Oz and the Bag of Cookies

Author: Karen.

Rating: G.

Disclaimer: Joss sucks.

Feedback: Sure.

For everyone who likes O/X Friend fics.

It was dark in the boiler room beneath the stairs. But Oz was a man on a  mission. He had a bag of double stuffs and he wasn't about to let Xander find him this time. So, after class, he ditched Willow by kissing her soundly and bolting. The bag of cookies, carefully hidden in the Paleontology section of the school library, were collected. Oz then secreted himself in the boiler room to eat.

Stolen cookies were the forbidden fruit of the gods. He was going to eat every last one of them. "Mm." Oz drooled in anticipation.

He whipped open his schoolbag and pulled out the milk box he'd carefully purchased earlier in the day. It was perfection. Tearing open the bag, Oz was blinded by a spotlight.

"Put down the cookies, Oz. Back away."

"They're mine!" Oz growled, inching backward into the dark.

Another spot came on. "You can't escape me Oz. I want the cookies."

"Mine." Oz repeated.

Xander appeared in front of him. "You can't escape."

Oz spun around and Xander was there too.

His voice echoed oddly. "You know I need them to live."

"Interesting theory." Oz clutched the bag like a lifeline. He spun around again. Again Xander was in front of him. He kicked Xander's legs out from under him. Xander went down. Oz leapt over his body and made a mad dash for the door.

Somehow Xander beat him to the top of the stairs in an eyeblink. "Gimmee." He snatched the cookies....And the milk. "Yoink." Then he slowly faded out.

Oz blinked. "Sugar Vampire!"

End.

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