Rating: G
Summary: I am a dope
Feedback: I love the stuff, but I don't think this deserves any...
Disclaimer: Joss owns all. Even you. Grr Argh
Note: This demanded to be written, and I apologize.
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Angel, Buffy, Oz and Willow all sat around the library table, reading up on the latest evil threat to the well-being of Sunnydalians.
Buffy sighed and threw down her book as her eyeballs began to ache. At the sound, Oz looked up and smiled.
Suddenly, his eyes widened. Buffy looked at him in confusion, but comprehended almost instantly. "Oh my goodness," she whispered.
Angel and Willow both looked up. "What?" they asked simultaneously. Buffy and Oz both began laughing breathlessly. "I can't believe I-" he gasped. "I know!" she added. Tears ran down her cheeks, she was laughing so hard.
Willow looked at Angel in complete confusion. He shrugged.
Buffy and Oz both stood up, a feat that was made difficulty by their uproarious laughter. "Hey!" Willow cried. They both quieted down. "What is going on?"
"We've just been really stupid," Buffy said. "Moronic," Oz added. "How so?" Angel asked. "It's like this," Buffy explained. "I don't want to be a brat or a bitch, and Oz doesn't want to be abusive or a player. And neither of us wants to die. Unfortunately, as long as we're in the way of you two getting together, horrible things will continue to happen to us almost daily. But it's so simple, really." "Willow, I love you, but I have to let you go. I see that now," Oz smiled. "Angel, I love you, and I know you love me, but really, no one here really cares about that. So I'm letting you go," Buffy sighed. "It hurts, but we'll all heal and still be friends, and for some reason, all the problems that have plagued our love will instantly disappear once you are together with Willow." "See ya," Oz waved as he and Buffy headed for the door.
Willow and Angel looked at each other. "What was that about?" she asked.
"I have no idea," he replied. "But since they're gone, I guess we might
as well fall in love. I mean, you are beautiful and sweet, I just already
had my soulmate when I met you." "And you are remarkably gorgeous and utterly
masculine. It would be a waste if we didn't hook up, just to make them
happy." "Who? Buffy and Oz, or the willangel folks?" "Does it matter?"
And it didn't. So he kissed her.
The End