It Is Always Better In The Dark
Title: It Is Always Better In The Dark
Author: Tru
Characters: Anya, ensemble
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy
Productions does
Summary: Anya gets playful with a shadow man
(It is near 9:30 at night and Anya is walking down the sidewalk on the way home
from the magic shop)
Anya: La la dee da la la
(Hums some tunes with no particular melody, suddenly, somebody whispers "Anya"
from out of an alley, Anya, being stupid walks down the alley, toward the voice)
Anya: What? Who's there?
Voice: I want you Anya.
(Anya turns round and round staring at the sky, thinking God is talking to her)
Anya: What!?
Voice: You know what I mean.
Anya: You mean you want to...
Voice: Yes
Anya: With me?
Voice: Oh, hell yes.
Anya: Well, you're definitely not God. And I'm not going to say yes if I don't
know who you are.
(A dark shadowy figure springs at Anya from the top of a building; he sweeps her
up and carries her off into the night as she squeals in delight)
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The next morning at the Magic Box
Xander: Has anyone seen Anya? She never came home last night, I'm worried about
her.
Buffy: Haven't seen her, have you Spike?
Spike: Uh, no.
Giles: This sounds serious, and I don't have anything better to do, so let's go
find your...
(Anya bounds in, looking very pleased, she is practically glowing)
Xander: Honey, where have you been? I've been worried sick about you.
Anya: I slept over with a friend.
Xander: You don't have any friends.
Anya: Yes I.... well, I do now.
Xander: What's that supposed to mean?
Anya: Do you need me to spell it out for you? I-H-A-V-E-A-F-R-I-E...
Xander: I get it, so who is it? What's her name?
Anya: It's not a girl, at least it didn't feel like it...
Xander: What do you mean feel?...Oh Anya! How could you?
Buffy: You cheated on Xander? He can't be that bad.
Xander: So, who was it?
Anya: I don't know...
Giles: You don't know?
Anya: Nope.
Giles: I'm not an expert on these things, but don't you have to see the person
to...
Anya: It was dark...he carried me to his house.
Xander: How could you go with him?
Spike: Was he good?
Anya: Oh yes, very.
(Spike smiles)
Anya: Hey, wait, I know that voice, you were...
Xander: Oh Anya, not him...
Spike: She said I was good. (Grinning)
Anya: Hey, what can I say, he was good.
End