“My baby cousin is getting married apparently,” Xander answered so flatly that anyone hearing him would immediately see his family resemblance with Wednesday.
“O…k. Ain’t that a good thing? Love conquering all and puppies and kittens and crap?” Faith asked.
“She’s only eighteen. And trust me, Wednesday doesn’t do cheerful, so puppies and kittens are out,” Xander responded with a bittersweet smirk.
“Ah. Need a hand to come with and help haul away the body then?” Faith offered only half-jokingly. In truth, with B, Red, G, and the Pip all overseas on various assignments Faith almost felt like she had to keep track of Xander on something like this. She was as close to an original Scooby as there was there to support the newly named head for the area. Besides, it beat sitting at home thinking about her breakup with Wood. And if Xander’s family was half as entertaining as he was it should be good a few laughs.
Xander gave her a speculative look before he shrugged and replied, “It’s in New York in a few weeks if you’re up for it. Just promise not to try to slay any of them. They’re a little creepy sometimes.”
“Ah, how kooky could your relatives be X? You’re the one with the mysterious job fightin’ demons and stuff,” Faith dismissed.
“I’m warning you they have a dark sense of humor, Faith. You can ask Willow about them sometime. But I promise, they’re not evil. They’re just… spooky,” Xander promised.