TITLE: 200
Author: Sandra Pascoe
Rating: G -squeaky clean!

Giles sighed, taking off his glasses and polishing them.

"Buffy, we've only got 200. Don't waste them doing something pointless."

"Pointless!" Buffy stood up and strode across to Giles. He took an involuntary step backwards. "You're the one who's wasting them!"

"I am not," he replied indignantly, "I am merely standing here doing nothing."

"You are not doing nothing," she said, taking another step towards him. "You've already polished your glasses and in a few minutes you'll either disappear into the stacks or go and make a cup of tea." Giles opened his mouth as if to argue and then thought better of it. He sighed again and Buffy smiled slightly. "You know, Giles, every time you sigh a Fairy dies." Giles glared down at Buffy, who was, by now, trying not to giggle aloud.

"I suggest we get back to the task in hand."

Buffy shook her head. "No way. It's impossible. Can't be done."

"Yes it can, we just have to apply ourselves."

"Apply ourselves?! Giles, we're not the ones in control here."

"200, Buffy, remember?"

"How can I forget? Giles, it's impossible."

"Just get the number of words to 198..."

"Yes, okay … and what then?"

"The End."

Couldn't resist it! Sandra