.
"These aren't the demons you're looking for," he intoned, using his best Obi Wan voice. He was gratified when the man seemed to react on auto pilot and replied in like tones.
"These aren't the demon's we're looking for."
Before the man shook himself out of his shock and turned to berate the younger man for using such an obvious ploy, both he and the blonde fighter were gone.
Andrew smirked at Buffy all the way to the car. "Told you Star Wars was the best!"
Buffy just grimaced and shook her head. She'd never understand the geekily inclined.
Sheldon was uncharacteristically quiet as he sat at his desk doing research on his laptop. Leonard had tried to see what it was, but every time he came near, Sheldon blanked his screen. He knew how to get into the information that nobody was supposed to know, but he knew he couldn't share. With great power came great responsibility, after all.