We're all leaving now", Blue Eyes whispered to her. "Together. Out the front door. Scream, and we'll kill you here and now."Or later", Willow suggested nervously. "Later would be a big improvement on that idea. We could meet back here in, say, an hour, and you can exhibit your homicidal tendencies then, okay? That would be way better for us.
Humour
And that noise! It was enough to make that happy mailman on Mr. Rogers go postal!
Xander Harris: Hair. Red. Red is good. Fire engines are red. Porsche's are red.
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