Title: First Day Back
Summary: 20 Minutes with Anya- Anyanka’s first call coming out of retirement takes her to the back woods of Bon Temps, Louisiana. Crossover with Southern Vampire Series.
Disclaimer: Halfrek and Anyanka belong to the wonderful world of Joss Whedon et al. The bar Anyanka visits belongs to the wonderful world of Charlaine Harris et al.
“HALFREK!” The words bounced off the black nothingness. “Halfrek!” The cry sounded again, this time more pitiful.
“Who has summoned the…. Oh it’s you.” The demon popped into the blackness, letting her natural face come forward.
“Yes, it’s me. It took you long enough. What if I had been an abandoned child, or something pathetic and needing vengeance?” Anyanka whimpered.
“Well dear, that’s hardly the case.” Hallie tsked. Unfortunately it was the wrong thing to say, and the mighty demon Halfrek soon found herself facing the equally mighty, but overly distraught and crying, demon Anyanka. “Oh honey, what happened?”
“I’ve lost my touch; I’m washed up, a has-been. It’s no use. It’s all over.” Anyanka muttered.
“That can’t be. You were only human for a few years; men don’t change that fast.” Hallie wrapped an arm around her sobbing friend, letting Anya cry on her shoulder for a few minutes before Anya backed away sniffling.
“Oh Hallie, it was so awful.” Anya moaned.
“It’s your first job back, of course it will be a bit rusty, but it couldn’t be that bad. Why don’t you tell me about it?” Halfrek offered comfortingly; her specialty of neglected children made her the perfect mother hen of the vengeance demon crowd.
“Well, the call was in Louisiana.”
“They’re generally good about calls, all that voodoo you know.” Halfrek smiled at her recent memory of a call during Mardi Gras.
“It was this doctor, she was so smart, and pretty, and bitter. She had been dating this guy from this small town. She was planning on dumping him since she was going to move to Chicago, but she hadn’t decided yet. Anyway, he dumped her first, so she needed vengeance.” Anya’s story was punctuated with sniffles.
“Well that’s understandable.”
“So, I found her drinking at this bar, it was a horrible bar, in this town so small it didn’t even have a Starbucks. The waitress was trying to make it all better, since she had evidently introduced the pair, but I managed to distract the waitress long enough to get a wish out.”
“Well, see, that’s not so bad; you fulfilled your duty. Why are you so sad?”
“But that’s just it. I granted the wish and nothing happened!” Anyanka sobbed.
“What?! That’s impossible.” Halfrek gasped
“That’s what I thought, so I tried again, and it didn’t work. I swear I hadn’t lost my power center this time; it just didn’t work.”
“Well, what did she wish for?”
“The first time she wished that he would be the stupidest man ever. The second time she wished that he would feel all her pain. I tried to turn him into the sappiest, most sensitive, dumbest guy ever. Even worse than that football player I went to school with, Larry something.”
“Hrmm, those sound like perfectly good wishes. Are you sure it didn’t work?”
“Well, he came into the bar just a few minutes later, and nobody noticed anything was wrong with him.” Anya whined.
“Well, I’ll just check up on something.” Halfrek blinked out of existence for just a moment, then was back. “Anya, honey, I found out what went wrong.”
“Oh?” Anya perked up a bit.
“Yes, the reason the wishes didn’t work was because you were already dealing with the stupidest, most sensitive man ever.” Halfrek answered.
“Really?” Anyanka asked. “How is that possible? I thought nobody could be more sensitive Larry.”
“Well, next time don’t grant any wishes against Larry’s country cousins. Inbreeding did nothing for that line. Now, how about we forget about the work day over a nice cup of coffee?”
“Ooh, I hear there’s a new Starbucks in Moscow.”
“Lead the way, sweetheart.” And once again silence reigned in the blackness of the demon plane.