Second Floor Common Room -- late evening

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker had popcorn. And drinks. And a videotape. All she needed was an audience, and Zero with a video camera.

Heh.

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[swerval_zero]

Zero came in carrying her video camera. "Okay, what'm I supposed to be taping?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Xander's reaction, when he views this." Parker snickered. "Hmm. I wonder if I should call Bridge, and see if he wants to see archival footage of his date?"

[swerval_zero]

"I'm sure Bridge would love archrival bootage archival footage."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

After calling Bridge (), and then, after a moment, Xander (), Parker decides to fire up the tape.

The giggling begins nearly immediately.

"Oh. My. God. Who cut his hair?"

[swerval_zero]

"Oh, my God. Is that Buffy? You remember Buffy?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Barely. God, she's wearing a lot more make-up than she did around here." Parker cocked her head. "The thin girl must be Willow. He's mentioned her before. Hi, Willow!"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna and Faithful wondered in. Reason? What reason?

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Alanna." Parker was still giggling. "How's it going? Oh, wow. Willow looks like she's going to yak."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna squinted at the TV. "Isn't that Xander? And who's Willow?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"The teeny girl with the red-brown hair, who can hardly talk. She's his best friend from Sunnydale, she's going to school in England now." Parker took a handful of popcorn, and giggled as Xander tried to remember his lines. "They did this about three years ago back there, for a talent show. Heh."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna grabbed a handful of popcorn and fed a few kernels to Faithful. "Brilliant."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge wanders in to the common room.

"Amateur dramatics what?" he asks Parker.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker grinned, and pointed to the screen.

Xander grinned back desperately, wearing a toga and speaking in dead monotone. "Ha ha. They prophesy I shall kill my father."

[swerval_zero]

Zero swung the camera around to film Bridge.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Huh." Bridge tilts his head at the screen.

[soldtoarmenians]

Okay, so two options in response to Parker phonecall: stay in his room and *headdesk* while, presumably, people watch the Thing, or... come down to the second floor and... *headdesk* while, presumably, people watch the Thing, since Xander's fairly sure Parker will maim him with footwear if he tries to pry it out of her non-cold, non-dead hands.

Possible he's thinking of risking shoe-death.

"Is there...a reason anyone on God's green and bounteous earth would want to watch this?" he says from the doorway.

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna was giggling quite a bit and Faithful was chortling while clinging to her shoulder. "The acting industry is crying for you, Xander!"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Look. This was when he was your age." Parker grinned. "What a dork."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Amusement factor?" Parker started giggling.

"Madness! Madness and... stabbing pain, and..."

"Mr. Giles was sorry he missed the play, by the way." She grinned. "He says hi."

[soldtoarmenians]

"See, I'd have to agree with me, on the stabbing pain factor. Possibly Alanna on the crying."

Dear God, how had they ever gotten his hair to do that?

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker giggled again. Then waved to Xander-onscreen as he clearly forgot his lines. "You've gotten a lot better, I'll say that much. How did you ever get shanghai'd into that?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Hey," Bridge says, with a smile and a little wave. "You're on TV and stuff."

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander cringes slightly. "I, uh. Prefer to be credited as Rick Grayson for that performance?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Ohh, but whyyyy?"

Parker's smile is the same Cheshire smile from last night. Someone might consider this payback for being out of the loop.

Onscreen, Willow fled. Buffy and Xander stared blankly ahead, then moved to cover up the space where she'd stood.

"Masterful. Really. Golden Globe! Woo!"

[soldtoarmenians]

"Pretty much the same way I got shanghai'd into the last one, minus the shapechanging mutant: principal's orders." Xander bit his lip in sympathy for his younger self, at the same time as he really, really wanted to throw a boot at him and knock him out just to put him out of everybody's misery.