I started writing this the 20th of Februay 2005.
DISCLAIMER: Joss owns it all..
AUTHOR'S NOTES: B/Aus. It's not in an exact season, but Angel has just turned to Angelus, Willow is gay and dating Tara. O! And Willow has a libary at her home, in my immagination.
DEDICATION: To Me! This is my first fic so I dedicate this one for me!
DISTRIBUTION: Anybody want my story on their site, contact me. But this one belongs to my site: www.noblecat.moo.no.
Buffy the Cat
Buffy the rat sat in a cage in Willows room. Willow and Tara sat inside a sirkle of some smelly sand. They were chanting at Buffy who was in the middle of all this.
Enturum nafolé partisium!
Willow chanted. Tara followed the chant with the translated words:
Release the prisoner!
A whole cloud of smoke appeared and the witches could do no other than wait and cross their fingers for good luck. As the cloud of smoke settled, no longer was it a rat inside the cage, but a cat!
“Oh, no! “ said Willow hystericly. Tara patted her back, trying to calm her down. “I’m sure we can find out what we did wrong..” she said, comforting Willow. They were both staring at a furious white cat with orange stripes.
Buffy, now a cat was locked inside a way too small cage, and she was starting to hyperventilate from not being able to move inside the small cage. Willow released her with a “sorry..” and started to pet her. Buffy started to purr, and was shocked with her own response. “Hey! I acctually have a brain in this form, whatever I am..” She walked on all four to the full-length mirror Willow had hanging on one of her closet doors.
Buffy just stood there. Too shocked to say anything, even though she didn’t think she could pronounce words right now. In the mirror was herself, a cat. Not just a cat, a white and orange cat! Not even fully grown, so her cute kitty-eyes was a bit overgrown. She thought she looked adorable!
“Oh no! Oh no!” Willow started hyperventilating on her own.
“Breathe” Tara said, knowing this was a Willow-thing to do.
Willow approached Buffy who was still studying herself in the mirror. “Uhm.. Buffy? Can you u-n-d-e-r-s-t-a-n-d what I’m saying?” She said real slow as if talking to a kid. Buffy looked offended at her. Willow took it as a yes.
“Uhm.. Okay.. Buffy, why don’t you just find a place to sleep for the night, Willow said, noticing the moon rising in the horizon. “You can take the bed, since you are a kitty cat! I’ll sleep in the guestroom.” Willow said with a guilty voice. “Since you are.. All turned furry and stuff, y’know..” She started babbling..
Buffy shot her a glance that she thought looked thankful, but wasn’t sure. Boy was she gonna study herself in the mirror and find out about being a kitty.
Tara looked at Buffy, she seemed kinda alone with the being cat and all. The only cat who understood human language. “To make it up to you, we can find a spell that can make one of us, your friends a cat too, so you won’t be all alone?” She said questionally, wanting to make up for the mistake she and her girlfriend had done. If it was just a bit of making up to her with this, it would do good for her concidence to know that Buffy wasn’t all alone.
“Yes! We’ll get going on that rriiigghht now!” Willow said with a false cheery voice. Glad for the excuse to escape the room for now. “We’ll be in the libary if you need us..” She said and took Tara’s hand and walked out of the room, closing the door.
“Finally” Buffy said, wanting to sleep. The spell had taken a toll on her energy and she was rapidly growing more and more tired. She yawned and stetched herself like only a kitty could do, and went over to the bed. But when she got there, she realised she wasn’t all that tired. She wanted to go out hunting. “Well, I’m a cat now.. Cat’s love the night!” She thought logically. She went to the window, but it was closed! “Buffy must think” she said to herself. “Now what would Brian Boitano do?” She joked, laughing to herself. Oh boy was she lonely...!
Then Buffy noticed the opener to the window. Ha! It wasn’t properly closed, and now she was a happy kitty! “Kitty, kitty, kitty” Buffy sang to herself, liking the sound of the word. When she finally won the stuggle with the window and it opened, she walked happily out of there, not bothering to leave a note since she seriously doubted she could write.
At the libary, Willow and Tara had found a spell, and was now performing it.
“Atro windame turuch, de sia moralis monton, de sia moralis monton.”
Tara now chanted the foreign words while Willow said the translated ones.
“Make a chosen trusted, the same as thy faith, the same as thy faith.”
Now, a big bang errupted in the room, making some of the books on the stacks fall on the floor. Both Willow and Tara was shaky, the two spells had taken a lot of their energy.
