Title: SB
Authors: Jacinta
E-mails: cindy71au@yahoo.com.au
Disclaimer: Joss and Co. owns everything. I own nothing but my warped mind.
Pairing: B/G
Rating: PG - possibly even G....who knows, I don't usually write stuff this tame ;-)
Spoilers: After Season 5, but in my little fantasy world Buffy didn't die. Or if you like it could be set in
Season 6 after they bring Buffy back...whatever works for you.
Distribution: Gabi if she wants it, theLIST too. Anyone else just ask.
Summery: Nope, ain't telling ya nothing... so there :p
Dedication: to all my little chat buds out there, be they on yim, irc, email or even the occasional sms... :)
Feedback: Yes please... pretty please...don't make me beg, it hurts the knees...
Authors note: I'm betting Sav is almost panicking right now as to what this fic might be about... be afraid
Sav, be very afraid <eg>
Thanks to Milk for the beta and helping me along in parts... oh and Tag too :)
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The entire Scooby gang was together at the Bronze for Karaoke night. Anya had insisted that they all go,
using the night as a kind of 'group bonding and wind-down' after the horrific fight with Glory. She had
seemed so excited about going that no one had the heart to refuse, not even Giles. They had managed to
talk him into singing a song a few minutes ago and he was just returning to their table, amidst a round of
applause and whistling.
They all congratulated him whole-heartedly as he sat down; everyone except Xander who had a smirk
across his face. "That was great G-man. Too bad you couldn't handle singing something a little more
recent, ya know, like from this century."
"Xander!" both Willow and Buffy admonished together.
"Oh I'm sure I could handle singing something a little more 'upbeat' as you would say, I'm just not sure you
could handle listening to me sing it," Giles replied.
"Is that a challenge big G?"
"I've told you numerous times not to call me that Xander; and yes it is a challenge, if you feel up to it?"
"Oh you bet I am, but I get to pick the song."
"We'll select one together, just to make sure you don't pick a totally impossible song for me to do."
"Sounds fair. What are the terms then?"
"If I can sing the song, you'll have to categorize the new shipment of books alphabetically, wearing the
puffy suit. If I can't, I'll serve customers for a whole day wearing the puffy suit. Deal?"
"Okay, deal." With that Xander stuck his hand out and shook Giles' to seal their agreement and then they
both headed back up to the stage to select a song. The girls looked at their retreating forms and then back
to each other, sharing a silent agreement at the constant wonder of workings of the male mind.
"Okay, my turn to head up to the bar. Who's up for another drink?" asked Buffy as she stood up. Getting
their orders, Buffy wandered over to the bar, returning a few minutes later with the drinks on a tray. By that
time Xander had returned and was tight-lipped about what song he and Giles had finally settled on. Buffy
remained standing and passed the drinks around as the opening bars of the next song began. She
immediately recognized the Latin beat and wondered who was going to try and sing it.
As she glanced up on stage she was shocked, to say the least, to see Giles standing there. Her mind was
caught between apprehension, that he might embarrass himself by trying to sing this kind of song and
anticipation that he actually might succeed.
She had no doubt as to his ability, but he'd always termed this kind of music as 'mindless sounds'. The
notion of him singing one of these seemed very ironic.
Before any more thoughts could enter her mind he began to sing, his velvety tones again filling the room.
Talk to me, tell me your name
You blow me off like it's all the same
You lit a fuse and now I'm tickin' away
Like a bomb; Yeah baby
Talk to me, tell me your sign
You're switchin' sides like a Gemini
You're playin' games and now you're hittin' my heart
Like a drum; Yeah baby
Getting into the rhythm of the song, Giles started to move a little, undulating his body slightly to the beat.
As he sang, he kept glancing occasionally over at the gang to gauge their reaction. Both Xander and Buffy
just gaped open-mouthed, their eyes almost popping out of their heads. The others were smiling and
singing along occasionally.
Well if Lady Luck gets on my side
We're gonna rock this town alive
I'll let her rough me up, till she knocks me out
'Cause she walks like she talks and she talks like she walks
She bangs, she bangs
Oh baby when she moves, She moves
I go crazy 'cause she looks like a flower but she stings like a bee
Like every girl in history
She bangs, she bangs
I'm wasted by the way she moves, she moves
No one ever looked so fine
She reminds me that the woman's got one thing on her mind
The further Giles got into the song, the more his confidence grew.
