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Chapter 6: Ice Cream

“Alright, poppet, what kind of ice cream are you going to get?” William
asked Sam as they approached the ice cream shop.

“Well,” Sam started slyly before looking at her mother out of the corner
of her eye, “I’m not sure if I want bubblegum or blue raspberry….and
since I can’t have both…” she trailed off in a slightly ‘poor me’ voice.

“Did you ever ask whether or not you could get two scoops?” Buffy asked
her daughter, trying not to laugh at her. “Because that might have been
a good idea.”

“So, I can have two kinds of ice cream?” Sam wheedled.

“As long as you don’t think,” Buffy started, giving her daughter a look
that Sam knew she better let her mother finish, “That this is going to
be an everyday thing….I’m only letting you have two scoops now because
this is a special occasion, don’t make me regret it young lady,” she
finished with a stern look at her daughter.

“I won’t mommy I promise,” the girl said before literally bouncing over
to William to ask him, “What kind of ice cream are you going to get. My
dad always gets vanilla, are you going to get vanilla too?”

“And she needs sugar. pet?” William asked Buffy before bending down to
talk to Sam, “Well, pixie, can’t say I’m going to get Vanilla, never did
like it much, but I haven’t gotten ice cream here before, what do you
suggest?”

“Hmm.” Sam said, seriously thinking it over before, “Not the superman
kind, it taste-es funny. So....how about bubblegum?" Sam asked with a
grin, "It has those little pieces of gum in it, and they're actual gum
not the fake kind."

"Yeah, it actually has gum in it, because I wouldn't want you to be
tricking me now?" William said as he looked at Sam.

"I promise, it has gum in it........and it's reaaallly good."

"Alright, cupcake, I think I'll get bubblegum ice cream then. What kind
are you going to get?"

"I'm going to get bubblegum too.....and....um.......hmmmm" she thought
about it seriously in the way only a child could think about what kind
of ice cream they were going to get, "the blue wasberry. It turns my
tongue blue," she finished with a grin.

"Okay, now I only have one more question, what is Superman ice cream?
Don't think we have that in the motherland?"

"It has blue, yellow, and red ice cream all mixed up, but not mixed
together. And what's the motherland?"

"It's England, bit," William said before looking at Buffy, "All mixed
up, but not mixed together?" he asked her.

"It's mixed together as in there's all three flavors, but they're still
separate, like oil and water.....And I'm about as good at explaining as
Sam is, why don't you just have a look, it's right in there." Buffy
pointed to the container of ice cream in the freezer.

William looked into the freezer surprised slightly by the amount of
brightly colored treats. "So, luv, what are you going to get?" he asked
Buffy.

"Well,” Buffy stared, “I always get the same thing.....mint chocolate chip, so I think that’s what I’ll get this time too….plus it’s especially good here.”

“Is that so?” he said, only slightly mocking her for being so serious
about ice cream.

“Hey! Don’t make fun of me….it happens to be very good ice cream.” Buffy
said with a pout.

‘God she’s adorable,’ William thought. “Not making fun of you, just
think it’s cute you girls take your ice cream so seriously.


*&*&*&*&*&

It had only taken them five minutes to reach the ice cream parlor
(everything was extremely close to everything else in Sunnydale) and
then maybe ten more to get their ice cream ordered and purchased, but it
seemed just a bit longer for Buffy. She knew that the only reason
William had suggested the ice cream trip was so that Sam would be more
comfortable around him by the time they started the girl’s schooling,
but she wasn’t sure if she could spend one more second with him.

And not because she disliked him, no disliking him would actually make
things easier. Buffy, in fact, liked him a bit too much. She was a
married woman who shouldn’t be enjoying the company of another man as
much as she was. Sure her husband was a horrible person, but the same
marriage vows still applied.

So, yeah, Buffy was having a wonderful day.

*(*(*(*I*)*)*)*

William wasn’t sure he could stand this any longer. Whether or not Buffy
knew it, she was driving him crazy. She didn’t seem aware of it, but for
at least the last half hour to forty five minutes, she’d been flirting
with him. Maybe it was just her being nice and his brain was
interpreting it wrong, but…..still.

Whether she meant it or not, Buffy Summers-O’Connor, a married (happily
or not) woman was flirting with him. And he was going crazy.

*(*(*(*I*)*)*)*

Sam was having a ball. She’d never had this much fun when her father
took her and her mother out, which wasn’t that often, but when he did,
they never had this much fun.

William had even let her get her two scoops in a cone. That was
another rule, she remembered, of her dad’s—she wasn’t allowed
to have blue raspberry ice cream because it made her mouth blue and that
just made her look silly, but she thought looking sill was fun. And she
loved getting bubblegum ice cream here because it had the little pieces
of bubblegum in it.

Sam was having one of the best days ever.

**&*&*&*&**

“Sam, honey, why don’t we walk down on the beach.” Buffy turned her
attention to William, “And we can see if you have any more questions.”

“Sounds like a good idea, luv,” William said before looking at Sam,
“Sound like a good idea to you too, bit?”

“Uh huh, but can I put my shoes in the car? I don’t like sand in my
shoes.”

After they’d put Sam and Buffy’s shoes in their car (William refused to
take off his shoes saying he could get hurt, but they all knew he was
just embarrassed), they went for a walk on the beach.

Sam still hadn’t finished her ice cream, the two scoops were too much
for her, so she did what she always did when she was allowed to get two
scoops of ice cream, she waited until most of the bubblegum ice cream
melted (it was the bottom scoop) and then slowly, carefully poured the
liquid into the garbage and put the bubblegum pieces into her now very
sticky hand and ate the cone before putting all of the gum in her mouth
and chewing happily.

“Is that a good idea, luv?” William asked looking at Buffy.

‘Probably not, but it’s how she always does it….and she eats less actual
ice cream this way,” Buffy answered him.

Once the ice cream was gone and Sam had washed her hands off in the
ocean, they continued their walk for ten minutes before Buffy remembered
the original reason for their little trek.

“I know Angel gave you that whole humongous packet that probably covered
everything, but—assuming you read at least some of it—do you have any
other questions?”

“Just one,” William knew he was really pushing it by asking her this,
but he hadn’t been able to get it out of his mind all day, “Why’d you
marry Angel?”

Taken aback by his question, Buffy paused a minute before answering, “I
had my reasons,” before walking ahead to catch up with Sam who was
running along the edge of the water.

Strangely enough, William didn’t get the impression that Buffy was mad
at him, but he could tell from the curt way she’d answered his question
that it wasn’t a topic that was up for discussion.

William began walking more quickly so that he could catch up to the two
girls, he was going to apologize to Buffy whether it was necessary or
not.

“Buffy,” William said once he’d caught up to them and alerted her to his
presence, “I’m sorry about that, I know it’s not really any of my
business….and, I’m sorry,” he finished quietly.

“Hey, it’s fine,” Buffy said after just a few seconds, “It’s not like
you’re the first person that ‘s asked, I get why people don’t see it,
it’s just that it’s something I don’t really want to talk about,
especially not with Sam right here.”

“I understand, luv, and I really am sorry, I tend to stick my foot in my
mouth a lot.” Any further apology of his was cut off as Sam ran back to
them, grabbing William’s hand and pulling him along as half asked and
half told the adults, “Can we play on the playground, please, they have
a merry-go-round, pretty please mommy? William, please!”

TBC…………………..Please Review


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