The Scoobies hunkered down for a long day of research. Ever since Sunnydale had been destroyed they had been shacking up in the Hyperion. They really didn’t trust Angel one hundred percent but Buffy had assured them that he was still on the side of good. Mostly... After bailing him out of the all-out brawl of the century the Scoobies had banded together with the remaining members of Angel Investigations. Willow had reinforced the wards that were in place on the Hyperion and Conner had moved back in there while going to school at a local community college. It was under the pretenses of getting more training from Angel but everyone had a sneaking suspicion that Dawn might have had a factor in it.
The only good thing that had come out of fighting the Circle of the Black Thorn was that it had brought back a few familiar faces to their group. Oz had shown up saying that his Shaman had a dream concerning them and that he was needed back on the home front. After realizing that Sunnydale was nothing but a crater he had come to Angel for answers. What he had found was the last thing that he had expected. Love. With a Slayer. She was his exact opposite and he had a sneaking suspicion that he had asked her out after Willow dumped her just to get back at Willow for picking Tara over him. He knew it was petty. It wasn’t at all like him. He was confused that he had even asked her out. But it was done and he actually liked her. The explosions of violent temper. The sulks. The occasional tantrums. As a bonus, he didn’t have to be worried (as much) when he wolfed out because she had slayer strength and all. The only hard part was when it had come out and he had actual hurt Willow.
After Willow had found out that Kennedy was dating Oz she kinda freaked. It wasn’t like she was in love with either one of them anymore. I mean really in love. But it still hurt. I mean what if they compared notes on her. Kinda freaky! It just made her wonder what the Goddess had in store for her? She was having a little religious crisis right now and all of the extra research that Giles had heaped on her didn’t help.
Buffy had sneaked upstairs to put some highlights in her hair. It wasn’t like she was much use in the brainy part of their fight against evil. Plus Spike said that he like it when her hair is blonde. She snuck back downstairs her hair in a towel.She had twenty minutes of pure living hell. Research. She almost groaned aloud. And that would be bad since she was supposed to be down here all this time. She snuck in towards the back of the group. Giles was droning on and on about some terrible evil coming their way. Blah. Blah. Blah. Ooohhh! Cheese! Xander God bless his heart had gone on the Atkin’s diet. No more donut munching goodness. But, cheese was much better alternative than the dreaded plain veggie tray. She felt like she had to support him and his carb hating phase but it was sometime REALLY hard not to have a donut... Munching away on a mozzarella slice she sat back contentedly. Darn, no crackers.
She heard her mental ding. Actually she had been ignoring it for a while now. Xander had picked out a wide assortment of different cheeses and the mental debate over what cheese was superior had occupied her mind for ooohhh... about thirty-five minute??! OH NO! She jumped up startling everyone and ran out of the room. Rinsing out her hair she prayed that everything was going to be alright. No such luck. Staring back at her was she-hulk. Bright. Bright green tresses hung down past her shoulders. She heard a snort behind her. Since she had been staring at the mirror engrossed in the horror before here she had failed to pick up on the two vampire signatures lurking behind her. Oh great!
“OUT! Get out!” She pointed to the door.
Spike was openly grinning as he raised his hands and backed out the door. “See you tonight, Jade-i-locks.” He narrowly missed the hairbrush that was flung at him.
Angel sidled up to her. “Ummm... Buffy. I’m not sure if this was the look you were going for but, it doesn’t look that bad...”
Knowing that he was just trying to butter her up she snarled, “Why don’t you just leave me to my isolated cookie-ness!”
Angel’s brow grew heavy and menacing. Full brood. Buffy stomped her foot, “Go on! I don’t even have a crumb of a cookie for you!”
After they left she groaned out loud. Her hair dresser was going to kill her. After the blue incident she had promised not to do this again. He was going to charge her double. She just knew it. Putting her hair up in a pony and putting on a baseball cap was the best she could manage for now. She shuffled downstairs, back to the old cheese debate...
She sat down and saw that Spike was giving her that smirk. Oh! He was going to get it! She heard a word that caught her attention. Giles had been talking for HOURS... There it was again. Buffy raised her hand like a little school girl. Giles continued on with whatever his train of thought was. She started to wave her hand back and forth trying to get his attention.
She heard Giles impatient sigh, “Yes Buffy whatever is the matter?”
“Ummm... Did you just say Glory?”
She heard a growl of frustration come from Giles mouth. “I most certainly did. Where where you when I explained the prophecy? Glory is going to make one final attempt to cross over to her original realm. It seems that we should have destroyed her host body completely before burying it. Now she has the means to come back... Good God Buffy! What happened to your hair?”
She winced. “A experiment?” she said lamely.
He shook his head astounded yet again by the anarchy that surrounded him. That they had survived one apocalypse continually amazed him. “I suggest that you all outfit yourselves for battle. We have to find Ben’s body and destroy is. As distasteful as it seems.”
Three hours later they had all made it to the crater where Sunnydale had once stood. Willow had done a locator spell in hopes that it would still work on the dead. Low and behold it did. Soon they had their digging supplies out and were going at it full force. Xander sat back his arms propped up on his shovel watching the others dig away. The three powerhouses were at it. And Xander’s feverish mind was wondering how much they would charge if they would work on one of his crews. He heard his stomach growl. He hadn’t had his mock mashed potatoes... No delicious gazpacho soup! His stomach growled again. He muttered, “I feel like taking this shovel and eating it!”
Illyria was lounging right by him and gave him a curious look. “Puny man. I thought that you subsisted on cheese. Do you eat wood also?”
Xander was ready for this question. Having dealt with way more inappropriate ones from Anya had that effect on him. “I actually prefer cheese. I am the cheeseman if you will. Nope no wood for me!”
Illyria looked away as if bored with this information.
He started to feel uncomfortable. As if a thousand creepy crawly things were all over him. He noticed that all of the others were feeling around making sure that nothing was crawling on them. “Geez, even Spike got the wiggins”
The coffin cover burst open revealing a shrivelled up maggoty version of Glory/Ben. Her eyes glowed green. So did Dawn’s. Dawn felt the pull of Glory’s power and was helpless to resist her. She backhanded Andrew out of the way.
From where he lie on the ground he whispered, “Oh Dawnie... You're going Sarks on us now?”
Glory looked down at her shell. “What? They buried me in a suit? And not even an Armani one?”
Buffy threw in a couple of punches to Glory’s face. “You should have seen what they buried ME in! Talk about embarrassed!”
Glory backhanded her sending her into Angel and enraging Spike who had tried to jump on her back. Dawn had been waiting for him and punched him with all of her Glory augmented strength.
Illyria had watched the fight with growing interest. Gazing at Xander she asked, “Who is this being?”
“Oh just a hell god that is going to beat the living crap out of us all... Y’know the usual.”
Illyria looked at Glory as if measuring her up. “She is no match for me, Cheeseman”
Xander cheered enthusiatically, “Go Blue!”
Illyria walked straight up to Glory and punched straight through her maggoty head effectively destroying her threat. The green glow faded from Dawn’s eyes and everyone took thorough enjoyment in hacking Glory’s body to pieces.
The end.
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