“Okay,” Willow said. “We should be sertain that one Buffy trusts will turn into a rat. Hey! Why isn’t that me!” She said, slightly offended.
“Maybe it is someone sh trusts more..” Tara began, then all of the sudden Willow started panicking again.. “Oh! Oh no! Angel... Or shall I say Angelus?” Willow said, in a fake calm voice. Now Tara too began to panick. “Oiii! This is one hell of a mistake.” Tara said with a convinced voice. This was bad. Willow had never heard Tara swear before.
“Maybe it won’t work..” Willow started, but Tara cut her off, knowing what she was about to say. “No” she stated. “The spell worked on the body to whoever she trusts, not the mind. Angel and Angelus is two persons inside one..”
“Ouch..” was the only response Willow had.
Angelus woke up with an itch in his side. He tried to scratch it with his nails, but found no nail. Instead there were claws. Sharp claws. “Ow!” He said and sat up from his bed, confused. He tried to stand up, but realised his back legs wouldn’t hold him up properly. In other words, not at all. He tried to walk with all four legs and found it fairly easy. He then crawled up to the side of the bed. He thought he was disy because the bed seemed higher from the floor as usual. “Someone must be messing with me” He said to himself, and jumped. He landed on the floor with a thump, but suprisingly on all four legs.
Suprised with himself, we walked to the mirror he always kept in his bedroom. Not that he could use it, it just looked like a manly mirror with intricate carvings and all. From old habits, he went to look himself in the mirror, but closed his eyes as he remembered that he was a vampire. Not wanting to see the empty space where he should have been, he began to turn. He froze when he saw something in the mirror. Something that moved. Something black.
He turned once again to face the mirror and was met with the reflection of a black big cat. He stared in shock at himself. He had to be dreaming. He tried biting is arm, since pinching was not an option here. “Ow!” He said one again, feeling the slight pain.
‘Those who did this is seriously gonna pay!’ he mused to himself, walking out of his bedroom, intent on walking in the streets.
Buffy was getting bored of hanging out in the alley she was in right now. If she wasn’t mistaking, she was right by Willie’s. “Oh, well, time to head back,” she thought, hopping down from the trashcan. “Too bad I don’t have my slayer strength.. I hope no one nasty will find out that I’m a cat. They will SO kick my ass.” She mumbled to herself as she walked back to Willows house.
All the other cats on her way looked weird at her when she talked to herself. “What! Am I not even allowed to talk as a cat. God! What do you even do to not bore yourselves!” She yelled at the group of cats she had just passed.
Now Willow was freaking out. Buffy was nowhere to be found in her room and the window was open. ‘Why is the freakin’ window open?!’ She scolded herself for not thinking of that before..
Just when Tara came into the room, so did Buffy (from the window of course).
Willow saw Buffy and started talking like crazy to her. “Why did you do that! I was worried.. I was REALLY worried, we have made Angelus a cat too..” As Willows last statement, Buffy shot her head up and looked at Willow and Tara like they both had grown two heads or something. Then she started growling really cute, but wasn’t meant to be cute at all. Both Willow and Tara could see that she was SO not happy about it.
“Sorry.. We did this spell, and it was supposed to work on the person you trusted the most..” Tara said mildly, trying to calm Buffy down.. It didn’t work, it just made her even more upset.
Buffy was so irritated on the whiches right now, so she ran out the window. Maybe being outside wasn’t so bad after all..
It was dark outside and night-time, but that didn’t stop Buffy. She discovered her improved eyesight and hearing, and it was fun, now she could see perfectly in the dark whatsoever which meant that she could still be the slayer. Maybe not the Vampire Slayer, but more like mouse slayer. Buffy stopped herself in the middle of her train of thoughts. Did she really want to eat a mouse? Her inner cat screamed yes! She was hungry. But then again, she remembered Willows chocolate chip cookies and decided to wait until she returned to Willows room to eat.
She walked in a garden now. Everything seemed so big from her point of view. The grass was much longer, the trees were of the height of small houses, just waiting for Buffy to climb them. Not now, she decided, her tummy making noices. It was not too pleased that it hadn’t eaten anything in a wile now. All the wanted to do was to go back to Willows again. Her stubborness and pride told her to find somewhere else to be. She hadn’t completely forgiven Willow and Tara for turning Angelus a cat as well.
Tired, she began to walk home, knowing that her mum had a real fondness for cats. She might get lucky, there were still some leftovers after yesterdays curry-chicken..
