I will admit that I enjoy a large amount of the BTVS fandom, and from that, have constructed a pretty good idea of the BTVS universe without having seen a single episode of the show. And I apologize in advance if this is old news and I'm only bringing it up cause I'm new to the show.
However, this scenario keeps nagging at me:
It's night.
Door rings.
Your mom goes to open the door, sees a man outside, who politely says that his car broke down just down the block and if he could use the phone he'd be very much obliged.
Naturally, your mom being the nice person she is, steps aside and welcomes him in before you can say a word.
By the time the t in "DON'T!" passes your lips, the stranger has his mouth clamped down on your mother's neck and sure as hell isn't giving her a love bite. Next thing you know, you can feel his eyes roving across your neck as he finishes his appetizer.
You pull down the bookshelf to buy some time as you run backwards and your mind quickly races through all the anti-vampire tricks it has picked up watching BTVS.
Unfortunately, you're an atheist family, and your "hip" parents liked the white/black/mettalica look a lot, about as much as they enjoyed being pacifists. So no cross, no holy water, no convenient wooden objects to break into stakes, and no conventional weapons in the household. Which is when the IDEA hits you.
You turn around and see the vamp has already torn through the bookshelf like a only a man possessing preternaturally-enhanced strength can (A stray thought pauses to mourn all those familiar books). As he stalks down the hall, you look him square in the eye and state: "You are no longer welcome here."
----
NOW, does the mysterious threshold magic that all dwelled-in houses seem to possess kick in and propel said vamp out the door with the magical equivalent of steel-toed boots...
OR, am I now vamp chow?
What do you guys think?
However, this scenario keeps nagging at me:
It's night.
Door rings.
Your mom goes to open the door, sees a man outside, who politely says that his car broke down just down the block and if he could use the phone he'd be very much obliged.
Naturally, your mom being the nice person she is, steps aside and welcomes him in before you can say a word.
By the time the t in "DON'T!" passes your lips, the stranger has his mouth clamped down on your mother's neck and sure as hell isn't giving her a love bite. Next thing you know, you can feel his eyes roving across your neck as he finishes his appetizer.
You pull down the bookshelf to buy some time as you run backwards and your mind quickly races through all the anti-vampire tricks it has picked up watching BTVS.
Unfortunately, you're an atheist family, and your "hip" parents liked the white/black/mettalica look a lot, about as much as they enjoyed being pacifists. So no cross, no holy water, no convenient wooden objects to break into stakes, and no conventional weapons in the household. Which is when the IDEA hits you.
You turn around and see the vamp has already torn through the bookshelf like a only a man possessing preternaturally-enhanced strength can (A stray thought pauses to mourn all those familiar books). As he stalks down the hall, you look him square in the eye and state: "You are no longer welcome here."
----
NOW, does the mysterious threshold magic that all dwelled-in houses seem to possess kick in and propel said vamp out the door with the magical equivalent of steel-toed boots...
OR, am I now vamp chow?
What do you guys think?
