By: RJ

Don’t own anybody, they belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, 20^th Century Fox, and Sand Dollar. And Ice Cream belongs to Sarah McLaughlin.

Set around Bad Eggs, but I took some knowledge from Gingerbread.

"Hi Mrs. Rosenburg," Buffy said, "is Willow home?"

"I don’t know Muffy, check up in her room," she replied.

Buffy gave her a strange look and said, "Okay."

"Willow!" Buffy called, as she entered the Willow’s room. < Oh look, she left me a note! > Buffy thought a she noticed a note with her name on it on Willow’s nightstand. It read:

Buffy,

I know we were suppose to meet at 7, but something came up and Ms. Calendar wanted help in the computer lab, I should be back before 7:30.

Willow

< Ok, so what do I do for a half hour? > She thought, < Oh look, CD’s! So what does Willow have? > She found a Beethoven, a Mozart, < Willow needs a cool check… > next she came to a Sarah McLachlan. < "Fumbling Towards Ecstasy." This has potential. >

Buffy put the CD in the player and let it play while she lay on Willow’s bed. She thought the lyrics seemed pretty cool, kind of uncanny how some of them hit close to home. Then a new song came on.

"Your love is better than ice cream.

Better than anything else that I’ve tried

and your love is better than ice cream."

Buffy smiled, < Angel’s love is better than ice cream. He’s cold like that too. >

"Everyone here knows how to fight

and it’s a long way down

it’s a long way down

it’s a long way down to the place we started from.

Your love is better than chocolate

better than anything else that I’ve tried

and oh love is better than chocolate.

Everyone here knows how to cry

and it’s a long way down

it’s a long way down

it’s a long way down to the place where we started from."

Willow walked into the room just as the song was ending. "I know what you were thinking!" she said smiling, and they both cracked up giggling.

Fin.