Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Buffy or Angel characters. They all belong to Joss Whedon.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is just a little story that may spawn more stories if you like it, and I get plenty of reviews. Anyway, read and review on. I promise to update my others stories, I've just become dissatisfied with them at the moment, and will probably revamp them very soon.
"When my parents get here you're in deep trouble," eight-year-old Phinaeus Wyndam-Pryce yelled at the vampire bounding his legs to the chair.
"Yeah, our mummy's going to kick your arse," his twin Abigail chimed in.
"Really," the vampire feigned fear, then laughed, "your mummy's going to kick my ass?"
"Big time," Phin said kicking the vampire with his one free foot, "our mum's the slayer, and our daddy's her watcher!"
Grabbing the boy's foot, the vampire secured it, then turned to his demon face, "you're not scared are you?"
"Never," Phin replied, casually staring the demon in the face. He had seen worse, and was not impressed.
"Well, you should be," he said, standing and leaving the room, turning out the lights.
"He should be more afraid," Abby said to her brother, who nodded.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Okay, so that's the first chapter. A short one I know, but after this I'm going into the story of how Wesley and the slayer he's with (could be Buffy, could be Faith) came to get married and have kids. The final chapter will come back to whether or not the twins get rescued.