Xander, Buffy, Spike, and Anya are on the street outside of the Magic Box. Xander has just caught Spike and Anya having sex together and is coming to get his revenge. A worried Buffy, also upset by what Spike did, followed.

"Anya! How could you do this?" Xander shouted angrily, his voice echoing through the empty street.

"I don't think you have any room to complain about me!" Anya retorted. "You ran out on me on our weddingday!"

"Fine! Just get out of my sight!"

Anya turned and stomped back into the Magic Box without saying a word to any of them. Xander turned to Spike and pointed at him angrily.

"You," he growled, venom dripping in his voice.

"Me," Spike sarcastically replied, waiting for Xander to attack him in a blind rage.

Xander beckoned him with his finger to come closer. "Get over here."

"What? So you can beat the hell out of me? Not bloody likely!"

"I'm not going to beat you up, Spike," he huffed impatiently. "Now get over here."

"Yeah, I don't think so," Spike replied, taking out a cigarette and lighting it. "Fine where I am, thanks."

Buffy interrupted the proceedings. "Xander, what are you going do?"

"I'm going to give Anya a taste of her own medicine," he replied, still staring down at Spike who was innocently smoking and trying not to make contact with Xander or Buffy.

"W-what do you mean?" asked Buffy, a slight quiver in her voice.

"Exactly what I said. Spike, getoverhere!"

"Whatcha thinking there, Xand? I can't help you fix this."

"Oh, yes you can," Xander said, taking a step closer to Spike. "You can help me get revenge."

"I think you're mistaking me for your ex-fiancé, mate. She's the ex-vengeance demon, not me."

Xander continued undeterred. He took another step towards Spike, Spike reacting by taking a larger step backwards, away from the angry human before him. "You're the only one that can help me now, Spike. She needs to know the pain she's caused me by doing this."

"Xander, I don't know where you're going with this, but I'm the one you're supposed to be hating right now."

"I do hate you," Xander replied, still stepping closer. Spike retreated again.

"T-then what are you doing?"

Xander didn't reply, just took another small step forward. Realization spread across Spike's face, his eyes growing wide. His half-gone cigarette dropped out of his hand to the cold pavement below and he threw up his hands in surrender.

"Oh hell no. You've got to be kidding me!"

"What? What is he going to do?" Buffy asked, turning frantically to Spike, unsure on whether or not she should be stopping Xander.

"This bloody idiot wants to have sex with me!"

"WHAT?" Buffy shouted in disbelief. "That cannot be true! Right, Xander?"

"The only way Anya can know what it is like is if I do the same thing she did."

"Xander, no matter how you put that, it is NOT a good idea! How could you ever even think of doing that with Spike?"

"I don't want to, Buffy! But I have to do it." Xander turned back to Spike, pushing Buffy out of his way. "Come here, Spike."

"Not for all the money in the world!" Spike shouted. "This wanker has lost his mind!"

"Come on! If you can do it with Buffy and Anya, why can't you do it with me?"

"Easy! They'rebloodywomen!"

"Why does that have to change anything?"

Spike stared at him, dumbfounded. "Okay, I am so out of here. Good luck with your pathetic life. Make sure you give me a ring if you leave any more girls at the alter, I'd hate to miss another."

"How dare you!" Xander leapt at Spike, fists clenched, only to be held back from attacking by Buffy. Spike turned down an alleyway and disappeared, the bottom of this jacket swishing in the breeze as he turned the corner.

"Have you lost your mind!" Buffy shouted at Xander, still holding him back from chasing after Spike.

"Obviously! If I was sane, would I consider sleeping with Spike? Seeing the girl you love having sex with another man... guy... THING can kinda mess you up a little! But, oh wait, you did it with Spike too." Xander broke free of Buffy's grasp and walked off into the night. "Face it, Buffy. The whole world has been turned upside down."

Buffy watched Xander stalk off into the distance. She sighed unhappily and whispered to herself, "Honestly, who wouldn't want to do it with Spike? Those abs..." her voice trailed off and she walked down the street, trying to comprehend all that had occurred.