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The rumble of booted feet, bouncing down the stairs, heralded the arrival of the youngest Summers sister.
“Alright, who broke my Xander?” Dawn glared at the assembled catwomen.
Buffy actually shrank back a bit from the look in her little sister’s eyes. Normally she’d have just glared back, but the cat’s eyes contacts Dawn wore, along with the extended canines, gave her snarl a feral look that Buffy wasn’t used to on anything she couldn’t stake. “She did it!”
Willow looked shocked at Buffy’s betrayal, but a hint of pride was still lurking in her eyes from ‘breaking’ Xander. "Ididn’tmeantodoititwasanaccidentbutit’skindacutethewayhejustkneelstheredroolingandtwitching…” Willow ran down a bit, turning bright red beneath her mask.
Joyce smirked at the way the girls were fussing over Xander. It seemed like the only one of the three he was interested in, was the one that wasn’t interested in him or was at the very least extremely good at hiding it. He was completely oblivious to the affections of the other two girls; One, because she meant too much to him for him to ever consider ‘dirtying’ her with thoughts of a sexual nature, much less actions and Two, because she was a whole two years younger than him. ‘Two years seems like forever at their age.’
Joyce grinned to herself, as she decided to fix her erstwhile son. Grabbing her purse off the coffee table she pulled out a small cellophane wrapped object and purposely crinkled the wrapper.
Xander’s eyes stopped tracking Willow’s curves, snapping shut as he started sniffing the air.
Giggling the Summers matriarch shook the cellophane encased Twinkie several times and then tossed it into the air above Xander. She could have sworn his eyes flashed green for a second, as he leapt into the air from his knees and grabbed the Twinkie before diving behind the sofa.
Safely ensconced in the space between the wall and the sofa he began caressing the golden cake and singing The Twinkie Hunter’s song. “I’m gonna eat you little Twinkie, I’m gonna eat you little Twinkie, cause I like eating Twinkies!”
The giggling reminded him that he wasn’t alone. “It’s my Twinkie, you can’t have it!”
The giggling exploded into full blown laughter, as he devoured his precious noisily.
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