Angel was getting worried. Willow
was supposed to meet him at the
bronze an hour ago. He tried calling her house, but got no answer.
<Where is she?>
Angel raced to Willow's house. He was relieved to see lights
on in
Willow's room. He walked to her french doors, and knocked.
No answer.
Angel heard laughter but saw no one in the room. Quietly, he
opened the
door.
"Willow?"
Still no answer. The laughter seemed to be coming from the
bed, but he
saw nothing but a bunch of beanbag animals.
"Willow, this isn't funny. Where are you?"
At that moment, the bed began shaking.
"What the.....?"
Before Angel could finish his sentence, a head popped up from
the middle
of the pile.
"Hi, Angel."
Angel jumped back in surprise. He stared in silence at Willow.
"I didn't scare you, did I?" The expression on Willow's face showed
that
she knew she had done just that.
Regaining his composure, Angel responded. "What were you
doing hiding
under those toys?"
"Toys? These aren't toys. I'll have you know these are the
best
invention of the '90s."
"Oh, really. They look like toys to me."
"How dare you call Beanie Babies.....toys. Apologize or
you'll be
sorry."
"Oh, really. What are you going to do? Attack me with them?"
"Are you kidding? I wouldn't take the chance of damaging
one of my
collection."
"Then what?"
Willow went over to Angel and pushed him into the chair.
Then sitting on
his lap, she gave him no room for escape.
"I'm going to tell you all about Beanie Babies.....names, birthdates,
poems, everything. Then you'll never....ever call them toys again."
"NO! Anything but that!"
"Too late. Let's start with some of the names. There's
Lefty the
Donkey, Libearty the Bear, Whisper the Deer, Princess the Bear,
Rocket
the Bluejay, and then ................."
Willow continued through the entire list of Beanie Babies.
Angel sat
through the whole thing in a coma-like silence. After she had
finished,
Willow smiled mischievously at Angel.
"Now, have I made my point?"
"I surrender. The precious little creatures are Beanie Babies,
and I
swear never to call them toys again."
"Good boy. Now since you were such a good listener, you
deserve a
reward."
"Really. And what would that be?"
Willow bent in to give Angel a kiss that was full of promise,
but then
ended it abruptly.
"Wait here."
Angel watched Willow cautiously. Something about her smile
made him
nervous.
Willow returned with something behind her back.
"Close your eyes, Angel."
Angel did as she told him. When he opened his eyes, he began
laughing.
In his hands, he now held Spooky the Ghost, who was wearing a Count
Dracula type cape.
"I wanted to keep in the spirit of things."
"Oh, you'll pay for this little girl. And you better watch
out, because
you've just given me my perfect partner."
Holding Spooky up like a plane, Angel began chasing Willow throughout
the
house. Their laughter echoed throughout the house. It was
the day that
the Beanie Baby attacked.
The End