Blue . . .
Blue . . .
"Are you sure Giles is coming?"
"I’m sure, Buffy. He said he'd be here," Xander answered. "By the way, what was that Willow was saying the other day about there being a blue moon tonight?"
"It just means that tonight will be the second full moon this month. It happens occasionally."
"Are you sure that's what she meant? Because the moon really IS blue."
"You must be mistaken," Buffy said.
"No," Anya agreed with Xander. "It's blue."
"Really? Blue blue?"
Xander led Buffy over to the window and pointed to the full moon just clearing the tops of the trees.
"Oh. Well, maybe it's just extra thick pollution from L.A."
"What are you guys looking at?" Dawn asked as she walked over to them after coming from the bedroom from changing into her Annie Oakley costume.
"The blue moon. Buffy thinks it's L.A. smog."
"I think it's kind of cool. I bet the Trick or Treaters will think so too."
"When Willow and Tara get here why don't we have them do a spell to see what it really is?" Anya suggested.
"I don't think they need to be doing any spells for something like this."
"And besides," Xander added. "You never know what can happen when you cast spells on Halloween."
"Not superstitious are you?" Buffy asked, grinning at him.
"No. But why take the chance?"
Just then the doorbell rang. It was Giles, Willow and Tara.
"It made no sense for us not to come together," Giles explained. "Why drive two cars when one would suffice?"
"Love the bed-sheet toga," Buffy said.
"Yeah, and the manly man's head-wreath is a real hoot," Xander added. "Maybe I should get one too, so we can bond. Get it -- Bond?"
"Yes, I get it," Giles answered impatiently. "You're dressed as James Bond."
"And those black socks with the Roman sandals are quite fashionable," Buffy said mockingly.
"As they were meant to be," he replied equally sarcastically. "And just who are you supposed to be?"
Giles' look was a blank stare.
"You know, the Warrior Princess?"
Giles shrugged his shoulders and shook his head.
"Oh, come on, Giles, surely you've heard of her. She's on TV. She lives back in ancient Greece. She fights warlords. Ares is in love with her. Her best friend is Gabrielle."
"I’m sorry, Buffy, I have no idea who you're talking about."
Anya patted Giles' shoulder sympathetically, then joined Tara as she poured bags of chips into bowls.
"I like your costume," Tara said to Anya. "It's very...."
"Cleavage-y," Willow finished for her.
"Why, thank you, Tara. And you too, Willow. How nice of you to notice. Xander likes it, also. He says it makes his...."
"I'm sure we don't need to hear the rest of that sentence," Buffy interrupted in a hurry. "So, how about those drinks?"
"I think we're going to make it. It's just a few minutes until midnight, Halloween will be over for another year, and no crazy demons or evil curses in sight. I think this calls for a toast," Xander said as he looked into the refrigerator for something cold and alcoholic.
"Yeah," Dawn agreed. "We gave out lots of candy to the Trick or Treaters and we still have plenty left over for me, I mean us, all of us."
"Well, I do believe Xander is correct, for a change. I must admit I was just a bit concerned, but it appears my worries were unwarranted."
Xander poured the ten dollar champagne into plastic glasses, handed them out, and made the first toast. "Here's to the demon-free evening full of fun and frivolity."
"And to another Ethan Rayne-less Halloween," Giles added.
"To no evil witches," Willow toasted.
"Or vampires," Tara said.
"No evil, demon cavities," Dawn declared, with a glass of grape soda and a mouthful of M&Ms.
"To no vengeance demons needed," Anya stated solemnly as she looked at Xander. "Ever!"
Then it was Buffy's turn. "Well, since the entire demon world has been covered, then I say here's to the blue...."
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