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~~Three~~ Four more drabbles for open_on_sunday. I'm becoming seriously addicted to these things. Subject: puppets and muppets.

Oh, And There's No Easter Bunny Either

"Ewwww." Willow couldn't look away from the carnage. "That was... poor kids."

"Yeah, Buff." Xander shook his head. "You made some child psychiatrists very rich just now."

"Look, I don't like it any more than you guys, but do you know what happens if Guatemalan ostrich demons get to mate?" Buffy brushed some bloody yellow feathers from her axe.

"Hey, we're on board with the killage of demons, but..." Willow gestured helplessly at the kindergarten class who had happened to witness the fight, and whose teacher was trying in vain to calm the hysterical kids down.

"SHE KILLED BIG BIRD!"

Puppy
Timeline: Angel s5, post-"Smile Time"
A/N: edited passage from my fic "Gonna Make You Bark".

Suddenly the puppet started changing – not back into Angel, but into something... furrier. Lorne looked at the setting sun. "Guys... it's a full moon tonight, right?"

"Yeah, that's why Nina is downsta-" Gunn suddenly understood. "Wait, I thought vampires were immune to werewolf bites?"

"I guess puppets aren't."

They stared as Angel turned into a little stuffed wolf. He bared his tiny teeth, let out an adorable little howl and tried to savage Harmony - unsuccessfully, since his teeth and claws were made of felt. Spike, meanwhile, was busy laughing his ass off. "He... he’s a wee little puppy man!"

No Strings Attached

"You're fired."

It took a few seconds for the words' full meaning to sink in. He'd been ten years old when his father told him his fate. 36 years of always knowing what to do, rules to follow, a purpose... all gone in an instant.

He knew he should feel something; outrage, bitterness, panic. But as Quentin left the library Giles felt nothing but sadness, and not even for himself. Whatever he did from now on would be his own choice. He could do anything he wanted.

Giles wet the cloth and gently started cleaning Buffy's wounds.

She let him.

Why Willow Has Frog Fear
Timeline: 1989 or so.
Rated R for icky violence.

Neither of them liked hanging out at Xander's if his father was home. But with Sheila's ban on uneducational TV and the rain pouring down outside, they ended up watching the Harris' little 20-inch anyway. Until...

"ALEXANDER LAVELLE HARRIS! I thought I told you to clean up your goddamn room! Get in here ON THE DOUBLE!"

Willow felt Xander shudder before he got up. "Do you want me to come with?"

"No, it's OK. I'll be right back."

She turned up the volume and focused on Kermit, knuckles white, trying not to hear the shouts and slaps from Xander's room.