Who: Buffy Summers, Noah Puckerman and someone else later (cause Buffy will need saving and Puck ass-kicking! Lindsey maybe?) WHEN: Sometime after this WHERE: Buffy's new apartment at Epiphany's complex (which she should probably tell people she moved in to) WHAT: Buffy invites Puck to stay with her. Better him be with her than out on the streets. STATUS: Incomplete RATING: TBA
All things considered this wasn't one of Buffy's best plans. She could already hear Giles' voice in her head telling her how 'foolish,' it was. Here she was without her slayer powers and she was inviting a vampire who wasn't in control of his vampire powers to stay with her. So not smart. Still it was better than having him wander the streets, from the sounds of it he had already killed someone.
Buffy had gone down to the butcher shop and stocked up on blood - just in case. She also had a few bottles of Holy Water, only for a worst case scenario. Puck wasn't a normal vampire, so Buffy wasn't going to jump to the slaying just yet - not that she actually could. She was normal now, no super powers, no super strength - Puck could easily over power her and kick her ass. The thought was almost terrifying, Buffy had spent the last few years wanting to be nothing but normal - and now here she was, and she hated it. She hated the fact she couldn't be out fighting something. She had been trying to research with Sam, trying to find answers in the book - but she'd come up with nothing. And it frustrated her. What could she do if she wasn't slaying? She had already dropped out of school, what did she have? Would she go back to school and be...whoever it was she was.
Her apartment was empty for the most part, save for a fridge, dining room table and chairs, a couch, an old crackly TV and a bed in one of the bed rooms (maybe it was time she looked into getting a real job). Buffy planned on turning the other one into a training room - if she ever got her powers back. Still, somehow it felt a lot more like home than her other apartment had. There were less politics here, she could go in and out of her apartment and didn't have to worry about drama. She had had enough of it for awhile, even though Buffy was pretty sure it was only a matter of time before she got more. Wasn't that part of being Buffy? Slayer or not.
She sat at the kitchen table with her laptop, sipping a coke, snacking a bag from a bag of potato chips and waiting for Puck. Would he even come? Would she even be able to help him? She was good at the slaying vampires, but the helping them? Hopefully she could do that. It didn't seem like anyone else would, they were all to busy doing their own thing. Someone had to help Puck, and Buffy had had enough of researching and getting nowhere.
What would they even do when he got here? Buffy knew Puck was a bit of a player, anything like that would be out of the question. Buffy had had enough of boys for awhile, besides this was more like baby sitting anyways, she probably shouldn't use that term around Puck. Who knew how the vampire would take to the term being baby sat.
"God," Buffy muttered to herself, running a hand through her hair. "What am I doing?" She glanced at her laptop screen, she'd been researching to see if there was anything similar to this. But so far she'd come up with nothing, but then again it wasn't like she was that tech savvy.