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31 Never Was

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This story is No. 1 in the series "Thirty One". You may wish to read the series introduction first.

Summary: 31 things Xander never was.

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Multiple Crossings > Xander-Centered > Ficlet CollectionsLadyAvariceFR153218,57728167,3911 Oct 121 Nov 12Yes

Ch 15: Sparkly

CH 14 Costume: Micah Callihan from Anita Blake



Xander grumbled as he tried to find contacts the right color.

Why, of all things, did Buffy and Willow have to go all fan-girl over a book series about vampires!?

They fought the things every freaking night! Wasn't that enough!?

At least with how ticked he was he'd have the facial expression down pat for the night.



He fell to his knees, overwhelmed by the shift in location, the throb of magic, and the confused minds of dozens of creatures.

Slowly, painfully, he managed to push his walls back up as he tried to understand the girl who was babbling at him. The story was fantastic, unbelievable, totally crazy…

And he believed every word, he could feel the truth behind them with his gift.

Reddish-gold eyes surveyed the scene before he took off running.

This needed to end.



Xander sat in a shadowed corner of the library, glaring at the two girls.

He was seriously pissed.

They'd bullied him into wearing the danged costume, managed to get him cursed and turned into said costume, and now he was stuck with leftovers thanks to Giles' old running buddy.

Twinkies were off the menu.

He couldn't maintain his own body heat.

His tan was gone and not going to come back.

His eyes were freaky looking.

And he wanted a bag of AB-, dangit!

The girls were apologizing and trying to get him to see the bright side of things. He wanted them to shut up and quit lying to his face. They were freaking happy he was like this! Couldn't they remember one little detail about the character they'd made him dress as? Buffy had threatened him with sparring duty if he hadn't for crying out loud!

Well, she'd be hurting their next match, that was for sure. She'd freaking bounce off him.

Just then Angel came into the library through the doors.

He could tell the moment he'd been spotted.

Angel's body went stiff, and his nostrils flared as he scented the room.

He was the only one who heard Angel's purr when he caught sight of him.

Oh hell no! Brood Boy did not just give him the vamp version of a come on!

Snarling he got to his feet, moving towards a more sun-oriented part of the room. He remembered his type of vamp didn't dust in sunlight.

…..

Reason number a zillion and one to be pissed at the girls, he wasn't just a vamp.

He was a vamp that sparkled!

At least the ticked off snarl and the fist through the weapons cage door got everyone to shut up about it for a bit.
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