Some Drinks Are Stronger Than You Think by cwolf
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy, etc, or the character in this chapter from a set of commercials.
One of the things that kept Mark Brainerd sane was his occasional hit of Kickapoo Joy Juice.
Of course it helped that during the 30 seconds of escape from reality that he sometimes got, his mind tended to see things he didn't remember afterward. The council would later, under peaceful conditions, discover that the drink also produced a form of time stop. Allowing only the person involved to be able to move, if he or she could. The time stop did not increase the seconds. However, sometimes it lasted a little longer inside depending on what outside source entered it.
Mark twitched and stared blearily at a hazy portal that had started waving at him. Mark tried to wave back while trying to figure out how portals waved, or even why they would want to. Then he paused mid-wave and twitch leaving him with a stupid grin, one wide eye and one half closed eye look on his face complete with his hand looking like he was flipping the bearded guy in the portal off. Mark continued to blink as he finished waving his finger at the man while grinning.
The man on the other side smiled good-naturedly and flipped him off in return while waving. Then he pushed an ice bucket with beer bottles through. After which he put one hand on top of the other side of the portal, And another on the bottom. Then he closed it.
The man sighed as he finished closing the portal into a little folded up pocket of air. Then he swallowed it. Behind him, two elegant ladies opened the door and entered giggling.
He turned with a smile. "Ah ladies. I'm afraid I need something a little stronger than Dos Equis to wash down what I just ate."
They grabbed his arms then all three strode out of the room. The ladies never realized that The Most Interesting Man In The World had performed yet another feat. Only this time he locked his dimension out of a war and threw away the key.
Mark blinked at the ice bucket on wheels sitting next to his desk. He'd just finished indulging in his drink.
"What the hell is Dos Equis?"
(Dos Equis Commercial. I think you can figure out the character. *grin*)