Exactly what it says on the tin!

Xander swallowed heavily and tried to grin. He was so going to have to hurt Willow, later. Okay, yeah, kissing the guy he was developing serious crushiness on was all to the good, sure. But having said object of crushiness have to kiss him, because of a bet? A bet two girls made, just so they could watch two guys make out? This was not how good first impressions were made.

Insta-fic! Inspired by the vid of emo boys kissing so generously linked to by ladycat777 and ros_fod, my version of kissing on a dare with a high-school aged Spike and Xander.

This story starts, as many of the greatest stories in history do, with a talking frog. You could argue that it starts sometime before that, with a vampire that's been turned into a puppet. According to Eliot, the word again should be tagged onto the end of that sentence. Or you could argue that it starts with that said puppet walking into a bar.

As good as you get: "The problem was, really, Kris Allen was a tease." If You Can't See Where It Keeps Its Brain: "The Sorting Hat has its own agenda." I Woke Up In Love This Morning: He was hazy, half-asleep and incredibly comfortable and still half-lost in the most amazing dream. Five Reasons Xander Harris Hates Pete Wentz: If the Bandom'verse and the Buffy'verse all occupied the same 'verse, this is exactly what would have happened. red, red, gold: "Her name is Tasha Stark, and you won’t break her."

"there should be a crossover where Faith from Buffy joined the Marines and got stationed on Atlantis and is Laura Cadman's BFF, and they just kick the shit out of everybody. \o/"