Do it again.

And don't forget to leave a lead-in for the next person. Also, try and remember the characters and plot points that were previously established.

-- Anonymous, June 07, 2002

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Billi sat down at the diner booth and pushed her fake Calvin Klein sunglasses up onto her head. "Coffee. Black," she shouted to the waitress behind the counter. She stuck a Winston into her mouth, and leaned back against the red plastic seat.

With uncovered eyes she looked at the man sitting across from her. His head was down, his dirty brown hair finally showing specks of grey. Did I cause those?, she wondered. His Metallica shirt was faded and stained but she could make out the year of the tour. God, that was the year that everything had happened for them. The money, the car, the accident, the trial. And of course, the love. Why would he wear that shirt, on this day?

Bobby looked up at her and . . .

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said with a quizzical look, "Black? When did you start drinking your coffee black? Ever since I've known you it's been two sugars and one teaspoon on non-dairy creamer."

Bobby didn't like this at all. It was a sign of thing to come, he was sure of it. Billi had been changing a lot of things lately. Just the other day she...

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...had tried to serve him green beans at dinner.

"You know I'm allergic," he had said.

"You're not allergic," she spat back, "you're just stuck in your ways!"

Clearly, something was on her mind.

He decided to try the sensitive approach. "Baby... you know I love you," he said in soothing tones. "What can I do to help?"

Sighing heavily, she answered...

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"...Well, first off, you can buy me those Buffy DVDs I've been wanting. And then--maybe--we can talk about what else you can do."

Bobby (whose last name was Ewing, and if one more person asked him who shot J.R. he was going to knock upside the head) thought hard. He remembered seeing those vampire slayer tapes at the Best Buy the other day--this, he could do. But something bothered Bobby about Billi's request.

The reason why was because he knew, deep down in his heart, that...

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...the Buffy DVD desire was just a symptom of a much bigger problem.

Billi had lost the thread of reality and truly believed that she WAS Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Oh, not all the time, but Bobby could never tell if he was coming home to the sweet sugar dumpling he had loved since high school or if he was walking into a scene in which Billi/Buffy would try to drive a stake through his heart.

Bobby sighed and looked at the only woman he had ever truly loved. He watched as her eyes flicked back and forth, and he knew that in her mind she was on the lookout. For vampires.

Suddenly, Billi jumped out of her seat, fully alert and staring hard at the door. Bobby turned to see what she was looking at...

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...It was David Boreanz. TV's Angel.

Or maybe not. Now that he looked closer at the newcomer, the resenblence to teenage America's favorite vampire was largely superficial, but he dressed like the TV character and had the same mysterious air about him.

As he walked past Billi to the counter, he nodded.

"Hi Angel," Billi purred.

And Bobby suddenly knew what it felt like to drown. He wanted to say something, to stop this disaster he was sure would follow, but all he could manage was...

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"Donuts." Damn, he thought.. "Who wants donuts? Billi? Sporto?" At least it would give him a chance to get out of the house for a few minutes, and maybe he'd see Tammy working behind the long pink, orange, and beige counter. Tammy, and her long bleach-blonde hair highlighted by black roots, wearing acid-washed jeans that made her butt look like a puckered triangle, and maybe, just maybe, there'd be a speck of powdered sugar on her nose he could wipe away for her as he stared into her blue-eyshadow encrusted, bloodshot brown eyes. He'd pull a Marlboro from out of his front pocket and light it for her, taking a long drag first...

"Angel, you want a donut? I sure as hell don't. But you go on and go then, Bobby. I'm sure you've got better things to do than hang out with me." Billi grabbed a can of artichokes and a butcher's knife, and...

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[hah! I'm having just much fun reading the next part and trying to guess who wrote it before scrolling down. Try it, you'll like it!]

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...Bobby left for the Krispy Kreme. It was just two blocks away, but he decided to take the car anyway because he was desperate for feeling of solitute the Mercedes gave him. Leather seats, surround sound and eight airbags. He wondered how many of the airbags it would take to hold all the nonsense in Billi's head.

Grabbing the knife worried him -- if she truly thought she was a slayer, she'd already crossed the line. He wondered why he bothered coming back home to her every night. She was so high-maintainence that he needed two jobs to keep up their lifestyle -- well, a job and a half, since the gig as the Bowie Baysox P.A. announcer was only when the minor league team was in town. Her mind was a giant cavern with hidden passages leading to God-knows where, and he never knew what to expect when he came home at night. He sometimes thought she'd be one of those people they show on the 6 o'clock news, except nobody would be expressing their shock and amazement that a person like her could have done whatever it is she did. They'd be more like "Yeah, we always knew she was a strange one. It's a shock this didn't happen ages ago."

It was the sex. That had to be it, he admitted to himself as he pulled into the parking lot. The sex was flat-out amazing, and she couldn't seem to get enough. True, some nights she made him call her Buffy, and some nights J-Lo or C.J. or whoever else she thought she was. But whoever she thought she was, she knew how to push his buttons like nobody he'd ever been with. Tammy's touch was nothing compared to the rush he felt when he came home to see Billi's robe carelessly hanging from the bannister.

Sex was still the only thing on his mind as he opened the door and...

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Shut it with a slam. He walked into the Krispy Kreme. "2 dozen cream sticks, please." He said with a giggle, remembering the night he and Billi got freaky with cream sticks. The clerk said "we're all out of cream sticks. How about some jellies?" "OK, that will have to do." He though maybe he should call his sweetie on her (bill overdue) cell phone to make sure this was okay. Fuck it, he thought, I'll bring back the jellies. He only hoped this change of plans would reflect her behavior lately, and not serve to

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...start another one of her "spells".

Going slowly home, Bobby prepared for what was ahead of him. Poor Billi had not been right since the devastating loss of their first child, Stormy Rose. After the first crippling moment of shock that their sweet baby girl was gone forever, Bobby devoted all of his strength to caring for Billi.

It had taken months before they were able to find comfort in one another, and even longer before Bobby allowed himself to cry - but never in front of Billi. Together, they had held it together, day after day.

Billi's interest in Buffy the Vampire Slayer seemed like such a positive step. After the death of Sweet Stormy Rose, Billi lost interest in everything: her work on the AIDs quilt, woodworking, her novel, all of the things she took such pride in before now collected dust in the attic.

Bobby encouraged Billi's interest in B the VS, asking about plot points during dinner, laughing with his wife in front of the TV, and though the show seemed quite contrived and silly to him, it was so nice to see Billi having fun again that he just tried not to notice the weird behaviors that began within a few weeks of the new season.

He sighed, pushed all of the negative thoughts out of his head, said a quick Mani Padme, and carried the donuts up the walk. Noting mentally that the roses needed to be cut back, he opened the door...

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to find Billi and Tammy, from the Krispy Kreme, eating donuts.

"But," Bobby shouted. "But I thought you didn't want any donuts. And THAT'S where all the cream-filled ones went!"

Suddenly noticing the cream-mustaches both women were sporting he dropped his box of jellies and....

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...grabbed some coffee.

"Hey. Don't we get a couple of them donuts?" Billi asked.

Bobby shook his head. "I don't think you're ready for these jellies. They're too bootylicious."

He meant it as a joke, but Billi and Tammy both looked at him with death-ray stares. Whoops. But what was Tammy doing there anyway? She and Billi didn't know each other, or so he thought. Had she spilled the beans about the affair?

Evidently not, because she reached out her right hand. "How rude of me not to introduce myself! Hi, I'm Tammy -- I think I've seen you at the donut shop. I'm the manager there." Bobby nodded that he indeed recognized her, and she continued. "I was just telling your wife that..."

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