Chapter 3
”So that’s it?” Angelus asked after Buffy had told the whole story from her point of view.
“Pretty much” Buffy answered. Angelus was thoughtful; would they ever be humans again? He knew Willows spells sometimes could go a bit awry, but she knew how to fix it, right? By now, they had walked by three cemeteries, and was headed home to Willow’s place. He didn’t know why, but he needed some place to stay at. If he went home, his minions wouldn’t know it was him. They would probably give him to Drucilla to play her wicked games on him. He didn’t think he’d be able to attend more tea partied than he already had in the past.
They arrived at the house. It was late, but really not to them. But, it was time to get back to Willow and Tara so they wouldn’t be frightened about her. And boy was they in for a surprise. She didn’t really mind Angelus tagging along. She didn’t mind at all. For once, he was trying to be nice to her. It was like he was her friend.
Buffy was reminded of Angel by Angelus, but it was probably normal, since they shared the same body. But Angel was gone. Sadly, Buffy had never gotten over him.
They went into the house by the window that Buffy previously had went out of. As they started to go downstairs, they heard Willow and Tara talking. Or was it arguing?
“We’ll find a spell in no time, get the ingredients, and make Buffy human again. And so goes for whatever person that she trusts too.” Buffy heard Willow say.
“Okay, first: We haven’t found a spell yet, even though we’ve searched your entire library! And second: It’s really complicated, what if Buffy want to be a cat?” Tara replied.
“Maybe she wants to be a cat a little longer, y’know, to relax a little, have a little more freedom and a no-slayer period. We can get Kendra to get here. Anyway, what are we going to tell Buffy? We haven’t found a spell? It’s going to be hard to tell her without her getting upset.” Tara argued with Willow.
Buffy chose that moment to make her appearance known. She and Angelus went down the stairs to the living room, where Tara and Willow were sitting in front of the fireplace, drinking a cup of hot cocoa by the smell of it.
“Oh hi Buffy! And who is this?” Willow asked.
“We’ve gotten you a box of letters, s-so you can spell words out for us, ” Tara said, with a smile. “Here, try it. Can you spell who the other cat is?” Buffy rolled her eyes, and got to it. ANGELUS was the final result. Both Tara and Willow said “oh...” at the same time. They sounded amused.
With his presence known, Angelus went to the plate between the two cups, where all the mini marshmallows were, and helped himself. He couldn’t help it, he had a sweet tooth, even though he’d never admitted it. He heard a chuckle, and the plate was replaced with a bowl full of.. catfood? No, wait a minute! Even though he was a cat, he had the same right for candy as everyone else. Buffy, currently trying to take the plate with marshmallows from Tara, didn’t succeed, and went to Angelus. They were doomed for cat food. “This sucks!” Buffy said in between chewing her so called food. Angelus grudgingly agreed.
After the meal, Buffy and Angelus was shown their bedrooms. Since Willow and Tara both agreed it would be wise to separate the two at night time, Buffy slept in the same room as them, while Angelus got the guestroom. Buffy’s bed was a small doll-bed that probably was found at their loft where all their old toys were. Lucky Angelus got a whole bed to himself.
Willow and Tara had to go out shopping again, since there was going to be two kitties living there instead of one. Angelus had explained with the letters that he wanted to stay. His exact words were: I AM BEING FORCED TO LIVE HERE. He had his pride and reputation to live up to.
After Willow and Tara was again on their way to the 24-hours open Wal-Mart, Angelus and Buffy found some leftovers of their dinner in the fridge. They both agreed that chicken curry was a lot better than the crappy cat food they were served. Both were glad they had managed to open the fridge.
Suddenly, a noise was heard from the front door. “What the hell?” Buffy said, and sneaked into the front hall. There was a big hole in the front door. Maybe it was a burglar!
“Hold on, I’ll go check it” Angelus said in a heroic way. A strange man walked in the door. Hadn’t Willow and Tara locked it before they left? Okay, cat attack one! Both acted at the same time. Buffy went for his legs and Angelus for the face. Soon, Buffy had made a pretty good job of shredding his jeans into shreds, and there were oh so many scratches at his legs. She was happy.
Angelus had a more though job. He had to avoid the arms of the now hysteric man, and still manage to damage his face. They got him on the run, but when they looked out the front door at the escaping man, there were more of them. “Uh oh...” Buffy said, almost in a shock. There was a van parked in their driveway too. It read: Wallace’s instalment. You say it, we do it.
It was maybe a cover. It could be anything. But was it a real instalment company? The men had all the same suits, with the same labelling on them.
Just then, Willow and Tara came walking through the driveway, and they passed the hysterical so called burglar as a buddy of him cleaned his wounds. He was practically covered in red angry marks. “Job well done” Angelus commented. He sported a big grin.
“Angelus! Buffy! What have you done!” Willow scolded them. “They are some guys who are going to install the new cat-door we have bought. Now you’ve scared them away!” Willow pointed at the men, who were clearly insecure about what the cats might do to them.
“I-Inside, now!” Tara yelled. She looked really pissed.
“Boy, I’d never pictured Tara for the bossy one” Angelus said quietly to Buffy, even though he knew no humans could hear, or at least understand what they spoke of.
Both Buffy and Angelus was grounded. They weren’t allowed to watch TV, go outside or do anything that the two witches thought might be fun for them. They also didn’t get any food other than the crappy cat food. Both had gotten a lecture in proper behaviour when it came o treating nice instalment-guys who were really just doing their job. Willow said that this was almost exactly the same as dogs chasing the mailman. Buffy and Angelus sulked after that. They were cats, and so did not like to be compared to lowlife dogs. (in their opinion)
AN: Thank you so much lessthanangelic1 and Spike's ho-bag. Your reviews really made my day. And I got inspiration from it too.
AN 2: This is a Buffy/Angelus story, not Buffy/Angel.
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