"I like my cuddle time," he said with a sight. "I got the equivalent of emotional blue balls, which is why I'm watching the sunrise."
"Watching the sunrise gets rid of emotional blue balls?" Faith asked.
"So does having a puppy lick your face, but the pet store’s closed right now."
"I might buy the puppy," she said. "But, a sunrise?"
"Just look at it," Xander said with a grin. "For every degree it rises, there has to be a dozen vampires, too stupid to live, bursting into flame."
Faith burst out laughing.
"No, seriously," Xander said. "You know there are vamps out there that are as bright as a burned out bulb. Odds are, considering the number of vamps there are, dozens lock themselves outside their lairs or get caught outside every day."
"I just have a hard time picturing it," the dark-haired Slayer said.
"I've seen it," he said with a grin. "A vamp came out of a dark alley at me, just before a large truck moved out of the way of the sun."
"You got lucky."
"One vamp that stupid isn't a threat," Xander said. "I tripped him and that's all she wrote. Most vamps are idiots we are mentally superior to, even if we aren't physically superior to them like you Slayers are. One on one, I've never had a problem with anything short of a Master unless I was the one holding the idiot ball that day."
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