Feb. 13th, 2012

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Xander's hand was wet and there were feathers in his mouth.

These were the first things he noticed as he groggily started to wake up. The feathers were spat out and he proceeded to look around to figure out where the hell he was instead of curled up next to Helen in a big nice warm bed. There was something very not Helen shaped curled up next to him, on something way to hard and wobbly to be a bed, which Xander promptly attempted to roll away from.

Right into a large body of water.

He came up sputtering and suddenly very much awake. He grabbed onto the raft like thing he'd guessed was the hard not bed thing he'd woken up on and looked right into the eyes of a rooster.

"What the hell is going on!? Oh god, I've gone home haven't I and Sunnydale is being over run by demon roosters?! Is this Hellmouthy justice for escaping it for years on end?!" Yep, Xander was panicking. And he hadn't even taken in the person who he'd woke up next to. Or what either of them were wearing.

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