A little fix

"Nothing big. Nothing big. Small change. No butterflies. No butterflies." Xander told himself as he decided on what to say.

He did feel like he owed it to Cordelia to try and fix things. Without screeing the world up at least. "So here goes nothing:

"Cordelia Chase never fell and impaled herself on rebar."

Xander looked around and checked his memory. Looking for a big change. Looking for any change.

"And... nothing. Absolutely nothing." Xander mused.

Nothing really changed. Less Cordelia bitching and whining and going poor me, look at my scar, I got hurt. The same amount of venom and hatred for Xander and exposing his families secrets to the whole of Sunnydale High. Apparently the cheating was the thing she couldnt stand. The injury was adding insult to injury, if the original injury was her injured pride.

"swing and a miss." Xander mused about his metaphor.

Still he did his good deed and the world didnt end thanks to chaos theory.

So, maybe if he kept his changes small he could make a couple more changes. So what needed to change?