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Postby The Key » Tue Aug 29, 2006 11:03 am

Hmmm, could it be a spell gone wrong?

"Anya, your a very strange girl. You know that, right?"


Shouldn't that be "you're"?

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Postby Luna the Werewolf » Wed Aug 30, 2006 10:29 am

CHAPTER FOUR

"Xander, what the hell has gotten into you today!" Buffy said, now knowing something was wrong. Buffy was trying to get Xander off of her, but she was afraid she would hurt him if she kicked him off, or tried to throw him.

"Xander get off me, now!" Buffy struggled under him, trying to find the best way possible to get Xander off.

"Buffy, I love you. Let's take a bubble bath together." He said as he tried to kiss her. Buffy gave up trying to get Xander off of her and decided on the next best thing.

"Willow!" Buffy hollered, "Help, Xander's . . . He thinks he's in love with me!" Buffy gave Xander a light push, and he went backwards into the couch.

"What did you say, Buffy?" Willow's muffled voice said.

Buffy unfortunately didn't hear her other, seemingly more sane today, friend. Buffy got up from the floor and ran to the kitchen, hoping to go around the other way and get upstairs before Xander got to her. But it didn't work, Xander came into the kitchen from the other entrance way. Buffy at this point was almost trapped, but not completly. Buffy opened the back door and ran out, not bothering to close the door behind her.

"Buffy wait!" Xander called after her. Xander ran to the door, stoping by the fridge on the way. He pulled out a can of whipped cream, and a bottle of chocolate syrup.

"Buffy, I have the whipped cream and chocolate!" Xander ran, but as he ran he dropped the syrup. He picked it up and ran out the door after Buffy.

***

Willow came down the stairs a few minutes later. "What did you say a minute ago Buffy?" Willow checked the living room first.

"Buffy?" Willow didn't see her friend in there, so she went to check the kitchen. "Buffy, you in here?" Willow looked around, and then she saw that the door was open.

Ok, what's going on? Buffy never leaves the door open like this. Willow walked over to the door, then she noticed the small trails of chocolate syrup all over the floor next to the door.

What the huh? Willow staired at the mess for a moment before going out the door.

"Buffy, you out here?" Willow looked around, and saw nothing.

I wonder what could have happend that would make Buffy rush out like that. Willow thought, then something else came to mind. She looked at her watch. Oh no, I'm going to be late. Willow rushed up stairs. Grabbed her backpack and rushed out the back door, making sure she closed it behind her.

Wherever Buffy went I'll have to ask her what happend later. Willow thought to herself as she walked, on her way to U.C. Sunnydale.

Something feels different today, Willow thought. but I can't tell what. Whatever it is, I like it.

*** (Back at the Magic Box)

"Anya, what in the hell are you doing?" Angel asked, as he jumped up from his sitting position, preparing to run away. Anya just giggled insanely and climbed up on top of the table.

"Angel, I love you. Would you like to watch me strip and give me cash?" Anya asked. then, looking around, she grabbed the first available oblect -A feather duster- and placed it on top of Angel's head. While Anya attempted to do a strange exotic dance, Angel backed away slowly.

What the hell is going on? Angel had the right idea of backing away, he was just doing it in the wrong direction.

"Ah- Anya, you are dating Xander. You do not love me." Angel backed up, and then fell into a chair, as Anya got ready to leap from the table.

"Ok, no stripping. Would you like for me to dance?" Anya started to unzip her blue jean pants.

"No! Anya I don't want that, and I don't want you to strip for me. Anya stop doing this, Anyaaaah!- Let go of my belt!" Anya had stoped trying to undress herself and started to undress Angel. Angel watched as Anya pulled his belt off and threw it to the side.

"Anya! Stop this before I hurt you!" as she started to unbutton his shirt, Angel could feel Anya's hands rubbing all over his chest, his stomach, his- "Anya Stop!" Angel yelled as he pushed Anya off of him.

"But, Angel. I want to have sex with you, right there on the counter, next to the money." Anya started to come towards him again.

Angel ran for the basement, sence he couldn't go out side.

"Angel wait! We could go back to my place!" Anya called after him.

Angel ran into the basement, hoping Anya wasn't fast enough to get to him before he got the door closed. Angel colsed the door behind him, running down the stairs looking for something to prop against the door. He grabbed a fold-up-chair, and ran back up the stairs and propped it aganist the door handle. Angel could hear Anya calling for him on the other side.

