Xander picked up the pencil and sat at the table in the library.
"Okay Xander, three hours before Oz gets back to his normal hair issues for the month" he muttered as he looked down at the page before him and grimaced.
"Whoever thought up book reports should be stakes… I know it has to be a demon or something" he grumbled as he tried to think out the words.
[Call me Ishmael…] he groaned as he ripped out the piece of paper and crumpled it up before throwing it at the trash.
Thinking some more he glanced at the clock. "Well I guess I've been at this long enough for a brake" he muttered as he looked at the growling Werewolf in the Cage.
"Hey Benji are you going to be okay?" he asked and smiled at the snarling Lycanthrope before heading for the snack machines.
Walking back in he checked the cage before sitting down again.
[Moby Dick is the story of a sailor…] he paused as he tried to work where it was supposed to go from there.
"CRAP" he ignored the werewolf's howls at his scream as he ripped the page out and threw it at the trash.
Over the next hour fifteen similar nearly blank pages followed towards the trash.
"Give me a Vampire, a demon… Snyder ANYTHING!" he shouted as he looked down at the empty page that seemed to mock him.
Dropping his head to the table Xander sat there in contemplation.
A crash against the cage started him awake again as he looked around franticly before glaring at the werewolf. "Settle down or I swear I'll take you to the Vet and get you neutered so fast… something that's really fast won't see it" he finished as the werewolf oz just glared at him.
Looking down at the page again he read what he had [Moby Dick is the story of a sailor…] with a growl he ripped the page out and threw it at the trash before looking at the clock.
//Crap thirty minutes before the others get here and I'm supposed to have this done// he thought as he started to write again.
[Call me Ishmael, Moby Dick is the story of a sailor…] dropping his head back to the table Xander sighed in Frustration
"Why is it I can research demons that haven't been seen in three thousand years but this… this is just so way outside my abilities" he muttered as his eyelids started slip shut again.
Xander was startled when he realized someone was shaking him and calling his name.
"Xander, XANDER!" the shout finally drove him awake as he sat up with surprise.
"Rabid blank pages, RABID BLANK PAGES… DROP THE ARMADILLO!" he shouted as the nightmare slowly left his sleep fogged mind, looking around at the gathered Scooby's in confusion Xander looked at the clock and groaned.
"Come on Xander we have a big Review tomorrow for our book reports" Willow said as Xander glanced down at the page that mocked him before he shut the book and grinned.
"Sure wills, book report I had that done Ages ago" he lied as he decided to focus more on last minute panic //Nothing like fear to get the creative juices flowing// he thought as he trudged off lie a man to the gallows.