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"Does this mean I never have to wear a dress again?" Michael asked. I rolled my eyes.
"Will you shut up, and help me find clothes?" I asked.
"If I must," he replied. "Personally I think you look good in baggy men's clothing."
"Only 'cause you are very, very gross," I replied.
"Are you two done?" Willow asked.
"Yeah, bitchy much?" Buffy said. I rolled my eyes at the pair.
"Where's Xander?" I asked, changing the subject.
"I think the boys went to bond," Willow said with a giggle.
"Bonding experience with our fave werewolves and Xander?" Michael asked. "What should we bring to Xander's funeral?"
"I think we should cremate him," I said. "It's not like there will be enough of a body left to warrant a casket.
"I'm sure they'll be fine," Buffy said. "Oz is Mister Passive, and Quentin... Okay so maybe we'll be taking Xander home in a bag."
"A very small bag," I said seriously.
"Maybe we should interrupt the bonding?" Willow said wide-eyed.
"Let's go now."