What the hell is going on? Angel wondered.

***

Willow walked down the street, trying to get to U.C. Sunnydale as fast as she could.

I wonder if I should have called Xander, it would be a lot faster to ride in a car than to walk. Willow continued to walk, looking around every now and again.

I know I'm going to be late, I hope I don't miss that test. Then she looked up and saw someone out of the corner of her eye.

Tara? Willow saw Tara walking towards her, comming closer, and closer. And right when Willow was about to say 'Hi', Tara just walked right past her. Not even looking Willow's way once.

Wait, what? Willow turned around following Tara, all thoughts of college, and tests forgotten.

"Tara wait," Willow said as she caught up with her.

Tara turned around and looked Willow in the eye. "Oh, it's you. What do you want?" Tara asked. Willow could tell something was different about her.

"I wanted to say I'm sorry, f-for the way I was actting before. You know with the spells and the using to much magic." Willow gave a slight smile. Tara looked Willow up and down.

"I'm sure you are sorry. But I'm on my way to find me a boy toy." Tara then turned around and started walking the same direction she had been before Willow had stoped her.

"Tara, I mean it. I'm- Boy toy?" Willow was suddenly shocked by Tara's words. "What do you mean 'Boy toy'?" Willow asked as Tara continued to walk.

"Tara, wait. I'm sorry, I know I messed up, but I don't see how a. . . boy toy can make things better." Willow watched as Tara kept on walking.

"Tara. . .?" Willow Watched Tara disapear around the corner. I really did mess up this time.

TBC . . .

I almost hit a snag at the end, but I think it turned out ok.
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Postby lilyme » Thu Aug 31, 2006 1:35 am

Buffy struggled under him, trying to find the best way possible to get Xander off.


The last part...sounds...kinda... :twisted:

Would you like to watch me strip and give me cash?

But, Angel. I want to have sex with you, right there on the counter, next to the money.


Anya, even in situations like that she's thinking about money. I love it!

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Postby Luna the Werewolf » Thu Aug 31, 2006 7:15 pm

*Drinking soda*

lilyme wrote:
Buffy struggled under him, trying to find the best way possible to get Xander off.


The last part...sounds...kinda... :twisted:


*Spit take* Who Whating where with huh?

Anya, even in situations like that she's thinking about money. I love it!


It sounded like something Anya would say. :lol:

Here's the next chapter


CHAPTER FIVE

Buffy had been running for what seemed like forever, even if she had only ran two and a half blocks away from her house. Buffy looked over her shoulder. No Xander, is that good or bad? Buffy didn't see Xander anywhere, but she kept on running anyway.

"Buffy, wait!" She heard Xander yell.

Oh crap. Buffy ran faster. What the hell happend? Did Xander just wake up today and dicide 'I think I love Buffy'? Buffy was headed for a school, which if she took the time to notice, was Dawn's school.

"Is this some kind of game?" Xander asked. "If I catch you I get the prize?" Xander contiued to case Buffy.

"No! Xander I'm not playing a game!" Buffy was now running down the sidewalk, right infront of the school. there were a few groups of students out side, and one student was sitting on the front steps; Dawn.

***

Dawn had just gotten to school about a hour ago, (thankfully she had just made it before the bell) and now she was back outside again. Of course it wasn't like that was a bad thing, but what had happend was so weird.

She had been sitting in Math class, If you looked at her from a distance it would seem like she was taking notes, but really all Dawn was doing was doodling.

Mrs. Jameson was writting something on the black board. "Ok, can anyone tell me the answer to this," Mrs. Jameson said as she pointed to the board.

As if to answer Mrs. Jameson's question, a student farther down the same row Dawn was in, jumped up, knocking his chair back. It slammed loudly into the desk behind him. Dawn had seen the boy before. He had straggly brown hair, and thick, black-rimmed glasses. She had thought he looked like the singer of the band Weezer. He was wearing a T-shirt with the logo an old-school breakfast cereal on it- not the sort of guy she'd normally expect to have an outburst.

The boy turned to the girl next to him, grabbed her by her cardigan sweater, and pulled her out of her chair. Dawn expected the girl to freak out, but before she could do anything, the boy planted a kiss full on her lips. It was like a kiss in an old movie, all smashed faces and mingling nose. The girl went with it without objection.

Mrs. Jameson saw what was happening and started to move out from behind her desk. She seemed taken aback, and stopped halfway there.

