Written For: Challenge 29: The Cold Hard Ground at drabblesoup.
Summary: Oz doesn’t remember exactly how he came to be here, but he has his suspicions.
Disclaimer: I don’t own BtVS, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Joss Whedon.
Sitting up, Oz looks around, confused. This is weird. The sun’s just coming up so what’s he doing here, sleeping on the cold, hard ground?
Last thing he remembers he was somewhere very definitely not here, and…
He’s pretty sure he had clothes last time he checked, but not anymore.
So here he is, naked, in the woods, at dawn; there’s got to be an explanation, things like this don’t happen for no reason. He’s got a pretty good idea what’s going on.
When he gets home, he’d better call Aunt Maureen; he has some questions about cousin Jordy.