I own nothing, someone else owns everything I am writing about.Spoilers:
Takes place after S7 BtVS and right after South Park S11E5 “Fantastic Easter Special”A/N #1:
My goal is not to offend anyone, just to write a funny fic. But, if you read this you are familiar with South Park and may, in fact, get offended. You are warned.A/N #2:
You really have to see the Episode to understand what’s going on in this fic. If you haven’t seen it, and don’t mind being spoiled, you can read about it here:
Buffy stared in both horror and confusion at the Easter Mass taking place on the TV. She turned to Willow, who was also confused.
“Ok. We really should be doing some kind of research.” Buffy finally said. It was all way to surrealistic.
Willow just shook her head and shrugged. “I don’t know. I didn’t understand it before and I certainly don’t understand it now.” She said, looking at Buffy. “Jewish, remember?”
Buffy pinched the bridge of her nose. “People just…and they…” she sighed, throwing her hands in the air. “I don’t care. As long as no hellbeasties come from it, I just don’t care.”
As Buffy turned the television off, she and Willow headed for the Wicca/hackers room to indulge in the Easter Baskets they had received from Xander. As they passed the living room, they both stared in shock at the man who provided the chocolaty goodness they were about to enjoy.
Xander was dancing gleefully around the room with a pair of rabbit ears on his head and a string held a fluffy tail in place on his butt. His feet were encased in giant, fuzzy slippers that looked like rabbits feet. He was watching the Easter Mass.
“Oh Xander, you can’t be serious.” Buffy said, almost sadly.
Xander turned and grinned gleefully. “Buff, it happened, it finally happened!” he shouted in joy. “The rightful Pope is on the throne!” he danced.
Willow couldn’t help but smirk. “So, you’re a member of…the, uh…” she just couldn’t bring herself to say it.
“Proud member of the Hare Club for Men.” Xander danced around, taking Willows hands and spinning her.
Buffy was more than confused. “Xander, you can’t
think this is real?!”
Xander stopped his dancing and walked over to Buffy. “Buff, you gotta ask yourself one question for this to start to make sense.” He said slowly.
Buffy raised an eyebrow.
“Why else do you think an eleven-hundred year old Vengeance Demon would be afraid of bunnies?” Xander asked.
Buffy’s jaw dropped, as she contemplated the question. “N-no.” she finally said. “I…no…I’m gonna eat my eggs, and my peeps and my chocolate bunny. Wake me up later for patrol.” She finally headed upstairs. The last thing she heard was Xander’s singing.
“Sanctum Piter oteum, Deus ore uneum. Hippitus hoppitus reus homine.
In suspiratoreum, lepus in re sanctum.
Hippitus hoppitus Deus Domine.
The lyrics were found here:
Happy Easter, everyone!!