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WTF Is Schmoop? 20/29
Title: Put Your Hands Up
Fandom: Jossverse
Pairing Buffy/Willow
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine. These ladies belong to other people. I’m toying with them for a bit of recreational fun and to challenge my sanity.
Summary: Sometimes celebrating with family isn’t so bad.
Put Your Hands Up
A spoon gently tinked against the Champaign flute in Giles hand as he stood. The table wasn’t too large, but there were more people there than just the Scoobs. Willow’s parents were towards the end of the table and a few friends the gang had made along the way, not involved in slaying activity. The restaurant was full, but it didn’t really matter to Buffy.
Her family was here, her friends and Willow. So she did the polite thing and looked over at the patriarch of their misfit band of ne’er do wells and listened as he spoke, “I can recall in vivid detail the first time I met Buffy, she had come to the library looking to pick up her school books for the year. I had little exposure to teenage girls at that juncture. Less exposure to American teenage girls.” He cleared his throat and caught her eyes.
A faint smile played at the corner of her mouth and he winked.
“Never the less, I was taken by the intelligence, youth and exuberance I saw. It was much the same way when I was first introduced to Willow. We became fast friends and eventually, we became the family that we are today. Through everything…” Giles looked pointedly at those in the know.
Willow leaned in and whispered, “Which apocalypse could he reference?”
“Too many,” Buffy whispered back quickly.
“The ups and downs, the losses and the accomplishments, those two along with Xander remained as close as three friends could be and for me the children that I’d always wanted, but never had. So it is with great honor and privilege that we get to celebrate today together, with family and friends, to congratulate Buffy and Willow on their graduation of Cal State Sunnydale and wish them well on their bright futures, together. They found each other in college and together their future.” He raised the flute in toast and led the cheer, “To Buffy and Willow!”
The glasses clinked together, laughs flittered across the table and Buffy couldn’t help the grin.
She set her glass down and leaned further into Willow, laying her head on her girlfriend’s shoulder, she whispered, “This is nice.”
“Hmm-uhmm. Agreed,” Willow hummed and threaded their hands together to rest atop the table. “You ready for the rest?”
“You mean the sleep we’re going to catch up on?” Buffy joked and picked her head up to look Willow over.
“Well, no, I was talking…”
“Or all the sex we can catch up on?” Buffy’s eyebrows danced and she grinned.
The redhead trailed off at the impish smile and used her free hand to playfully smack Buffy’s shoulder. “You’re lucky I think you’re cute.”
Buffy rolled her eyes and replied, “I’m lucky you love me.”
“Darn tootin’!”
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Fandom: Jossverse
Pairing Buffy/Willow
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine. These ladies belong to other people. I’m toying with them for a bit of recreational fun and to challenge my sanity.
Summary: Sometimes celebrating with family isn’t so bad.
A spoon gently tinked against the Champaign flute in Giles hand as he stood. The table wasn’t too large, but there were more people there than just the Scoobs. Willow’s parents were towards the end of the table and a few friends the gang had made along the way, not involved in slaying activity. The restaurant was full, but it didn’t really matter to Buffy.
Her family was here, her friends and Willow. So she did the polite thing and looked over at the patriarch of their misfit band of ne’er do wells and listened as he spoke, “I can recall in vivid detail the first time I met Buffy, she had come to the library looking to pick up her school books for the year. I had little exposure to teenage girls at that juncture. Less exposure to American teenage girls.” He cleared his throat and caught her eyes.
A faint smile played at the corner of her mouth and he winked.
“Never the less, I was taken by the intelligence, youth and exuberance I saw. It was much the same way when I was first introduced to Willow. We became fast friends and eventually, we became the family that we are today. Through everything…” Giles looked pointedly at those in the know.
Willow leaned in and whispered, “Which apocalypse could he reference?”
“Too many,” Buffy whispered back quickly.
“The ups and downs, the losses and the accomplishments, those two along with Xander remained as close as three friends could be and for me the children that I’d always wanted, but never had. So it is with great honor and privilege that we get to celebrate today together, with family and friends, to congratulate Buffy and Willow on their graduation of Cal State Sunnydale and wish them well on their bright futures, together. They found each other in college and together their future.” He raised the flute in toast and led the cheer, “To Buffy and Willow!”
The glasses clinked together, laughs flittered across the table and Buffy couldn’t help the grin.
She set her glass down and leaned further into Willow, laying her head on her girlfriend’s shoulder, she whispered, “This is nice.”
“Hmm-uhmm. Agreed,” Willow hummed and threaded their hands together to rest atop the table. “You ready for the rest?”
“You mean the sleep we’re going to catch up on?” Buffy joked and picked her head up to look Willow over.
“Well, no, I was talking…”
“Or all the sex we can catch up on?” Buffy’s eyebrows danced and she grinned.
The redhead trailed off at the impish smile and used her free hand to playfully smack Buffy’s shoulder. “You’re lucky I think you’re cute.”
Buffy rolled her eyes and replied, “I’m lucky you love me.”
“Darn tootin’!”
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