Fic: Monster? (1/?)

[inell@xxxxxxx]

Title: Monster?
Author: Inell
Email: Inell@xxxxxxx
Disclaimer: Joss owns them all
Distribution: My site, Kiss or Kill, 
http://members.fortunecity.com/kissorkill Anyone that has permission, take. 
Otherwise, just ask. Honestly, why would you want this? LOL
Rating: PG-13 
Pairing: Willow/Buffy
Feedback is always appreciated
Notes: Okay. This is extremely silly! You've been warned. I must confess the 
idea has been in my head for two years, and I've just now taken the time to 
write it. Again, I remind, it is SILLY!
Notes2: Set in my own Season 6 universe…Trust me, it doesn't reallymatter 
when it is set….. 


MONSTER? (1/?)


Willow peered into the darkness, her eyes narrowing as she struggled to see 
anything out of place. Her nose wrinkled at the smell of the damp air, but 
she leaned forward anyway. Her hand touched the cold metal, causing her to 
draw back slightly before putting her hand back. She sighed as she realized 
that there was nothing unusual in the darkness. She moved forward until her 
head was nearly in the dark hole, her green eyes seeing nothing. She 
straightened up, casting an apologetic smile at Xander who was standing 
beside her. "I don't see anything, Xan."


"Neither did I," he said with a frown. He ran a hand through his dark hair, 
asking, "It has to be there. I put two in this morning. Anya watched me to do 
it! She's my witness. When I pulled everything out, there was only one. Only 
one!"


"That is definitely strange," Buffy said as she made a face at Willow behind 
Xander's back. She watched with satisfaction as the redhead tried not to 
laugh, instead keeping her expression serious as she listened to Xander.


"Xander, you're being stupid," Anya said sharply, her patience with her lover 
nearing its breaking point. "This is too much, even for you."


"I'm not being stupid!" he said with a glare. "This isn't the first time that 
it has happened. This is like, what, the sixth time in three months? Once, 
maybe twice, it could have been an accident or something. But, six times? No 
way. There's something in there."


Willow sighed, looking at the ceiling as she struggled to figure out how to 
deal with the situation. In all their years fighting vampires and evil, this 
was a new one. She wanted nothing more than to laugh and tell Xander that it 
was a funny joke, but they had serious work to do. In fact, when he had first 
called her, she'd thought he was joking. She'd told Buffy the situation, the 
slayer laughing as she had closed her book, eager to stop studying for her 
sociology test. When they had arrived at Xander's apartment, though, Willow 
had seen the look in his eyes, realizing with alarm that her friend was 
serious. That had changed things. She'd tried to become serious, but Buffy 
wasn't helping. Willow looked at Dawn, who was actually listening and seemed 
to think that it wasn't all a joke. As Xander and Anya began to bicker, 
Willow shook her head, "Xander, I don't know. I can't see anything in there. 
Are you sure both were in there?"


"Yes," Xander nodded, his argument with Anya stopping as he answered Willow's 
question.


"You know, it took one of mine last week," Dawn said, speaking up for the 
first time since they'd moved into the small room. 


"Really?" Buffy looked at her sister with a frown as she grew thoughtful. "I 
remember that. The green one, with the sparkly stuff."


"I thought I might have lost if upstairs, but I couldn't find it in my room 
at all," Dawn said with a sigh. 


"Actually, we've lost several in the last few months," Willow observed, her 
humor at the situation leaving as she started to think. She looked at Buffy, 
saying, "There's no way…."


Buffy shrugged, "This is the Hellmouth. Who knows? Anything is possible."


"But, this is ridiculous," Willow laughed, running a hand through her hair. 
"Now we're all being silly."


"Hey, I wasn't being silly!" Xander said, giving his best friend a smile. He 
was glad to see that they were starting to agree with him. For a month, he'd 
thought he was going crazy. That's why he'd never mentioned anything before, 
because it seemed so far fetched. Now, though, hearing that they had been 
having the same problem, it made him feel better.


"So, what do we do?" Anya asked, deciding that Xander wasn't really the type 
to be so dramatic about something unless there was truth to it. Besides, 
she'd much rather be part of the group than be out of the loop. If that meant 
she had to be stupid sometimes, so be it. For Xander, she could be stupid.


"This is so cool," Dawn said as she moved past Willow to look into the 
darkness of the washing machine. She shot them a smile as she excitedly said, 
"We've got our very own sock monster!"