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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Goonalan" data-source="post: 4851301" data-attributes="member: 16069">Turn 103: 112 Cabbage Street.“We should be out there…” Cas screams.“You’re just avoiding the issue.” Anya hollers back.“Thistle has got a good lead, he says he knows where their might be a place, a swamp- Kobolds again, it’s got to be the place… Oh Anya.”The rest of the Gang, sans Newt, sit around the improvised table in 112 Cabbage Street- their new home. Actually ’table’ is not strictly correct- two barrels and a door, and they’re sitting on crates, and staying out of the argument.“We should investigate…” Cas starts.“Responsibilities.” Anya states.“What?”“You’re always running away from your responsibilities Casimir.”“I…”“Always.”“I…”“Always Cas. Always.”The Paladin slumps forward, defeated.“Okay. Okay- what now?” He mumbles.“Well there’s a choice of three- Misty Buff, Buffy Mist and Bec’s choice”, Anya looks unamused and glares at the now trembling Barbarian, “slapdash?”“What colour is ‘slapdash’?” Cas murmurs, like he’s interested.“Mostly yellow, although the stars and moons are bright pink.”“We’re not having that.” Jim pipes up.“I said that… but he insisted.” Anya relents; Bec has his hand on his sword.“And the difference between Misty Buff and Buffy Mist?”“Subtle.” Anya states.“Misty Buff then.” Cas gently butts his head into the wooden door.“Oh- Misty Buff. Oh. Okay… Are you sure?”“Buffy Mist then.” Cas looks up, Anya’s not happy, he looks down again.“Cas which colour would you prefer, it’s a simple question?”“Misty Buff.”“Certain?”“Yep.”“Not Buffy Mist?”“Nope.”“Positive?”“Misty Buff Anya, Misty Buff- everytime.”It goes quiet for a while, Cas peeks, Anya’s thinking about it- staring at the window, the end is in sight, he thinks.“Okay but we’re going to have to re-think the curtains…”“Aaaargggh.” The conversation continues, no that’s not the right word, circles- that’s better, for several hours more.Till its just Anya and Cas left at the table, and its dark outside.“Anya. Anya- I give in.” Cas has had enough.“Are you sure?”“YES.” Cas looks up again, Anya’s smiling- that’s got his interest.“Positive?” Anya whispers, stands up and shivers out of her robe.“Yes.” Cas sits up.“Good- now get on the table.”The Paladin does as he’s told.The house is painted and decorated, the furniture arrives a little while after, from the Tower, most of it heads straight upstairs to Anya’s room, and less than two weeks later the house has become a home.In which they all live happily ever after.The End.That do you Richard?</blockquote>

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