Fick lite Buffy sug :P

Xander: I love you, Willow. I love crayon breaky Willow and I love scary veiny Willow. So if you're gonna end the world, you're gonna have to start with me!

Willow: If I say something you really don't want to hear, do you promise not to bite me?

Angel: Are you going to tell me I'm jealous?

Willow: Well, you do sometimes get that way.

Xander: Hey, party in my eyesocket and everyone's invited!

Buffy: What are you doing here, Spike? Five words or less!

Spike: [counting on fingers] Out...for...a...walk... Bitch.

Xander: You were looking at my neck.

Angel: What?

Xander: You were checking out my neck, I saw that.

Angel: No, I wasn't.

Xander: Just keep your distance, pal.

Angel: I wasn't looking at your neck.

Xander: I told you to eat before we left.

Willow - He's shot! Are you okay?"
Oz- I, um, I'm shot, you know. Wow! It's odd. And painful.

Gachnar: I am the dark lord of nightmares. The bringer of terror! Tremble before me. Fear me!
Willow: He... he's so cute!
Gachnar: Tremble!
Xander: Who's the little fear demon? Come on, who's the little fear demon?
Giles: Don't taunt the fear demon.
Xander: Why, can he hurt me?
Giles: No. It's just... tacky.

Oz: I'm gonna ask you to go out with me tomorrow night. And I'm kinda nervous about it, actually. It's interesting.
Willow: Oh. Well, if it helps at all, I'm gonna say yes.
Oz: Yeah, it helps. It-it creates a comfort zone. Do you wanna go out with me tomorrow night?
Willow: Oh! I can't!
Oz: Well, see, I like that you're unpredictable.

Annons

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October 2010