Listening, Part II

 

Still having fun here. A companion piece to “Listening, Part I”

 

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"Pipe down," Anya said, pushing her ear against the door. "I can't hear."

 

They all held their breath and clumped, trying to find a spot on the wood for listening.

 

"Ouch, I just got a splinter!" Andrew said.

 

Anya kicked him.

 

"I heard something," Amanda said. "It sounded like a mewl."

 

"That would be Buffy. She does that."

 

Xander eyed Anya in shock. "How would you know?"

 

"Spike told me when he was in a drunken stupor, right before we had sex on the table."

 

"What?" Rona asked, "Y'all are a bunch of horn dogs!"

 

"Yes," Anya smiled. "We are."