"Mr. Milbroch!" She shouted. "Jack! What are you doing?" Mrs. Jameson asked.

Jack didn't answer. He swiveled around, taking the girl with him and plopping her down in his chair. He then turned back and moved to the next student over, where another female student, a blonde with a ponytail, waited with a wide grin.

Dawn remembered her from another class, too, because she always wore a little too much makeup and her shirts were usually a little too short to reach the top of her pants.

Today, the blonde had on a shirt that said, "I'll try anthing thrice." Although the first girl had met Jack's advance with stunned indifference, the second girl leaped into it with a can-do attitude. She wrapped her arms around Jack's neck and was on him even before he could plant the kiss on her. Dawn was reasonably sure that there was tongue involved.

When Jack extricated himself from the girl's grasp, he pulled the same move he had pulled on his first victim. He spun her around like a dance partner, gracefully dropping her into the first girl's chair.

"Don't tell me that's it, Tiger?" she said. Jack giggled.

"Sorry," He said, "I have to share the love." then Jack moved on.

"Mr. Milbroch! I must insist you sit back down!" Mrs. Jameson exclamed.

If Jack heard Mrs. Jameson, he gave no indication. He was busy moving to the next student in the line. It was a boy, though. A rather burly one, at that, and he was wearing a Sunnydale Razorbacks sweatshirt. Jack held up his hands and laughed. He was stepping very slowly, working his way around the guy's chair, almost like he was sidestepping a land mine.

"Take it easy, big fella," Jack said. "Don't get excited."

"That's right, buddy," Sweatshirt guy replied, "keep moving."

Dawn laughed at the predicament the two found themselves in, but then realized that she was in the next occupied seat in that row. Jack was making his way towards her. Sure he was cute, but Dawn wasn't looking for a boyfriend, or at least not one like him. Trying to think fast, Dawn got out of her seat and put her chair between herself and the kissing bandit.

"Come on, now," Jack Said. " it's just a little kiss." Jack started to try and push the chair out of the way, and Dawn started to back away.

"Can't we talk this over?" Dawn asked. "I'm sure we can come up with many alternatives for things to put to your lips besides me. A cup of coffee, maybe? A scone?" Just when she thought she was going to have to shove the chair at Jack and bash his knees, he suddenly stopped short. He let out a small, throaty gurgle, and his arms flew out to the sides.

Mrs. Jameson had grabbed Jack by his shirt collar and was jerking him back.

"Mr. Milbroch, that is quite enough," She said. her voice had dropped a couple of octaves. She had her authority cap on, big-time. "I don't know what's gotten into you, but you're going to cut it out. Ms. Summers, if you'll kindly step aside, I'm going to escort Romeo here down to the Pricipals office."

"Gladly." Dawn said as she moved to the next row back, taking her chair with her. No sense removing the barrier between her and Sir Kiss-a-Lot. Probably a good move, too, since when Mrs. Jameson wrangled him from behind the desk Jack had puckered his lips and made several kissing noises, aiming them all at her.

"You can't do this to me," Jack protested. "Haven't you ever heard of freedom of expression?" Jack asked.

"You bet I have," Mrs. Jameson said. "Have you ever heard of self-control?"

"I have not yet begun to kiss!" Jack exclamed.

"Yes, you have. You just kissed your enrollment here good-bye." And with that, Mrs. Jameson pushed Jack out the door.

As soon as Mrs. Jameson and Jack exited the room, the class instantly erupted in laughter and gossip.

The first girl that Jack kissed, stood up and started talking to no one in partiular.

"Can you believe it? I can't believe it!" She raised an eyebrow. "I sort of liked it, though,"

The second girl that Jack kissed started to giggle.

"Please, honey, you were just a speed bump on the way to my mouth." She said with a smirk.

Chatter from the back of the class ranged from shock to outrage to one kid declaring Jack to be his new hero.

For her part, Dawn didn't know what to think.

Now she was outside sitting on the steps, waiting for her next class. She wasn't really doing anything but staring off into space thinking about what had happened earlier. I wonder if that was part of that sp-

"Oh... my... God!" Some girl suddenly said.

The other teens who were outside started to laugh. Dawn looked up and got the shock of her life.

Oh my God! Dawn thought as she took in the scene.

Buffy was running from Xander, and Xander was wearing a ripped open shirt, and neon green jockeys.

All Dawn could do was look on in horror, wide eyed and mouth agape.

"Anybody think that guy might be related to Jack?" One boy asked.

The only answer was more laughter.

