Someone blew up the Watcher's Council a few days ago. Most of the Watchers were killed and their records destroyed. Giles has decided to go back to England and rebuild it. He's asked me to go with him and after discussing what to do with the shop, I've agreed. Willow and Tara are going with us, along with Wesley and his wife Fred from Angel's team. That will leave Buffy here alone with Xander and Maddy, and well, Spike. I'm sure they can keep the Hellmouth safe. Well, if anything big comes up, which it always does, we would come back and help. Of course she could always call Angel for back up I suppose, if he's not having his own crisis.

After careful consideration we've decided to have Tristan run the Magic Box while we're gone. Not that he has to do much, I'd of given it to Theresa if she wasn't still in school. But he's an adult who can handle the demanding business of being a shopkeeper and someone's got to keep it open. Giles wasn't fond of the idea at first, but he sees things my way now and he is okay with leaving it in Tristan's hands. I'll be showing him how I run the shop over the next few days before we leave, and of course I'll make sure he can contact me if he has any questions.

Today I'll need to talk with Theresa and let her know that Tristan will be taking over in my absence but that she may need to help him. A lot. Because he may be an adult, but it's Theresa who really knows how to run the shop. I should give her a raise since she will have more responsibilities now before we have to leave. There's also the matter of calling all of my suppliers and letting them know that they will be dealing with Tristan or Theresa now and that I expect the same good service will be offered to them. Hopefully Tristan will be able to overlook the fact that most of them are demons and see that they're also businessmen. I have to call Cristoff and explain to him that our agreement will be honored as well. Perhaps I could persuade him to give Tristan some helpful advice on how to make customers purchase more, too.

It will be strange, leaving Sunnydale after spending all of my recent mortal years here. I have never lived anywhere else, other than before I became a vengeance demon. Plus they use all of those british words over there that I don't understand and I was just starting to understand some of the references they use over here. At least I won't be the only one who doesn't know what they mean, Willow and Tara won't either. Maybe Willow will stop using those culture references once she sees how hard it is to have a conversation with people if you don't know what they're talking about. I will miss having to fight Xander for a cruller and having to ask Buffy to not eat chocolate before touching the merchandise and telling Spike that he has to pay for his burba weed now. But Giles will be with me, at least I won't have to miss him.

I wonder if they will have umbrella drinks over there?

Current Mood: nostalgic

Well, the plans I had for Giles and I on the Holiday of Orgasms were a success. He said the axe I'd gotten him was quite lovely and he seemed pleased with the steak dinner I made for him, too. He has hidden the chocolates somewhere at the shop to enjoy later, so I'm assuming he liked those also. Obviously he liked it when I put on the new lingerie for our night of orgasms, that was a no brain needed idea.

He gave me chocolates, roses and a very pretty necklace that has a money stone in it. It's supposed to help me receive more money when I wear it. I haven't taken it off since Monday night and business has been very good. Of course I'm not sure if it's the stone or the After Valentine's Day Sale we're having, but it doesn't really matter as long as we continue to make the profits we've been making this week.

I had ordered some new candles from Fakir but he was unable to deliver them until tomorrow, so I left Giles at the shop and went to pick them up myself. I was just there yesterday, it would've been nice if he'd told me he couldn't get my candles delivered on time while I was there, I could've taken them with me. On my way back yesterday I noticed a house that is for sale. It's a pretty house and I believe it would be suitable for a family. I know that Giles and I are not quite at that stage in our relationship but it can't hurt to look while I'm out today, right?

( I stop in front of the brick house on Charleston Street and go up to windows, trying to peer inside )

By the time I had reached the house on Charleston I realized it was later than I had thought it was. There was no time to look at it so I went straight to Fakir's and picked up the candles. Usually Fakir is a good conversationalist and I enjoy speaking with him, but today his stories were not very interesting and I found myself fighting to stay awake and pay attention to him. The tiredness still hadn't left me when I was on my way back to the shop, so I stopped at the Espresso Pump and brought back mocha frappucinos for Giles, Tara, Theresa and I. I must be working too hard, with the sale and all. But it will be over with on Monday and then things should return to normal. I can catch up on sleep then.

