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Fish Bowl



One fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish.

Buffy asks her if she’s sorry about the loss of her fish, and Willow marvels at how no one ever seems to ask the right questions. She’s sorry that she isn’t sorry about the fish, not that anyone would care about her guilt, but she’s even sorrier that no one cares about the fear.

One fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish.

Angelus was in her room, she can feel his hands on every stick of furniture, every article of clothing, the very air seems tainted by his presence. She will sleep in the closet for many days, even after she finds an uninvite spell.

One fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish.

She does the unthinkable - “borrowing” her mother’s credit card to buy all new underwear. There’s something inside that tells her he touched every pair, mocking her for her lack of sensuality, comparing her to Buffy and finding her so very lacking.

One fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish.

Jenny dies and Willow’s hatred only burns hotter, glows fever bright with the transformation of her fear. She turns herself into a tool of gypsy vengeance and she thinks she saved the world. Years later she will learn that Angelus left her a present that night. She will find it under someone else’s skin.


The End.
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