Title: Tally (B/G) 1/1
Author: Ruth
Spoilers: none, fantasy Buffyverse here folks.
Rating:PG13; if you're old enough to understand what's going on, you're old enough to read it.
Disclaimer: Giles and Buffy belong to Joss and all the people who make money out of them, of whom (grammar) I am not one.
Dedicated to my hub, Fellow of the Royal Statistical Society, who wears his well.

"Thirty-two, thirty-three, thirty-four. Ooh, there's another one. Thirty-five."*giggle*

"Buffy, stop it"*chuckle*

"Not a chance, mister. Slayer with a mission, comin' through. Whole *bunch* over here, gotta estimate. Make it a round fifty."

"Tell me again, *why* am I going along with this?"

"Fringe benefits"*kiss* "Plus, exploring your special Watcher bond with your slayer, all part of the training regime. A dozen or so more up here. Move over, let me check"

"Hmph. Watcher's ritual humiliation, more like. *Where* are you going now?"

"Sixty-eight, sixty-nine. Looks like we're nearly done here."

"Sure you aren't double counting?"

Don't want to disappoint you sweetie, but no. Need to look somewhere else now. Must make my tally."

"Buffy, I have to go to work soon"

"This won't take long. Quite a few down here. Take a deep breath."

"Cheeky minx. Mmm, Buffy..."

"Not stopping yet."

"Good, keep it up"

"Eighty-four*kiss* eighty-five *kiss* three in a row *kiss* eighty-nine, ninety! I'm out of luck, unless..."

"BUFFY!"

"Yes, just a few. Something in the way here, better move it"

"Don't you dare move your hand. Keep it *right there*. Oh Lord, that's good. Just finish your damn tally before..."

"Yep, Rupert, it's official."

"What?"

"You have at least one grey hair for every vampire I've slain."

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