Magic Box, Friday

[exwatcher.livejournal.com]

Giles spent a good portion of time trying to sweep the dust bunnies out the front door of the shop when he first arrived. The level of his success was negligible, as the amount of dirt and dust accumalating in the shop attested to.

He finally took a break and leaned against the counter with a cup of tea, eyeing the strange bunnies with a baleful eye.

Maybe Anya was on to something with her opinion of bunnies.

The Magic Box was open.

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[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

A boy came in with a bunny.

It was orange, and an actual flesh and blood rabbit, and he (the boy) looked a little rushed as he was taking a very quick run over from the bookshop, while he (the rabbit) looked a little--

Well, he was hiding in Liir's hand.

"Mister Giles, sir? May I speak to you a moment?"

[exwatcher.livejournal.com]

Giles looked up from his contemplating the dust bunnies. "Of course."

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He held the real rabbit close to his chest, ignoring the other bunnies.

"Have you been wondering where Andrew might be, sir?"

Oh, plenty of sirs. He wanted to make a good impression on Andrew's boss.

[exwatcher.livejournal.com]

"He'd mentioned something about a trip away last time we talked," Giles said.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He blinked.

"Oh. Yes, sir. He did go away. We went to Oz together. But we came back last Wednesday."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn practically danced her way into the shop, uncaring at all that she was soaking wet from the rain. "Giles! Giles! Giiiiiiiiiiiiles!"

[exwatcher.livejournal.com]

"I'm not entirely sure my name is supposed to have that many 'i's in it," Giles said with a smile.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Sure it is!" There was some bouncing, and a little spin. "Guess who got into Oxford!"

In case it wasn't obvious.

[exwatcher.livejournal.com]

"Judging from the amount of bouncing I'm seeing, it's not very hard to deduce." Giles smiled. "Congratulations."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Thank you! I don't know if I'm gonna go, because I haven't heard from anywhere else yet, but I'm gonna go to college and be a real Watcher!" She squealed, "It's so cool!"

[exwatcher.livejournal.com]

"I'm not sure being a Watcher has ever been described as 'cool' before."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Oh. Right. "Think of me as a new generation, then. I have found my inner Watcher, and wow, she's a dork. But I'm good with that, and it's cool if I say it's cool." Besides, to her mind, it was kind of following in Giles's footsteps and carrying on his family line, because even if she wasn't his family line by blood, she totally was by choice, and that was good enough for her. "New rule."

[exwatcher.livejournal.com]

"I'm in a great deal of trouble if I suddenly have to be 'cool'," Giles said ruefully.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Would groovy make you feel more comfortable?" She teased. "I could probably manage groovy."

Then she hugged him. "Anyway, you're totally cool, Giles. Almost as hardcore as Oz."

[exwatcher.livejournal.com]

"I may have been cool thirty years ago," Giles admitted, though I'm not sure I'd hold up those years as many shining moments."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Okay, see, now I'm gonna have to teach you about cool," she got her 'explaining' face on and wondered how long it would be before he went for the bottle of scotch he had hidden somewhere. "It's a state of mind. Think very zen, and then don't care about anything people say. Like, okay. Xander? Cool. Willow? Cool. Harmony? Not so much. Cordelia? Nope, though she got better for a while. Oz? Frigid. Angel? Um, no."

[exwatcher.livejournal.com]

"I've been informed more than once that I'm far too old to be anything as cool as... cool."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"You should ignore Buffy. I mean, Angel?"