Fic: Road Trip (2/?)

[inell@xxxxxxx]

Title: Road Trip
Author: Inell
Email: Inell@xxxxxxx
Disclaimer: Joss owns them all
Distribution: My site, Kiss or Kill, 
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Rating: R
Pairing: Willow/Buffy
Sick of me yet?


ROAD TRIP (2/?)


Buffy pulled the car into the gas station, frowning as she tried to remember 
which side of the car the tank was located. She looked at Willow and smiled 
sheepishly, "Will?"


"Yeah, Buff?" Willow glanced at the slayer.


"Where is the tank?" 


Willow laughed, "Buffy, the little arrow on the dash board? That tells you 
which side the tank is. Your side."


"Arrow?" Buffy looked at and rolled her eyes, "Oh, like I'm supposed to know 
that's there. This isn't my car."


"And to think you've lived as long as you have," Willow shook her head and 
clucked her tongue, "can't even read what's right in front of your face."


"Would you like me to turn this car around and go back?" Buffy threatened, 
her eyes lit with amusement as Willow giggled.


"No, Mom," Willow said, "but I was sort of hoping we'd actually get out of 
the city limits sometime."


"We can't start the trip without a full tank of gas," Buffy pointed out. 


"Who says?" Willow asked, raising her left eyebrow as Buffy frowned.


"I don't know, but it must have been someone real important cause I 
remembered," Buffy said, turning the ignition off. "It's like a rule of 
travel or something. Trust me."


Willow laughed as she got out of the car. She went to the other side, leaning 
against the vehicle as Buffy began to pump the gas. "So, do we have any idea 
yet where it is we're going?"


"Not a clue," Buffy smiled, wrinkling her nose as the fumes reached her. 
"Ugh, I hate the smell of gas."


"Me too," Willow agreed, moving to look at the sky above. "Do you think any 
of the gang would believe that we are actually packed and almost on the road 
with no idea where it is we're planning to go?"


"No," Buffy shook her head. "Not you, Miss Plan Everything Down to the Last 
Detail girl. Me, they'd believe."


"You're such a terrible influence," Willow decided.


"Aren't I, though?" Buffy said with a wink as she put the nozzle back and 
capped the tank.


"Is it time to buy snacks?" Willow asked, deciding not to challenge Buffy's 
agreement to her earlier statement.


"Yep," Buffy put her arm through Willow's as the two girls walked into the 
store, "lots of good sugary junk food."


"Xander would be so envious," Willow laughed as she moved her arm from 
Buffy's and headed down the candy aisle. Buffy followed, picking up various 
things as they laughed and discussed their purchases. Finally, with two 
armloads full, they grabbed a soda each and went to pay. Willow watched as 
the clerk tried, unsuccessfully, to gain Buffy's attention. She smiled, 
finding it rather cute that her friend was completely oblivious to the 
flirting guy. 


"You know, maybe we should west," Buffy said thoughtfully as she waited to 
pay. She looked at Willow, "What do you think, babe?"


"Babe?" Willow repeated, rolling her eyes. "What's next, chick?"


Buffy laughed before mock leering as she put her arm around Willow's 
shoulder, "I'll call you whatever you want, honey."


"You're impossible," Willow laughed before saying, "west is fine with me, 
darling."


"How much do we owe you?" Buffy asked the clerk, frowning when she saw that 
he still wasn't finished. She moved her arm off of Willow's shoulders and got 
her card from her back pocket, tapping her foot impatiently.


"With the gas, that will be $45.97," the young man said, giving up on his 
attempts at flirting with the curvy blonde. It was rather obvious she was 
only interested in the cute redhead. 


"Oh, isn't this exciting?" Buffy asked as she handed the guy her gas card. 
"Our first purchase!"


"You're nuts," Willow said, taking one of the bags as Buffy signed the 
receipt. When they walked back outside, she looked around and smiled, "So, 
we're heading west?"


"For now," Buffy said as they got back into the car. She opened her soda, 
taking a lengthy sip before putting it in the cup holder. "And thank you God 
for large cup holders. I hate trying to balance a bottle in those small ones."


"I think that should be thank you Ford," Willow said, giggling as Buffy 
glared at her.


"Whatever," Buffy rolled her eyes. "Are we ready?"


"We're ready," Willow said, looking out the front window. She waved as she 
said, "Good-bye, Sunnydale."


"See you in a couple of weeks!" Buffy said with a laugh as she pulled onto 
the highway.