Buffy and Xander were sitting on a couch in front of a television. Both of them had bandages of their faces but Xander's was much larger than Buffy's.
"Xander?" Asked Buffy.
"Yeah." Said Xander.
A minute passed where neither of them said anything and both concentrated on the television.
"Xander?" Asked Buffy again.
"If you have something to say then said it."
Again another minute passed where neither of them said anything.
"What? What is it Buffy? What are you trying to say?" Shouted Xander.
Buffy was taken aback by Xander's outburst but said after a moment's hesitation, "Can you change the channel?"
"Oh." Xander looked embarrassed, "Oh…yeah." He reached for the remote and changed the channel.
"Yeah." He said in a resigned way.
"I just want to say…"
"Really? You want to say something? I would never have guessed." Said Xander sarcastically.
"Was that sarcasm?"
"No, that wasn't sarcasm." Said Xander sarcastically…again.
"I think it was sarcasm."
"You think that."
"Well all right then."
"Actually I did have something to say."
"You did? Well I'm sorry I think you were just being…well being Buffy."
"That's okay I…hey! What do you mean being Buffy?"
"I didn't say that."
"You just did."
"I think it would be best for both of us if I didn't."
"You mean it would be best for you if you didn't."
"Well for some unknown reason I will ignore it."
"God bless you."
"I was thinking about yesterday and I just wanted to say that I wouldn't know what I would do if I lost you."
"You're not going to lose me. You might want too at times but you're not going to lose me."
"Yeah." Said Buffy with a smile.
Xander smiled back and for a moment they stared into each other's eyes. However they quickly snapped out of it and Xander asked, "What now?"
"Ice cream." Said Buffy.
"Ice cream." Repeated Xander. "Why not?"
The two of them went out into the street.
"Is that a sunset?" Asked Buffy.
And they walked off hand in hand in its direction….
"No wait, that's an advertisement." Said Xander.
Author's note: That is it. It is over. There will be no more. Finished. That is that. This story is so over. You can leave the building because this story has…wait I messed that up. This story has left the building.