Dawn contiued to stare, hoping that no one would realize that that was Buffy or Xander. Dawn was taken out of her new found worst day ever shock. when somebody layed a hand on her shoulder.

"Who on earth is that?" Janice said laughing at the sight of the two people running down the side walk, which at this point Dawn was thankfull that they were out of view.

"I don't know. But whoever they are, I think they need some serious help." Dawn said as she got up from sitting.

Dawn and Janice went back into the school, talking on the way to their next class.

"Oh, Dawn did you hear the latest Jack Milbroch news?" Janice said, the way she said it sounded like she was going to burst if she didn't tell this new found information.

Dawn shook her head.

"Well, apparently Mrs. Jameson shouldn't have taken him to see the Principal, as in the female Principal. No one knows what he did once the door to Principal Sireci's office was closed, but as soon as it was open again, he was a free man." Janice said with a little grin.

Dawn stopped in her tracks.

"Are you serious?" Dawn said as she started back walking again.

"I was outside of the office the whole time. And I found something else out," Janice said, with a knowing smirk. Dawn turned to her friend.

"What did you find out?" Dawn asked.

"I found out this school needs thicker walls!" Janice and Dawn both started to laugh at that bit of info.

"God, you acttually heard them?" Dawn and Janice entered a class room.

"Yes, and I think I'm in serious need of therapy to get what I heard out of my head." Janice sat down in a chair, and Dawn sat down in the seat next to her.

"And I had the crazy idea of waiting outside. Darn, you get all the fun." Dawn said slipping off her backpack.

"Well, be glad you weren't there." Janice said opening a note book, and getting a pincil ready.

The teacher entered the room and almost everyone fell silent.

"We'll continue this conversation after class." Dawn whispered.

Janice nodded.

***

Willow puffed as her feet pounded down the side walk. Tara and her weird preferences. Well, she'd just have to work things out later.

I'd better think of what I would say, She thought to herself, Um, I'm sorry, Tara for... for... Willow stoped. What did I do exactly? I mean aside from abusing my magic. Tara was fine a few days ago. What could have happened? She thought sadly to herself.

Willow played with the bracelet she was wearing and sighed.

She looked up, and when she looked up ahe saw a flash of Buffy running past, who turned and gave her a pleading expression.

Willow prepared for what might be chasing her, but instead of a horrendous demon, it was much more horrible.

Xander rushed by in brightly colored underwear, grasping syrup and whipped cream.

Suddenly, Willow remembered her feelings towards Xander in the early days, and in one swift movment she tackled him and brought him down.

"Xander, Oh, god!" She found herself saying as she straddled him and took off the lid from the whipped cream. Xander shuddered, scared and afraid.

"No! That whipped cream is for Buffy, and Buffy alone!" Xander said as he looked to see where Buffy was.

Willow just laughed manically and sprayed the whipped cream all over Xander's face and chest.

***

Spike, meanwhile, was in his crypt, watching TV that he really wasn't watching, when the door to his crypt burst open. Tara was standing there with a demented look on her face, and was wearing a weird vinyl corset.

Spike, who, believe him, has seen a lot of weird things (In Sunnydale alone) but few things scared him more than Tara standing in his door with a vinyl corset.

"Spike," She mummered quietly, "I'm not a lesbian anymore, and I want Vamps."

Spike, frightened out of his mind, sat ridgid in his chair.

"Oh, bloody hell." Spike said as he looked on in fear. "Tara, what's going on?"

TBC. . .
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Postby WillowLuver » Thu Aug 31, 2006 8:57 pm

What the...??

There better be a spell thats going on, because that is just plain strange..

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Postby The Key » Fri Sep 01, 2006 12:47 pm

The title is starting to sound about right.

More please!
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Postby lilyme » Fri Sep 01, 2006 1:36 pm

Are you gonna involve Giles in that story somehow?
Wait, don't tell me...I'm not sure I want to know... :lol:

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Postby Luna the Werewolf » Sat Sep 02, 2006 10:51 pm

lilyme wrote:Are you gonna involve Giles in that story somehow?
Wait, don't tell me...I'm not sure I want to know... :lol:


This fic takes place after "DMP", that means Giles is in England. But he could make a special trip back to Sunnydale. . .

CHAPTER SIX

Spike was frightened, no doubt about that, but he tried to keep his cool as Tara started to come closer.

"Tara. . . now. . . um, stay back. ." Spike said as he started to stand up. As he did this Tara brought from behind her back a pair of handcuffs.

