Summary: Government controlled Time Travel can prove to be particularly useful occasionally. Even if the President is the only one who knows why.
Word Count: 100 precisely
Disclaimer: They ain't mine. Buffy and the gang belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy. Seven Days is all someone else’s as well.
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Frank Parker strolled into the mission centre and sat down casually, in no particular hurry.
“Well?” said Donovan impatiently, “What’s the new problem, Frank?”
Frank shrugged. “It’s the easiest one yet,” he said, “You just have to ring the President and tell him that the Scoobies should go with plan B.”
Donovan blinked. “Scoobies? The President? Plan B?”
“I know….” shrugged Frank, “But when the President authorises that much expense and has three of the Joint Chiefs looking worried with him, we jump.”
Cleveland, two hours later. During a heated argument, the phone rang.
And eventually, the world didn’t end.