Characters: Buffy, Willow.
Written Using: The dw100 prompt ‘History’.
Spoilers/Setting: Late Season One.
Summary: Of all the subjects Buffy has to study at school, history seems the most pointless.
Disclaimer: I don’t own BtVS, or the characters.
A/N: Triple drabble.
Try as she might, although admittedly she didn’t try very hard, Buffy had never been able to see the point of history as a compulsory school subject. Why should it matter what a bunch of people long dead had done with their lives centuries before she was even born?
Learning math made sense even if the subject itself often didn’t; knowing how to add, subtract, and multiply helped when shopping and doing other stuff. Her mom used math all the time on the gallery’s accounts. English was useful too, so she could read, and write, and spell. If she made it to adulthood and had to apply for a job it would come in handy. Science had its uses for battling demons, and even French had possibilities, in case she ever needed to understand a French vampire, but history was… out of date.
“I don’t even care what happened last week,” she grumbled to Willow, “and that was stuff that happened to me, not to a lot of strangers I’m not even related to.”
“But the events of the past shaped the world we live in today,” Willow insisted. “If they hadn’t happened the way they did, America might still be a British colony. We could all be British, like Giles, or electricity might never have been invented, and all the advances in medicine might not have happened!”
Buffy stared at her friend in horror. “We might be British with no TV or electric lights, and die young of some awful disease?”
Willow nodded solemnly. “And maybe without indoor plumbing either.”
“That doesn’t bear thinking about!” Buffy sighed; apparently history mattered more than she’d thought. “Okay, teach me history, show me how we avoided the horrible fate of dying young and British in retched squalor and darkness. I’m learning girl.”