FIC: THHGTS (3/5)

["SilentSpirit" <imzarqoun@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx>]

well, heres the first of the new stuff, so having never posted this before feedback is even more appreciated than it has been for the last 2 episodes.anyways...  

TITLE: The Hitch-Hiker's Guide To Sunnydale
AUTHOR: SilentSpirit
EMAIL: silentspirit@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
RATING: um, 12 or your equivalant i guess...
PAIRINGS: G/J (from ch1), B/W (from ch2), F/T (from ch4)
SPOILERS: nothing too recent, say S4 to be safe, but the setting is AU after S1.
DISCLAIMER: all characters except contained within are copyright to Joss Whedon et al. the inspiration behind the fic-style (The Hitch-Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy) belongs to whoever holds the copyright to the late Douglas Adams' work.


Episode 3 
 

Willow woke up first. She felt an arm lying protectively over her stomach,and contact all the way up her left side. As she turned her head she saw the culprit snuggling up to her with a grin on her face, obviously enjoyingwhatever she was dreaming about. Willow watched her fellow slayer sleep, enjoying the closeness they shared, even if she was the only one actually aware of it. Buffy stirred and slowly started to wake up. As she did so she saw Willow watching her, at which she smiled. She leant in and kissed hertenderly on the lips, causing more than a little surprise in Willow, but absolutely no discomfort. Buffy stretched herself out on the bed and mumbled

"So it wasn't just a dream then."

"What wasn't?" Willow asked, already having a suspicion where this was going.

"You know... me, you... last night..." Buffy said with an impish grin on her face as she began to lazily trace circles all over Willow's stomach.

"Um, Buffy.?" Willow ventured, and Buffy obediently looked up to meet her eyes. "Last night you got embarrassed about us sharing a bed and then we went to sleep..." Buffy's eyes went wide with shock and she virtually sprang out of bed as she was gripped with the embarrassment of what she had just done. Willow watched her for a few minutes as she paced around the room trying to work out what to say. Eventually she perched herself on the edge ofthe bed, with her back to Willow unable to look at her.

"I'm so, so sorry Willow. It looks like it must have been a dream after all." She said, trying to keep her tone pleasant, but Willow could sense thedisappointment that laced the words.

"Must have been a great dream judging by that kiss." Buffy now turned to look at Willow. "Wish I'd had one like it." Willow said as she looked away for a second before looking back at Buffy with a coy smile playing at her lips. Taking Buffy's hand and gently pulling her back into the middle of thebed she continued, "Maybe you could find a way of letting me know what it was like?"

 

Innuendo, like that which Buffy has just been on the receiving end of, has for a small sub-culture of people in Western Europe become something of a modern-day cult. Luckily there is no requirement for entry other than an appreciation of fine Innuendo, and this has meant that in recent times the underground Innuendo rings have garnered more and more followers. Innuendo competitions are organised by regions, and the winners at the regional finals make their way once a year to the fine city of Hamburg to partake in the Grand Championships. Here the judges are of the finest calibre, and they will judge the contestants' innuendoes in several categories, the main ones of which are composition, practicality and delivery. Buffy and Willow are however blissfully unaware of all this, and shall remain that way for the foreseeable future.

 

Buffy and Willow purposefully descended the stairs into Giles' living room,both still glowing somewhat, to find Giles and Joyce clearing up the remains of their breakfast. Buffy coughed to attract their attention, and it worked, they both looked up at her.

"I..." she paused and looked at Willow "I mean we have something we want tosay. I know it's a bit sudden, but..." she glanced again at Willow and smiled "we're together," she finished as she put her arm around her girl.

"We have no problems with that dear," replied Joyce "but, um..." Joyce paused, trying to work out how to phrase this tactfully. Giles on the other couldn't care less about tact at that point and finished the sentence for her

"Could you try and keep the noise down next time we're trying to have a lie-in?" If Willow had thought that she had seen the full extent of Buffy's blushing the previous night, she was sorely mistaken.

 

Meanwhile, in a deep, deep underground laboratory the person that has been twice before noted to have been lurking in the shadows is now tinkering away on the device they had been using, and shall continue to do so long into the night and the following morning.

 

Later that day, as Giles was taking a mid-afternoon tea and Buffy had recovered somewhat from her earlier embarrassment, Willow was reminded of an item she had intended to give to Giles. She delved into the bag she had brought with her and brought out a small item, wrapped only in a plastic bag. She passed it to him, and then reclaimed her seat next to Buffy as Giles started to open it. What emerged was a small hardback book entitled "The Little Book Of Prophecies".

 

Here is what the Hitch Hiker's Guide to Sunnydale has to say about prophecies:

Prophecies come in many shapes and forms, but they all share a common mission statement: to foretell the future in the most obscure way possible. Ironically, it is the not so well written prophecies that often are more well known, as the best ones are so obscurely written, they are mistaken for children's stories or Japanese poetry. There is a fabled set of prophecies sobadly written, that they are all concise, to the point and unambiguous. These are the prophecies contained within "The Little Book Of Prophecies", whose author wrote such other non-blockbusters as "The Little Book Of Paradoxes" and "The Little Book Of Paradoxical Prophecies", the latter of which contained only one entry: 'This prophecy shall not come to pass'.



Giles had been reading his new acquisition in glee for the previous twentyminutes when he paused, and furrowed his brow.

"Four slayers shall dine together at Giles' house." Buffy was about to saysomething in response when suddenly

 

It is at this point where you would normally find an episode's cliffhanger,however in order to subvert normality, and to mix things up a bit, today'scliffhanger shall be postponed until the start of the next episode.

 

Can the prophecy really be that simple?

What is the cliffhanger going to be?

And surely knowing that there is going to be a cliffhanger is a cliffhangerin itself?

All this and more, next time, on the Hitch Hiker's Guide to Sunnydale.

 

Silent