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Well, I did it. I took care of my remix. I’d gotten a very nice guy to post it for me, since I wasn’t sure if I’d be out of China when it needed to be up, but apparently, there’s this thing called “Rich Text” … not to be confused with HTML.

Whoops.

So, I had to go in, and fix it up, which only took, and I am not joking, seven tries. Seven! I am so computer illiterate, it’s not even funny.

Ah, well. I at least know how to type html. Even if I did forget how to do an LJ cut. Luckily, I had a computer genius in the room that i could ask.

Okay, now on to the mini ficlet.

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Phone Call

Xander picked up the phone, since none of the girls were paying any attention to it. “Angel Investigations, we help the hopeless … helpless … ah, whatever.”

“Xander?” The shock was evident in the other guy’s voice. “What are you doing there?”

Xander’s attitude cooled off considerably. “I think the better question would be, why are you calling here?”

Riley sighed. “Because Sunnydale bit the big one, and is currently a very large crater, so I couldn’t reach anyone there.”

Xander started watching the girls sparring again. “And you were trying to reach us because … why? It’s not like we’re close personal friends.”

“Did Buffy die again?”

“Buffy didn’t. Other people did.”

“Sorry to hear that. What about Faith?”

“Nope, she’s still kicking.” Literally. “What is this about?”

“Could you please explain to me how Sam was able to kick me into a wall twelve feet away?”

End

Hee! I got hit by the urge.