Willow
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Willow: Graduation day. There's a big scary unfun.
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Willow: Woah. Big hey woah!
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Oz: So, do you guys steal weapons from the army a lot?
Willow: Well, we don't have cable, so we have to make our own fun.
(46kb)
Willow: Well, I don't know what. I'm not in on the plan, it's his plan.
(114kb)
Willow: Let's get this straight. I don't understand it. I don't want to understand it. You have gross emotional problems. And things are not okay between us.
(71kb)
Willow: No, that just means that you'd rather be with someone you hate than be with me.
(58kb)
Willow: That's right puppy. Willow's gonna make you bark.
(21kb)
Willow: Bored now.
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Willow: Bored now. Daytime's the worst. Cooped up for hours. Can't hunt. The Master said I could play. Isn't that fun puppy? Aww. Puppy's being all quiet. Come on, don't be a spoiled sport.
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Willow: Darn tootin!
(34kb)
Willow: No fun. She didn't even hardly fight.
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Willow: Oz hasn't been to his locker. There may be books in there that he needs. But still, he doesn't come.
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Willow: It's a big party.
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Willow: Isn't he gonna go poof?
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Willow: Uh oh. Puppy got out.
(51kb)
Willow: This is the part that's less fun... when there isn't any screaming.
(120kb)
Willow: Oh God. Demon, demon. What kills a demon?
Buffy: Knerf.
Willow: Oh, knerf. Not knerf, knife!
(113kb)
Willow: You're pleased?
Master: Ecstatic.
Willow: Then, can I play with the puppy?
Master: Be my guest.