What do I think about mom? She's a nice person, could have been a bit more understanding towards me. I can put up with being grounded on the most innapropriate times, like right before I'm out saving the world. She tends to choose those moments to put her foot down. But I can't really blame her. She has no clue about my life as a slayer and how important it is. But a good thing about her is that she doesn't go through my stuff. She respects my privacy, something that makes me feel so completely safe, that I can just have my diary lying on my nightstand. Mom doesn't snoop or read it, because if she was, she would be a lot more worrying about me than she is now. There are only a few things I hide in my room, everything that has anything to do with the slaying, that is placed in a secret room in one of my wooden boxes. And there's one more thing. If mom found that I would die of embarassement and shame. But she won't find it,I'm sure of it, because I'm always there, when she's really cleaning the house. Those days, I make sure I gather everything I don't want to be seen and put them in a safe place…
I was coming in the door, after hanging with Willow at the mall, when I familliar smell hit me. Mom was cleaning. But where was she? She was nowhere to bee seen downstairs, so I went up and panic really struck me… She was cleaning my room and I hadn't had a chance to remove certain objects I did not want my mom to see… I could tell by the look on her face that she hadn't yet gotten to clean under the bed…
- Mom, you're… cleaning…
- Hi, Buffy, had fun at the mall? I figured I could do your room today, while you were home. I thought you would be longer gone than this…
- Willow didn't feel too good, so she wanted to finish shopping early. Hence me being earlier home.
- Good that you are, can you help me taking everything out from under your bed? I haven't cleaned there for a while…
Oh my God… that was close. Sure Mr. Shaky's hidden in a plastic bag, but that's the only thing in the bag and even though mom isn't the snooping type, she would look. Because it feels like a candle and she might start wondering why I'm hiding candles under my bed… I hurried to grab the bag, along witha few other things just to camuflashe it and while mom wasn't looking, I put the bag in my sock drawer. Just temporary of course… Then I hurried up. Mom used the vacumer, then I could place everything back under the bed. I monitored her very careful. She went straight for the nightstand. Oh my God!!! I hurried after her.
- Let me do that, I mumbled. - Is there someone at the door?
- There is? I must get my ears checked. You do this, I'll be right back…
Thank God, she fell for it… I hurried to the sock drawer and took it out, I knew that mom wasn't quite finished, so I put it behind the stuff on top of the closet. I got down just in time for mom to come back in. Together we continued the cleaning.
- Ok, now we've only got one more spot. Buffy, I'll just have to get your stuff down from the top of your closet.
- I'll do that, I suggested.
- With your height? I'll do it.
Oh my God… She had already start taking things down, then she saw the bag.
- What's in there, mom asked.
- Don't look, I yelled.
- Why, mom asked puzzled. - It's your birthday gift and as it's not your birthday yet…
- Oh.. is that why you've been so jumpy. Don't worry, I won't look. Tell you what. You finish the cleaning yourself and I'll go and take my room.
- Deal…
Phew… Crisis averted. I'd only gotten Mr. Shaky a few months ago, when the Angel-missage got to big for me to handle. It had been a relief. Not as good as the real thing, but at least it was something. Angel doesn't know about it, because when I'm with him, it doesn't matter. Plus it's embarrassing. I can't tell anyone, not even my boyfriend. At least mom din't see what it was.., but then there was the shape… Mom had definatly seen that, that narrows down my list of possible birthday presents… GREAT, what can I give her that looks like a candle?
The end
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