Current Mood: sleepy

Well, the demon that was making all of us sing has been sent back to where he came from. It turned out to be this big misunderstanding where Yuffie's mother had summoned him and he thought it had been Mikka. Which if you know Mikka, is ridiculous. Why would she summon a singing demon, not to mention one that wanted her to be his Queen?

Giles seems preoccupied with some of the things people were singing about, because they're things they don't normally talk about. Honestly, they're all so repressed it was a good way to get some of it off their chests so they can go back to not talking about anything again. There's a moral to this incident, but it's no doubt wasted upon most of them. Notice it wasn't me smoking and almost meeting a fiery death during this, that's because I don't believe in keeping the truth to myself to spare the comfort of others.

Now that it's over, Donkey has gone back to LA. I will miss his waffles very much. And him, he was fun to have as a guest.

Speaking of guests, Connor and Dylan's group came to help us after Destiny had a vague vision. I was paired with Connor to patrol for people bursting into flames. It was one of the more enjoyable patrols I've been on. He speaks his mind and doesn't look at me oddly for doing the same. That and he has a very nice axe that he uses quite well.

Perhaps I should try to find an axe like Connor's for Giles. Valentine's Day is coming up and most of the gifts one would get for their significant other don't seem appropriate for him. Well, he will still get the traditional chocolates and sexy underwear, and of course the night of many orgasms. Maybe I should attempt to cook for him, too? He's cooked for me often enough, he may enjoy it if I cook for him.

I'm going to ask him to spend the Holiday of Orgasms at my apartment since it's quieter there. Giles' building has gotten crowded lately, not to mention he's still a bit annoyed that Tristan has moved in there. I pointed out to him if he was still suspicious of him, at least he'd be able to keep an eye on him better now. Not that Tristan will be up for doing anything right now, since he and his date were attacked the other day. The woman he was with is one of Izzy's sisters so we were notified when she came up missing. Fortunately they turned up the next day, injured but alive. I told Giles I was going to stop by Tristan's apartment with some food because I feel bad that he has no one here to do that for him. Giles only rolled his eyes and said 'Yes, let's feel sorry for the boy that goes out courting trouble, Anya'. I'm sure someday, should Tristan not get himself killed before then, he and Giles may come to a friendly toleration of each other. After all, Spike's become more tolerable to Giles and I didn't think that would ever happen after he and Buffy began dating.

Current Mood: cheerful

It turns out that all of the singing has a down side. If you sing too long apparently you burn up. Which is not that surprising, all things that are fun seem to have a draw back. Of course now we have to do more research. At least there's plenty of mocha cappucinos and pastries this time.

Tristan has been coming in to the shop to do his own research. Giles still seems uncomfortable around him. I don't see the harm in letting the boy educate himself, as long as he doesn't sing again before we can figure out what has caused this to happen. Last time he did it was in the shop. It was bad enough he was dancing all over the place and on top of the furniture, but then he started to smoke. It's a good thing I wasn't with any customers when it was happening or the whole shop could've gone up in flames. Well, and Tristan too, of course.

One of the students at the high school did burn up. Tara and Willow were chaperoning a dance there and saw it. Maddy almost burned up as well last night. Luckily Spike was near by and saved her. It's only a matter of time before we find what we need in the research books and Buffy kills whoever's responsible for this. It's too bad, except for the dying a painful fiery death, I have enjoyed this particular demonic incident.

Current Mood: busy

The cute Donkey that sings and makes the waffles came to visit Sunnydale. Apparently he'd heard from Angel about our singing problem and wanted to experience it for himself. Of course as soon as I saw him I invited him to stay with me before anyone else found out he was here. Especially Xander and Maddy, they might want him to stay at their house so they could keep all of the waffles for themselves. I suppose I should really call and invite them over for breakfast at least once while Donkey's here, before they see him around town and try to steal him from me.

I stopped at the super market after work and bought all of the ingredients Donkey will need to make the waffles.

