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Chapter 3 by archer15 archer15

Where does the demon go?

Fuck, Marry, Kill (Stopped)

This story takes place from the beginning of season 1. It will at points solicit listener suggestions that I will use to craft the next part of the story. This is similar to what I did in the thread Balancing Spell.

It revolves around the game Fuck, Marry, Kill. If you are unfamiliar, in that scenario the responder is asked to divide three people up into those categories. In this story no character is actually killed by the 'kill' choice. It is a stand in for something negative happening to them.

"So," Jessie said as he looked at the quad with Xander, "Fuck, marry, kill."

"Seriously, dude?" Xander asked. "It's the first day."

"Yeah, and there are new girls. I've seen how you've been looking at...the blonde..."

"Buffy," Xander finished for him.

"Right, of course. So, fuck, marry, kill...Willow, Buffy, Harmony."

"Wait, why is Cordelia not in that equation?" Xander asked.

"Because you always put Cordelia in 'kill' and that's my future wife."

"I'm not splitting up just those three."

"Fine, Willow, Buffy, Harmony, and...Miss Calendar."

Xander sighed as he took a moment to think it through, "Kill Harmony, marry Buffy, and fuck Miss Calendar."

"Really, just leaving Willow out again?"

"It's not going to happen."

Jessie laughed, "And you and Buffy are going to happen?"

"Absolutely. New girl, before long she's going to be opening up to me about everything."

"And how does Miss Calendar occur?"

"A little classroom reward maybe for doing a good job."

"You, doing a good job?" Jessie asked in disbelief.

"It could happen."

"Sure, sure. Poor Harmony."

"No one is getting killed," Xander said. "The worst thing that would happen to her is if her reputation got destroyed."

Are there any consequences of the little game?

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