"Spike, do you have any vampy moves?" Tara asked as she twirling the handcuffs around her finger.

Spike's eyes enlarged. "Now, Tara. . ."

Tara came closer, causing Spike to sit back down in his chair. Tara laughed a strange demonic, yet flirty laugh, grasped the arms of the chair and leaned over forward, right in Spike's face.

"So how old are you, Spikey? Mmmm?" Tara asked as she leaned over farther, now almost touching Spike.

This frightened Spike to no end, and he found himself leaning so far back in his chair that he fell over backwards. Tara groaned and twirled her handcuffs again.

"You anxious little vampy boy!" Tara exclamed as she looked at him laying on the floor.

Spike jumped to his feet as Tara tried attacking him, and landed on the floor where Spike was. Spike thought about hitting her over the head with a lamp, but then he remembered the bloody chip in his brain. Not only that but this was Tara, the ex-girlfriend of Willow, not one he often desired to hurt.

Bollocks. He rubbed his head. What should I do? Tie her up and go get Red? Yeah, that's it.

"Oh, Spike!" Tara sat up on the floor and grabbed his ankle.

"Bloody hell!" Spike screamed, and tried running away, but she entangled herself around his legs, while humming the tune to Disney's "Beauty and the Beast".

"What?! Is that supposed to be symbolic or something, you crazy lesbian?!" Spike practicly screamed.

Tara just wiggled happily and tried to attach the handcuffs to Spike's ankles.

***

Willow was licking whipped cream from Xander's face, greedily.

"Mmm, you delectable strawberry, you," She mummered as she wiped the cream from her own face and looked down upon him.

"No! No!" Xander rolled over on his side, knocking Willow from her position and allowing him to escape. "Release me!"

***

Buffy ran faster than she ever thought she had before. She pasted by several stores and shops, one of which she knew.

"Magic. . .Box. . " She panted as she ran full-speed to the shop. She looked over her shoulder again, but this time was the same as the last.

No Xander? Buffy stopped, and took a few large breaths of air. I wonder if Willow has anything to do with Xander no longer chasing me.

Buffy walked the rest of the way to the Magic Box. She stepped inside and closed the door. And that's when she saw Anya bangging on the basement door.

"Anya, what's up?" Buffy asked as she walked over to Anya.

"Angel's here and he won't come out of the basement!" Anya pounded on the door again. Buffy caught her wrist in mid-bang.

"Let me handle this, Anya." Buffy said as she lightly pushed Anya to the side. She didn't even bother to question where Anya's shirt was.

"I've been trying to get him out of there for almost an hour, what makes you think that you can get him out?" Anya folded her arms over her chest. Buffy just ignored her.

"Angel? It's me, Buff-" Buffy's words were cut short, as Angel suddenly crashed throught the door. Knocking Buffy into the floor. Angel threw himself on top of her.

"Oh, Buffy. . ." Angel then kissed Buffy passionately, all Buffy could think to do was kiss him back. Anya starred at them wordlessly

How dare her, taking my man! I won't stand for this! Anya then pulled Angel off of Buffy.

"He's my vampire cupcake! You can't have him!" Anya yelled. Then she pulled Angel towards her, kissing him.

Outside Xander rushed by, Willow dashed by.

***

Spike untangled himself from Tara's octopus-like hands and legs, picked her up and flung her onto his table.

"Good God! What the bleeding hell in wrong with you? You can't just stop being a lesbian just like that!" Spike tried to snap to demonstrate his point, but he was too fustrated.

"Oh no?" Tara looked seriously at him for a moment, then grabbed him by the shoulders and forced him to kiss her.

***

"Xander! You're all mine, Sugar lump!" Willow yelled.

Xander ran faster.

"I didn't even know 'Sugar lump' was a part of your vocabulary!" He shouted as he dashed faster, whipped cream falling from his face. Suddenly he heard a crash and looked behind him as he kept his speed.

"Willow?" And then all went black.


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Postby The Key » Sun Sep 03, 2006 3:11 pm

"He's my vampire cupcake!"

"Xander! You're all mine, Sugar lump!"


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Postby WillowLuver » Sun Sep 03, 2006 3:20 pm

"He's my vampire cupcake! You can't have him."

Ha! Like that'll stop her!
"I didn't even know 'Sugar lump' was a part of your vocabulary!"

Oh it is!
"Willow?" And then all went black.


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