Chapter 5 by Beast79

Comin' home

"Okay. So.... so... Buffy needs to come home. But-" Xander spun his pencil thru his fingers as he tried to game out what he wanted to happen versus what would happen. "Buffy has to want to come home. So how to make Buffy want to come home?"

He looked down at the rulebook and rolled his eyes, "Well, yeah, I can just make her. But she'll hate it and resent it. Which is just uuuugggh. C'mon, Xand, you've seen how much she looooves being the Slayer. Yeah, she does the job but she bitches every single day about every little thing. Think, man, think!"

"So what will it be? What'll do the job?" Xander mused. Buffy wasnt living much of a life but it was still a life. So how to make that life less desirable then being in Sunnydale. He had to take things away from her, not that she had much. She basically had her job and depression.

"Okay. So... job?" He chewed on his pencil. "Sounds good."

OLD RULE: Buffy lost her job as a waitress, because she's terrible at it, two weeks ago.

Xander still being aware of where and what Buffy was up to just shut his eyes and fought back a groan. Buffy was jobless but she wasnt giving up. She was staying in L.A. and panhandling and living on the street.

"C'mon, Buff, just come home." Xander really was giving mind controlling Buffy a serious second thought as he thought about what Buffy was doing in L.A.

And one thing stuck out in his review. The revulsion Buffy felt these past few days at seeing herself on the street. Compared to the revulsion she felt when she watched Strippers go into and come out of a strip club she was camping near. She hated being on the street but she was still proud of the fact she wasnt **** enough to be a stripper.

"Ok. Well... I can work with that." Xander mused.