Chapter Ten - A Thousand Miles Of Thoughts

"What do you mean I can't go with you?" Asked Dawn.

There were three of them sitting round the breakfast table in Buffy's house. One of them obviously being Dawn. The other two were, predictably, Buffy and Xander.

"We mean you can't go with us." Replied Buffy.

Dawn looked to Xander for help who glanced over at Buffy and concluded that agreeing with Buffy would be the wisest choice, "Err...yeah." He said, not very convincingly.

Dawn realising that there was no way she was going to win this one tried to retreat with her dignity in tact, "This is so unfair! I hate you guys!" She was unsuccessful.

After she stormed off Xander visibly relaxed, "That went well."

Buffy looked shocked, "Well?"

"Considering everyone survived with all their limbs attached I think it went well."

"What is it with you and limbs being attached?"

"So....Why couldn't she come with us, again?"

"So we could be alone."

"Oh, yes."

There was a moment of silence.

"Why do we want to be alone?"

"Do I have to draw you a diagram?"


[One diagram-drawing later]



"That diagram explained everything."

"So you don't have any further questions?"

"No...well, one. Why couldn't Dawn come with us?"

[One Ass-Kicking later]



'That ass-kicking really explained everything."

"So you don't have any further questions?"



"Well I do have one..."

Buffy calmly went and picked up a very large knife.

"...but it can wait." Finished Xander.

"Are you sure?"


"No more questions?"




"So you're ready to go?"

"I'm ready to do anything as long as you are holding that knife."


"Within reason."


"Why? What did you have in mind?"

"Well, we have this really heavy stuff in the basement that needs throwing out."


"Why? What did you think I was going to say?"

"Well, I I thought nothing."

"Surprisingly enough I don't find that hard to believe."


"Xander? Come on...Tell me what you're thinking about right now?"."

[Xander's mind: Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex...]

"Well, yeah okay but..."

"I rest my case."

"Fair enough. So when are we leaving?"

"I thought I explained that to you." Said Buffy grasping the knife.

Xander seeing this said quickily, "Oh, yeah. I remember now..."

There was another moment of silence.

"If you could just give me a ballpark that would be great..."

Buffy picked up the knife and charged at Xander yelling at the top of her lungs.

Xander ran straight out of the house, shouting as he left, "I'll just go home and pack then!"