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Sara and I thank you so very, very much, all of you, people! You are making our day ;)
Well, this part should be fun.. at least I hope so..

VI (II)

In fact she was so bored that she wasn’t even trying to pay attention to what he was saying anymore.
“Anyway, why are you here tonight? Don’t you know that ‘Voices in the Night’ airs only from Monday to Friday?” he asked her.
Buffy heard *that* very well.
“But... but... how? Sorry, but William told me...” Finally, realization hit her. “GRRR! I’M GONNA PULVERIZE HIM!!!” she yelled furious, so loud that probably the whole building heard it, too. “Thank you, Charlie, you have been very kind and it was very nice to meet you, but now I gotta go hunt a coyote!” Buffy said, leaving Riley alone, confused and upset.
“That would be Riley... but it’s not that important...” he sighed.

************************************************* (In the meantime)

While Buffy wandered from one studio to the other on the second floor, Xander had rushed into William who had just arrived and was getting ready to enjoy seeing a panic-stricken Buffy. He couldn’t even begin to imagine that things hadn’t gone as he had planned.
“Dear friend of mine, run away while there’s still time! I don’t know how, but Buffy found out about your charade and I’m afraid she is so enraged that she is going to slay you!” he warned him, but it was too late already.
“There you are!” Buffy exclaimed, pointing at him and running towards the first floor.
“C’mon, Buffy, don’t you have that thing called sense of humour? It was only an innocent joke!” he backed off, ready to run away.
“Say your last prayer!” the blonde summoned him, chasing him to the parking area.

No matter how fast William ran, Buffy was faster than him and she finally dragged him on the ground with her, straddling him.
“Idiot! Do you think that this was a funny joke? Do you have the slightest idea about how I felt? I was sure I was going to pass out at any moment!” she snapped, grabbing him by the lapel of his black leather coat and shaking him.
“My Slayer captured me!” he chuckled, and then he started, almost as if he was enlightened.
She was about to strangle him, but after seeing him like that she stopped.
“Hey, what’s up now?” she frowned.
“Think about it, that could be the perfect nickname for you, plus, it has such a nice ring to it... Spike and the Slayer, I like it!” he explained, breaking free from her grip and getting up.
“But I don’t like it, it doesn’t convince me... plus, it sounds way too violent!” she protested, getting up as well.
“Hello? You were about to strangle me! So tell me, isn’t that bloody violence?”
“No, it never is when it’s about you! Anyway, no, I don’t want any nicknames, that’s your world, not mine… by the way, why * Spike*?” she asked him very curiously.
“It’s simple, pet, because I always ‘spike’ people to my show!” he smiled proudly.
“Well, it fits you, I must admit it... but don’t you dare call me ‘pet’ anymore!”
“As you please, pixie!”
“But I don’t even wear that stupid uniform anymore!”
“That’s not important, you will always be a pixie to me!”
“Ok, ok, if I have to choose between two tortures, I prefer ‘pet’!” she gave in, rolling her eyes.
“Who told you that you can choose, * pixie *?” he sneered.
“Grrrr, I hate you, * coyote *, you know that, don’t you?” she snapped.
“Yes, I have a pale idea… but don’t worry, the feeling is mutual!” he struck back. “Well, now that your will to kill me faded away...”
“Who told you it faded away?” she interrupted him, looking at him threateningly.
“Buffy, please...” he looked seriously at her.
“Ok...” she allowed him to go continue, softening her look.
“Do you wanna go see who hosts the show that airs at our timeslot during the weekend? I assure you that it will be fun!” he suggested and she accepted, following him.

He took her to the second floor, to the studio where Anya hosted her show, ‘Tell Anya!’.
- …And now, let me give you some advice on how to face the bikini test without any trouble this summer... of course, I’m not talking to the obese people without any hope... after all we are just a radio, we are not the Good Lord!- the girl exclaimed.

“I... I can’t believe it! But... did she really say that?” Buffy wondered between amusement and shock.
“Yeah, she really said that, but that’s the way Anya is. You know what? My uncle is convinced that one of these days she’ll make us lose audience, but I think it’s precisely her bluntness that the audience loves, they adore her and she always drives the operators mad!” William chuckled, and then they listened a live call.

- We have Megan here with us, hi, tell us everything!-
- Hi, Anya, first of all, congratulations on your show! Well, you know, tomorrow I have a first date with a guy, and...-
- Yeah, yeah, I know. After that there will be a second date, and then a third one, too, and so forth, until you ask him to live together and he answers: ‘No, let’s not rush into anything... things are okay the way they are now…’ You’ll go on like that for a while, and then you’ll give him an ultimatum, he’ll do everything to win you back and he will succeed. You’ll stay fine together for a while... but then you will ask him the same thing and everything will begin once again, so you’ll find out that you’re already twenty five years old, but you have a boyfriend who is too scared to take a serious commitment!- Anya rambled.
- Sorry, Anya, I just wanted an advice for the first night... – Megan interrupted her shyly.
- Oh, sure, I knew it, I was just talking generally...” she justified, ready to give her advice to her caller.

“Uhmm, let me guess... Anya was talking about Xander, right?” Buffy figured out. William nodded, smiling at her.
“Well, I see that you have already understood how everything works in this radio station, pet!”

TBC





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