*opens a cabinet and puts a bag of flour in it, reaches for another bag when music starts*

"Donkey's on the Hellmouth, gonna make a lot of waffles
he's visiting the Hellmouth, he's gonna make me a lot of waffles
he's visiting the Hellmouth, he's gonna make a lot of waffles
Donkey's on the Hellmouth, he's gonna make a lot of waffles"

*twirls with the bag of flour, puts it in the cabinet and then opens the carton of eggs, juggles a few as she sings and puts them in the fridge*

"Waffles come from a pan, made by Donkey, not a man
Or a restaurant downtown
And if I had my little way, I'd eat waffles everyday
All soaked with syrup on a plate"

*closes the fridge and twirls, grabs the bottle of Aunt Jamima and holds it like a microphone, tap dancing her way to the pantry*

"Millions of waffles, waffles for me
Millions of waffles, waffles for free
Millions of waffles, waffles for me
Millions of waffles, waffles for free"

Current Mood: cheerful

Giles and I took Tristan to Ralph's the other evening. It went well, I think. Giles isn't comfortable with encouraging Tristan to hunt demons, but he finally gave in and Tristan will be using some of our research books to learn more about the different demons. I say if he's going to do it he may as well know all he can. It reminded me of everyone not wanting me to talk about orgasms when Dawn's in the room with us. She's going to have them someday, we should make sure she is well informed before she does it.

Buffy's Birthday of Doom was a few days ago. Of course it can't be a normal celebration, we have to have demons and portals for her. This year the party was at Xander and Maddy's house. The only demons there were Spike and Angel, but there was singing. Well, the whole town has been singing and dancing, but it was fun to see Xander and Maddy sing about donuts. Angel singing some long song about Mandy and the Copa Cabana was not fun. He may be excellent in bed but he can not sing.

Giles has been researching because the singing did not stop when Buffy's birthday did. But for a Buffy birthday disaster I don't think this was a bad one.

*opens the till to count the day's profits when music begins to play*

" I've got the brains, you've got the books
Let's make lots of money
You've got the brawn, I've got the brains
Let's make lots of money"

*dances out from behind the counter over to where Giles is researching*

"You can see I'm single-minded, I know what I could be
How'd you feel about it, come and make a buck with me

I'm looking for new products, at a minor expense
Think about it seriously, you know it makes sense

Oh, there's a lot of opportunities
If you know when to take them, you know
There's a lot of opportunities
If there aren't, you can make them
Make or break them"

*dances around Giles, waving bills in the air*

"I've got the brains, you've got the books
Let's make lots of money
You've got the brawn, I've got the brains
Let's make lots of money"

*sits with a flair on top of the table, smiling as the music ends*

Well, that was fun!

Current Mood: bouncy

We've been very busy at the shop with the post holiday sale. Hiring Tara to work for us has helped, though. I believe the apocalypse made people want to spend more money than usual at this time of the year. Which is good, because we still have the loss of profit from all of that time the shop was closed to make up for. I'm sure there will be an unusual amount of babies born in about eight months as well. War does that, I've seen it many times over the centuries. It was always good for business, too. All of those men cheating on their wives and girlfriends and then using the "I thought I was going to die" excuse.

Giles and I had a nice Christmas together. We spent some time at Buffy's house before going back to his apartment to exchange presents. I was very surprised and pleased when I opened the package Giles gave me and there was a diamond tennis bracelet with matching earrings inside. I hadn't realized our relationship was up to diamonds yet, or I would've gotten him something more romantic than a cashmere sweater and a pair of wool slacks. Of course I made it up to him in the bedroom later.

A man stopped by the shop looking for Buffy earlier today. He wanted to thank her for killing something and Giles was being very suspicious. Not that I blame him necessarily, because when someone asks for Buffy by name and knows that she is the Slayer it's somewhat suspcious to begin with. But I can't think of a single demon that would be stupid enough to go to her Watcher and ask for her. Well, but most humans aren't that smart, so he did have a point. Then again, most humans wouldn't try to kill a Slayer to begin with. Not that it matters, Buffy came in shortly afterwards and the man didn't try to kill her, he did exactly what he said he came to do. Sometimes I think Giles really will have a brain aneurism and it won't be from having orgasms with me, it will be over needless worrying.

Current Mood: thoughtful

All the slayers are back. Well the slayers that were suppose to be slayers meaning Buffy and Faith, not those pipsqueaks girls that are potential slayers. Buffy came back into town with Spike once Willow re-ensouled all the girls. Funny how it was after the entire fight with Ashmore and all the fighting did they decide to come back into town. Not that it matters now and it was because she was soulless.

