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[dontpatthebunny.livejournal.com]

I wish I were back in Sunnydale!



Well, that didn't work. Hello, fellow citizens of this lovely and not at all oppressive human incubator, I am pleased to make your acquaintance! I hope you are all enjoying your procreating!

I don't suppose anyone could point me in the direction of Xander Harris. He's a handsome one-eyed lad whose physique has reaped the benefits of a career in construction without the obnoxious cat-calling to accompany it. I'm sure you've seen him around.

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[ex_wells219]

Okay, wow.

[dontpatthebunny.livejournal.com]

Andrew! Yes, bask in my shockingly adorable presence.

[ex_wells219]

Basking! Or at least, your presence via the glow of a laptop screen. I mean, Anya! kjhfsakjhgsa This is sort of amazingly great.

[dontpatthebunny.livejournal.com]

I don't understand the purpose of your seemingly random series of consonants and vowels, mister. Is it a code? You know, when I was still a demon I once made myself sick eating Cracker Jacks but the secret decoder ring I got in the mail was such a disappointment.

[ex_wells219]

It's more sort of me hitting the keys in excitement slash speechlessness, Jonathan does it a lot.

[dontpatthebunny.livejournal.com]

Oh, so it's a thing that the socially underdeveloped do? xmcvbewaoiwuebv? Like so?

[ex_wells219]

Hey, who are you calling socially underdeveloped? My silver halide crystals are practically overexposed, okay. I've had my alkaline bath of redemption and now I'm all ready to be shown.

[dontpatthebunny.livejournal.com]

I just call 'em like I see 'em, and you are a thousand words worth of dork.

So did you die?

[ex_wells219]

Surprisingly no? I'm actually in the hospital after my fifth? sixth? near-death experience, I'm kinda losing count. Xander was okay the last time I saw him, too, doing his Colonel Fury thing, but that was a while ago and not uh. Here.

[dontpatthebunny.livejournal.com]

Xander is angry and a ranking officer in the military? I don't understand. What about me? How was I the last time you saw me?

By the way, if you need someone to visit and mock your pain in a feeble attempt to distract you from it, I could do that!

[ex_wells219]

I kind of already have someone to do that, but come visit anyway. 'Cause you know, hospitals, and us. It'll be all nostalgic. We could find wheelchairs.

And Xander isn't actually in the military, though he has a pretty sweet centcom set up. Nick Fury's just this character with an eyepatch... As for you. Um, what do you remember? Because I don't. I mean I didn't actually see. But I bet it was really heroic!

[dontpatthebunny.livejournal.com]

 
 
Oh. Oh. Did I die? But, but I had righteous bunny wrath on my side!

[ex_wells219]

I know, everyone was very surprised. There's um, a support group. Every Wednesday at Der Waffle Haus. You'd be in good company! Or, relatively good. Maybe, uh "good", you have to imagine me doing bunnyfingers here.

[dontpatthebunny.livejournal.com]

It's strange how upset I feel even though I am clearly not dead at present!

[ex_wells219]

I think that's pretty normal. I cried a little when I saw your post. And at least you turned up in one piece!

[dontpatthebunny.livejournal.com]

Magnetic poetry makes you cry, Andrew. But. Thank you.

Oh my god, have people showed up in pieces?

[ex_wells219]

That is to say, quotationmarkfingers.

[dontpatthebunny.livejournal.com]

Yes, thank you, because this moment was not traumatising enough.

[ex_wells219]

Sorry.

[magicbone]

yeah um you can come to the meetings with us. me. but um all of us. yes.

[dontpatthebunny.livejournal.com]

Maybe. I don't know. I'll wait to see if these feelings of loneliness and abandonment go away on their own. Are you asking me on a date?

[magicbone]

okay um good luck with that. also ghsfkjsfkjs no. I mean um, not that you're





but no um that's not what I meant.

[postits]

Hello, miss. Rube Sofer. As the legion has already mentioned, Wednesdays at half-noon at Der Wafflehausen. You are very welcome to join us.

[dontpatthebunny.livejournal.com]

Did you die too?

[postits]

A long time ago, madam. 1926, to be exact. Became a grim reaper, have a bit of expertise about the fragile nature of the subject. I figured I should put it to use here, help folks, have a meeting place, etc. The food's not bad, either.