"Willow Rosenberg will you marry me?" asked a gleeful Xander

"Yes, I amor you, of course yes!" Willow screamed beijar his pale forehead, Xander caressed her thin, beautiful body stroking her long, red hair beijar her neck and playing with her fingers Willow played with his too a smile dawning upon her face.

"I knew it oh guys this is so great isn't it great Giles?" Shouted Buffy at the topo, início of her lungs

"Well I'm not actually sure. I…I mean you are still in high school shouldn't your studies be the most important thing right now?"

"Oh way to poop the party Giles!" said a disappointed Willow...

Give Your coração A Break

The dia I first met you
You told me you'd never fall in love
But now that I get you
I know fear is what it really was

Now here we are,
So close yet so far.
Haven't I passed the test?
When will you realize,
Baby, I'm not like the rest?

Don't wanna break your heart
Wanna give your coração a break
I know you're scared it's wrong
Like you might make a mistake
There's just one life to live
And there's no time to wait, to waste
So let me give your coração a break, your coração a break
Let me give your coração a break, your coração a break
Oh yeah, yeah

On Sunday you went início alone
There were tears in...

One week later.

Cas, Daphne and Zoey were sitting in the cozinha having breakfast. Cas still hadn’t learn how to use a fork and a faca and so again he was eating with his fingers. Zoey sighed irritated and pulled Cas’ plate to her. She grabbed her own fork and faca and cut his egg into pieces. She then aggressively shoved his plate back.
“See how it’s done?” she asked disdainful. Cas looked down at his plate.
“Can’t you try and be nice?” Daphne said. Zoey looked at Daphne. “What? The guy’s a total idiot. It’s annoying”
Daphne rotated her head to Cas and smiled. “How’s...

“Sir, can you hear me?”
Cas slowly opened his eyes and blinked. He lifted his hand to shut the sharp light out. Someone was pointing a really small flash light at his eyes.
“Sir, I need to check your eyes. Could you hold your hands down, please?”
It was a man and he was wearing a white coat. Cas vaguely remembered these people were called doctors.
“Looks all good” the doctor said. He looked up at Cas. “You are one very lucky man, Mister…?”
Cas shook his head. “I don’t know what my name is. I don’t know anything…about anything” He said it as if he was talking about...