I am able to open the Magic Box again since we averted the apocalypse and people are starting to come back into town. Also the power was restored thanks to Mayor Justus. I'm not sure why but everyone was upset because he wanted the town fixed up as soon as possible so people could move back in. Personally I understood his way of thinking as to it was business and he needed to earn his profit, or his votes for his election in his case. It was nothing more than that, and it was a wise move to win the election. Though really the election was a bit one sided since the other candidate wad in fact dead. But I guess it was good practice for the next election in a few years.

Theresea is also back in town and called me about work earlier this week. She wanted to know if I wanted her to go back to work. I of course was more than happy to let her back to work that very night. Though then she asked if she could wait until Monday to start back at work so she could get in the swing of things. Which I don't get why she called me so soon then if she had no intentions to work until Monday. But I agreed, I can handle the store with only Giles's help.

Speaking of Giles, he actually suggested today that maybe it was time for us to get off the hellmouth for awhile. To a place called Angkor in Cambodia. I told him that I was too busy making up for the money I might of lost during this inconvient apocalypse, but then he started on a whole talk about how I need to pause and take a look around in my life before it passes me by. Damn, I hate when I'm reminded that I'm no longer immortal. Though after that he mentioned that I could possibly find things there to sell at the store since it is an old site full of ruins. Which after much consideration I agreed to. Maybe I can ask Theresa to watch the store while i am away in Cambodia, I really don't want to close the store longer than it has already been closed.

Current Mood: contemplative

Well, that wasn't right. We should've known something was going to happen when the demons around town got quiet. I blame it on all of us being tired from the patrolling and researching. Even so, we should've been better prepared. Not that you can really stop a surprise attack, that's why it's called a surprise.

It was our team's night to guard the Hellmouth. Things were quiet for a while and then when Clem and I were talking about snakes he saw some demons outside. We alerted the others at the school and called for back-up when they started to break down the front door. Giles shot one of them and I was going after another and then I woke up in the hallway around the corner with dead demons around me.

I found out later that all of the teams had been attacked that night. Many of our members have been injured, and some of Jack's soldiers were killed. We've moved everyone into the school. We're trying to regroup now and make a plan for the next time the demons strike. Which they will, it's only a matter of time. It's rather like a little town now, we have a medical area and a sleep area and an eating area. Well, more like a military encampment than a little town, but that's what we are now, right?

I know that I should be feeling something about what has happened. Everyone else is showing their emotions, yet I'm not sure what is appropriate right now. Yes, I am sad that people died, but it's not the kind of sad like when Joyce died. I knew her, she made me food and welcomed me into her home. I don't think I even knew what most of their names or what any of their favorite colors were. Now I never will. Maybe it's for the best, we need to think about keeping the rest of ourselves alive right now.

Current Mood: numb

We had another meeting on Sunday. This time it was more than just us; it was Maddy and some of her police officers, one of the local army men and Cristoff and his orgasm buddy Eva and their friends. It went very well, considering we had no donuts. Maddy informed us that the local bakery had been looted and there were no more pastries. Then Tara and Willow came in with cookies.

Eva told us that there was a demon in town who wants to raise an army of Turok Han by opening the Hellmouth. It makes sense, really. I'd heard about the demon uprising that happens every twelve hundred years or so shortly after I had been demonized by D'hoffryn. Apparently there had been one a few hundred years earlier. If I hadn't of been busy learning all of the ways to evicerate a human I may have payed more attention to how that particular apocalypse was prevented.

Patrolling has been better now that we've organized. I'm on a team with Giles, Astraeia, Spike's friend Clem, and five of the army men. Who do use hand gestures. I still don't understand them. We get to use the walkie talkie things when we're on patrol so that the teams can check in. Which defeats the purpose of being quiet on patrol since I'm not allowed to eat pretzels because they make too much noise.

Giles, Xander, Maddy and I have moved into Buffy's house. It would be nice if we had power on a regular basis. Although we'd probably have to take cold showers anyway with as many of us as there are in one house.

Current Mood: uncomfortable