"See, now that's quality planning right there," Xander teased, gratefully accepting the kiss that she left him with. Anya really was something special, wasn't she? All those girls that he non-dated in high school and she was the one that he turned up with. Life was a bitch, but it had it's great moments. The leaving her at the alter thing? Yeah, not so much. But everything else, even their little fights, had been good. Very good. He wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.
No, not even the fruit roll-ups of love.
...maybe.
"Why the bad feelings? It's another baddie make mean times situation, right?" He stirred at his coffee. "We can deal. We always do."