FIC: Pudding Pops (PG-13)

["CDS" <callistosdarkside@xxxxxxxxxx>]

Here's a one shot I thought up after watching 'Gone.'

Be warned, the fic takes place at the end of the episode, so spoilage.

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There. Enjoy. :)

• Title: Pudding Pops
• Author: Callisto's Dark Side
• Email: callistosdarkside@xxxxxxxxxx
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• Spoilers: Season 6, episode 'Gone'
• Rating: PG-13, but PG-14 if you can decipher the innuendo, lol.
• Pairings: Buffy/Willow
• Disclaimer: All characters from Buffy the Vampire Slayer are copyright
Joss Whedon and 20th Century Fox.
• Summary: Buffy and Willow have an interesting conversation at the end of
'Gone.'


"Oh my God," Willow yelped, upon recognizing the Slayer's new dew.

"I know, they got away. I guess we should go chase them," Buffy replied,
despondent.

"No, I mean your hair. It really is adorable," Willow smiled.

"Oh," Buffy blushed, softly brushing away her hair.

"And to think, I would've never got to see it if you went all pudding on
me."

"Yeah, that would've sucked," The Slayer frowned.

"Of course, I could've made a chocolate Buffy pudding pop with a cherry on
top," Willow giggled.

"Tell me you just didn't say that," Buffy asked uncomfortably.

"Oh, no, I didn't mean I wanted to, because, I was kidding, you know, and
I'd never…" The redhead babbled.

"I'm shocked Will, I didn't know you thought of me like that," Buffy huffed
mockingly.

"I don't, I mean you’re my best friend and I would never think of you in
such a way, ever."

"Ever? You don't think I'm pretty?" Buffy pouted.

"No, I mean yes, of course you're pretty, but you're not, you know?"

"No, I don't know Will. What're you trying to say?" Buffy teased.

Willow whimpered, afraid that the next words out of her own mouth would only
make things more embarrassing.

"I'm trying to say that you're beautiful, but not in a I want to make you
into a chocolate pudding pop with a cherry on top kind of way."

"But you just said you did."

"Yeah, but that was before you misconstrued my meaning, and thought I was
saying something I didn't mean to say."

"So you didn't mean to tell me the truth?"

"It's not the truth," Willow protested. "Well, yes it is, but not the part
you're thinking about."

"So what is the truth, Will?"

Willow looked down, all around, then finally at the invisibility gun she
held in her hand.

"Can I become invisible?" The redhead pleaded.

"Nope," Buffy stated, grabbing the gun from Willow. "I believe we've had
enough of pudding pops and cherries for tonight."

"Ohhh," Willow grumbled.

"Besides," Buffy hefted the gun over her right shoulder, "I wouldn't want to
go having to make a strawberry Willow pudding pop with a cherry on top,"
Buffy smirked, before walking out the back door and leaving a flustered
Willow dazed.

The end.