Xander walked through his ancestral home. His father was already a few sheets to the wind, courtesy of some strong rice wine. On the way down the stairs, he passed his oddly-British sounding grandfather.

"Xander, have you studied your swordsmanship and demonology? No, of course you haven't. Why do I even bother to ask?"

"Have your sword removed from you-know-where, Granpa."

The door slammed, as a screaming, crying Harmihone ran inside, burning.

"Its sooooo not fair! All I wanted was to go shopping in the market! Why can't I just do that?"

A disgusted Spikiyone whipped out her cigarette, and yelled at her idiot partner, her cockney accent breaking her speech into near-incoherence.

"Because you're a bloody VAMPIRE, you great sodding dope! Ooooghhh!!! Xander? Would yer gramps mind if I just staked her, and had done with it all?"

"Er---that might unleash another demon, Spikiyone. And we just cleaned up after the last one."

"Guess yer right. Damn! I should've left the shrine along with Evangelius!"

Behind Xander, a voice startled him, as did the hand that pinched his butt.

"Hi, Xander! Boy, I'd like to put you in one of my grander magic spells. You know--the kind that require disrobing?"

Xander turned quickly around.

"But Lil' Willshu? Didn't you start a relationship with Nagifaith?"

The redhead smiled, closed her eyes, and rubbed her head.

"Oh, that's right! I don't like men anymore! Thanks for reminding me. But keep that disrobing open, just in case."

In the center of the living room, Xander saw the inevitable fight. He was glad he didn't have a real ego. Otherwise this situation could easily give him a swelled head.

"Leave Xander Alone!"

Cried Princess Bufyeka ( Who, it should be noted, Xander felt massively outclassed by, despite his devotion to her ).

"Make me, Miss Popularity!"

Cried the space-pirate Anryoko.

To avoid all this, Xander went outside, and joined Princess Dawsami in watching the sun-set.

"Xander? Why don't you spend more time with me?"

"Oh, its not you, Dawsami. I'm just afraid of being called a freak for hanging out with a little girl."

Her large eyes teared up.

"But no one calls the guys who hang out with C-Ko freaks!"

Xander nodded.

"Yeah, but I think maybe someone should."

As they quietly watched the moon rise, a half-cat/half-rabbit merrily hopped past. Dawsami frowned.

"Darn! Oz got out of his cage again."

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Waking with a start, the first thing he did was turn off the TV marathon.

"What a dream! It serves me right for watching that weirdo little import show, so soon after having three pineapple and ham pizzas."

Tenchi Masaki then went upstairs to go to bed, grateful that his lot was not that of Xander Harris.

"Its unquestionably a strange life."