Ch.22: Sweet sensations

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    "Miscellaneous curses." Pops chuckled while reaching into a box on the table. "Brilliant." He said sarcastically while grabbing a handful of tangled-up pendants, charms, talismans, and the like. "Be lucky if I don't curse my hands off at the wrists. Oh!" Pops had picked up the box, and I looked up from unpacking books when he gave a sound of surprise.

  "The Slayer is not here." The tall demon with crackly skin said while raising a stick in his hand. Growling, I let my tail and claws grow out.

  "Rabbit's foot." Pops pulled an item from the box. "No, wait." The demon pushed the box from Pops's hands, and he quickly held up a statue.

  "That is a fertility god. Feeble man, you are not likely to strike- Uhh!" Pops hit him over the head with the fertility goddess statue as I quickly went down the stairs. Giles hit him a few more times before I tackled him to the ground. "You are not the Slayer. You do not concern me." The demon said while using his stick to whack me off of himself. As I was getting back onto my feet, the demon was leaving.

  "What the Hell just happened?" I looked at Pops, and he could only shrug while still holding the wooden statue clutched tightly in his hands.

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  "Like this....and this....and this...." Pops was showing everyone how he had fought back against the demon with the fertility goddess.

  "That thing's pretty heavy." Riley said while looking up from a book. We were all just kind of sitting around, looking through books while trying to find the orange raisin-looking demon.

  "That's Oofdar." Willow said. "Goddess of childbirth. She's got some heft to her." The redhead grinned.

  "Yeah." Pops smiled while looking down at the statue.

  "How badly did you hurt him?" Buffy asked.

  "Well, hurt, um....maybe not hurt."

  "Pops probably did as much damage to the demon as it did whacking me with its stick." I popped off.

  "Well, I-I'm sure it was startled." Willow looked at Giles.

  "Ah, yes, yes. I'd imagine it gave him rather a turn." Pops smirked.

  "He ran away, huh?" Buffy grinned.

  "Um...." I scratched the back of my head. "More along the lines of turned and swept out majestically. It was like watching those high-class folks in the movies that wear long robes and capes."

  "He said we didn't concern him." Pops set down the fertility goddess.

  "I would have if he stayed to fight." I grumbled while pouting.

  "So a mythic triumph over a completely indifferent foe." Buffy stated.

  "Well, I'm not dead or unconscious, so I say bravo for me." Pops put a hand into his pocket.

  "Some good demons in this one. See if your guy's in here." Willow handed Giles a book.

  "So, you bought the magic shop, and you were attacked before it even opened." Xander said as he was messing with stuff on a table. "Who's up for a swingin' chorus of the 'we told you so' symphony?" Riley walked over to the table.

  "Owning this place does seem kind of dangerous." Riley stated as he grabbed the fertility god statue by its head and tested out its weight. Then, he swung it like a baseball bat.

  "Toth." Pops looked up from the book in his lap.

  "What?" The ex-commando asked.

  "He called you a toth. It's a British expression. It means, like, moron." Buffy said, and I shook my head.

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