He started to move around a little more, his actions becoming bolder as several people in the audience
started to cheer and jump up to dance to the music.
Talk to me, tell me your name
I'm just a link in your daisy chain
Your rap sounds like a diamond Map
To the stars; Yeah baby
Talk to me, tell me the news
You wear me out like a pair of shoes
We'll dance until the band goes home
Then you're gone; Yeah baby
Well if it looks like love should be a crime
They'd better lock me up for life
I'll do the time with a smile on my face
Thinkin' of her in her leather and lace
The whole time he sang that verse, his eyes were focused solely on Buffy. She swallowed nervously as a
blush crept throughout her entire body.
She bangs, she bangs
Oh baby when she moves, She moves
I go crazy 'cause she looks like a flower but she stings like a bee
Like every girl in history
The hip gyrations he was now doing would put Ricky Martin to shame.
From the reaction of most of the females in the audience, they thought so too.
The small group that was now gathered around the front of the stage was cheering wildly, their eyes
roaming all over his body as he danced around.
She bangs, she bangs
I'm wasted by the way she moves, she moves
No one ever looked so fine
She reminds me that the woman's got one thing on her mind
Back at the table, Xander had his eyes closed and was banging his head against the tabletop as he
muttered repeatedly to himself about how stupid he was. Buffy on the other hand was still standing, her
mouth almost dropping to the floor as her eyes also wandered over his body. She finally managed to get
enough control of her body to close her mouth and slowly sit down.
Unfortunately her brain wasn't quite working enough to make sure that the chair was in the right place. She
soon discovered that it wasn't, when she continued her downwards path and landed with a bang on the
floor. Quickly trying to regain her composure, she scrambled back up and sat down, looking around
nervously to see who had witnessed her tumble.
Luckily for her, most people were too distracted by Giles to notice what had happened. What she didn't
know was that Giles had seen her--and almost laughed out loud. Before he had a chance to, the music
caught up to him as he began to sing again.
Man, if Lady Luck gets on my side
We're gonna rock this town alive
I'll let her rough me up till she knocks me out
'Cause she walks like she talks and she talks like she walks
She bangs, she bangs
Oh baby, she moves, She moves
I go crazy 'cause she looks like a flower but she stings like a bee
Like every girl in history
She bangs, she bangs
She moves, she moves
She bangs, she bangs
She moves, she moves
The music faded into the background as the song came to an end and the room erupted with loud cheering
and applause. Giles made his way from the stage back to the Scoobys, receiving several napkins with
phone numbers scribbled on them along the way. As he sat back down next to Buffy, she scooted over
closer and glared at the handful of women who had followed him.
Xander looked up solemnly at Giles as he asked, "Nine o'clock tomorrow okay with you?"
"That's fine. The shipment should arrive about eight o'clock. It shouldn't take you too long to go through the
boxes. There's only about oh... twenty or so of them."
"Twenty!" exclaimed Xander.
Giles just smiled as he reached for his drink, oblivious to Buffy's hand as it wandered over to grab the
napkins he had placed on the table and hide them in her bag, intent on destroying them later.
"I really gotta learn to keep my mouth shut sometimes," sighed Xander, receiving nods of agreement from
everyone. As Giles put his drink back down, he noticed the missing napkins and the all too innocent look
on Buffy's face.
"Buffy, could you pass me one of those napkins?" asked Giles, a smile playing on his lips.
"Huh? What napkins?" she replied all to quickly.
With his smile widening further, Giles indicated the napkin holder at the end of the table.
"Oh, yeah. Sure," Buffy replied as she grabbed one and handed it to Giles--all the while avoiding his gaze.
As he took it from her hand, he brushed his fingers against hers, drawing her attention. Looking into his
eyes, she realized that he knew what she had done with the other napkins--and that he didn't care. A smile
flitted across her face as he winked at her before they drew their attention back to the others.
The rest of the night was spent laughing, drinking, a little more singing and overall just enjoying each
other's company, with Buffy occasionally glaring at any woman who looked to be getting too close to Giles.
The End
No more
Finis
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