26/12/07

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One of my mini-slayers went to Alaska on a mission. There was this witch that wanted to use the Northern Lights or something. Giles explained it. I got bored after he said ‘tsk tsk this could be another apocalypse.’ Apparently there was shopping. I filed a complaint with Giles. There was never time for me to shop during apocalypse time. Giles was not impressed with my complaint filing abilities.

She brought me a snow globe back. This one had an igloo and a little Eskimo ice fishing. When you shook it up snow went everywhere like a mini blizzard. I chucked it in the trash. It was nothing personal. I like the girl. Her hair is rocking and she gets the whole cute and slaying thing. Alaska is beautiful I’m sure even though I’ll never go. I make a point of never being anywhere it snows.

One time, in all of history, it snowed in Sunnydale, California. Just once. In the middle of a heat wave no less. Reporters chalked it up to El Nino and global warming and a bunch of other things. They were all wrong.

It snowed in Sunnydale, California on Christmas morning to save Angel. No, not an angel. Angel, capital A. The First Evil (and wow there’s a lot of capitals in my life. You know things that most people leave little letters, I cap.) was torturing him, trying to get him to loose his soul in me. Evil Angel is conducive to The Apocalypse (there’s the caps again) but apparently Good Angel, not so much.

We stood on that hill doing the whole Buffy and Angel show, complete with I punch him, he punches me. I couldn’t handle it. The dawn was coming and he was going to burn. He asked me to let him be strong and I told him that strong was fighting. I told him we could do it together. Which, you know, usually implies being in the same city at the very least. Apparently not so much for Angel. That’s a whole different story though.

I broke that morning on the hill. I broke and I begged and I pleaded. In the end it didn’t make any difference. I didn’t save him. The Powers That Be (more with the caps already!) did that. They sent snow to block out the sun and give us a day. They waited until the last minute though. They always have liked the Buffy and Angel show.

Bastards.
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