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TacticsAndrew had thought teaching the junior Slayers would be easy, but their first lesson had seen him tied him to a chair before the monsters descended Oxford Street in search of bargains.

Giles had been sympathetic but insisted that Andrew control them on his own terms. It wasn't a heartening thought when they could snap him like a twig.

At their next lesson, Andrew opened by asking his students if they'd prefer to learn about Slayer history or the minutiae of differences between the latest DVD releases and the original Star Wars movies.

He never had a problem after that.

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open_on_sundaychallenge #120: somewhere else
Tags: andrew wells, fan fiction, fiction, rupert giles
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