Written For: Challenge 019: Clown at tripledrabbles.
Spoilers: Nightmares, The Prom.
Summary: Xander may not be among the most popular boys in school, but he’s always known he’s funny.
Disclaimer: I don’t own BtVS, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Joss Whedon.
A/N: Triple drabble.
It’s kinda ironic that Xander’s always acted the class clown when he’s scared to death of actual clowns. No kidding… ever since the one that chased him at his sixth birthday party, clowns have been like his worst nightmare. They’re way scarier than any of the vamps and demons he’s encountered since Buffy came to Sunnydale.
He knows it’s dumb; clowns are harmless, he doesn’t have to worry that one might come at him brandishing a huge sword, or leap out and bite him, draining him of life, the way demons or vampires might. Clowns are supposed to be silly and make people laugh. It’s just… They look so creepy with their white faces and painted on smiles, their baggy pants and oversized shoes. He can’t help the way he feels; they freak him out. The fear may be irrational, but it’s no less real for that. Besides, who needs to dress up in order to make people laugh?
Xander knows he’s never going to be the smartest guy around, or the best looking, he’s not rich, and he’s not a jock. The girls don’t flock to him the way they do the captain of the football team, and he can’t impress them with a flashy car and oodles of cash. He’s an average looking guy from a working-class family, with below average intelligence, and he’s okay with that, mostly. He’s helped save the world a few times, even if he can’t tell people about it and bask in glory. But one thing he does have going for him is that he’s funny, and not the kind of funny that requires props. He’s witty, good with the word play, and has an excellent grasp of the sarcastic putdown.
So why isn’t he being voted Class Clown instead of Jack Mayhew?