Xander Harris (havingthefun) wrote in btvsal, @ 2010-04-15 22:04:00 |
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"Oh, and apparently, we're going to sleep together. Pass the chicken."
WHO; Xander OT Janie
WHEN: Thursday afternoon
WHERE: Xander and Janie's apartment
Xander had had a long, increasingly-awkward conversation with Lynn the other day. He'd been trying to digest the gist of the conversation since then.
What it all boiled down to was that, at some point in the near future, he and Janie would have the sex, and the result of having the sex would be having the Lynn.
As to when and how this would come about, he didn't really know, and Lynn couldn't have answered most of that any way. And he certainly didn't want to hear about that from his daughter even if she could ... She could have told him the date it would happen, but Xander had been too dumbfounded at the time to ask, and too busy avoiding the hell out of Lynn since then to bring it up again.
The hard part was knowing that Janie would have to know about this. Otherwise, future-Lynn was bound to blurt it out at the dinner table in fifteen or sixteen years and thereby put Xander in the doghouse.
On the other hand, it gave him fifteen or sixteen years to tell her, "Oh, by the way, I knew we'd have a daughter, and I might have accidentally not-quite flirted with her at Chloe's one night."
Xander knew he'd just have to bite the bullet and let Janie know what was what.
What he didn't know was why anybody woudl bite a bullet. It just sounded like an incredibly bad and painful thing to do.
He bought dinner for him and Janie and set the table in their small, cozy apartment, with its nasty orange carpet (mostly covered by dark rugs, now), and waited for her to get home.