And he'd gone on a date with Buffy Summers, too. And asked Willow out for drinks. "Veronica, don't be jealous. All she did was scrub the hard-to-reach places. You can still be my date for the party! We'll have a great deal of fun, you and I."
Yeah, she snorted at that. "I'm not jealous, Jack. Jealousy implies that I want what they have." Look how much she doesn't want it, Jack. She's standing there in a bubble of not-wanting.
He'd answered in progression and... okay. She grinned. He was an odd little man with odd little habits, but he somehow managed to make her smile. "And what if I don't want to go to some party?"
"But all ladies love parties! They love putting on frilly things and dancing about!" Stop contradicting everything he knows about ladies, Veronica. "Well then, I suppose...you shall say no to me. Again."
"Long story. Let's just say that bad things happen at parties. So, why would I want to go to one in a place where the moon can get stolen from the sky?"
"Because I won't let any bad things happen to you?" How could he guarantee such a thing? They might have to run for their lives at this party. "And because there might be pumpkins lit on fire with little candles?"
"There's always pumpkins lit on fire with candles." She couldn't say anything about the first part because a) she knew he actually meant it and he wouldn't want anything bad to happen and b) she also knew that he didn't control this world. So... it was a nice sentiment, but...
... "There is something so wrong with the way your brain works." She was unaware that even if she tried to enter without a dress, the fairies would outfit her anyway. So, way to win the entire thing, Jack.
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Little did he know that he would, at that very party, be naked. And a unicorn.
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