I so don't need a new fic series in my life. So really, really don't. Stop encouraging me.

I kept expecting Giles to quietly say "Jenny Calendar."

Or maybe, in a wistful way, "Joyce."

What choice would you have him do over in regards to either, Daniel?

I guess those were two loose ends for Giles. Jenny whom he fell in love with and Joyce, whom he shared a time with , but that there was that spark occasionally.

I half expected him to at least think about romancing Jenny. But it's not a criticism that you "left something out" it's that my mind invoked the imagry of Jenny and then Joyce, and Giles listening to his album when she died.

• shrug* It invoked. :)

It invoked. :)

And I'm giddy thrilled it did. I just added a line with Buffy asking if Joyce could not die, but her death was not bound up in anybody's choice, so it can't be undone.

I don't care if people read this and go, "No, that isn't what they'd do, they'd choose thus and so." Because--and it sounds pedantic as all hell--if something something I wrote makes people reflect and consider, I'm even happier than if they're impatient to find out what happens next.

Oh, who am I kidding? Nothing makes me happier than the howls of outrage at a cliffhanger.

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Defender of the Faith. If anything's wrong, give a yell, and I'll either fix it or throw myself at shrift's feet and get her to fix it.

I'm so frickin' proud. It's kind of lame, but there it is. I feel like Rites of Passage Gal. Damn allergies.

Ha! And just think, you started out as a foofy thankyou for deathbombs.

Soon, soon, there will be Frank Pembleton eating of the Band Candy, and turning into - oh, man, I think my head just exploded.

I can't wait.

I really don't know. And I'm not taunting or being coy...he probably is the most difficult to picture.