The Science of Slaying
Cilia
(Written in response to a challenge from my beta-reader: Willow without magic)
"No, no, no," the frustrated voice of Willow shouted trying to fan the smoke away from the circuitry she was working on. Her blue hazel flaked eyes hidden behind thick goggles and her red hair pulled up into a tight ponytail while she wore wearing just a white tank-top and pair of her old blue dungarees from high school. She was in her dungeon like Xander called it, a tiny lab hidden in the basement of Sunnydale University and she was working on her latest idea.
In the two years since graduating high school a few things had changed. They were all older and a bit wiser although in her humble opinion not by much. Buffy had hung out with some military types for a while and that hadn't ended well. She herself had dabbled in magic with little success, but had discovered a something a lot more interesting about herself and girls. Xander had joked that she was a few years too late for the realizing girls are awesome party, but he welcomed her anyways, by dragging her to a strip-club.
Tara, the girl who tried to teach her magic and in the end had ended up teaching her a lot more about herself was gone. Now she was more focused on her first love, computers and to that extent science. The sign on the door said 'Willow's Laboratory No Entry that means you Xander and Faith', it was a small, but well organized spaced. A battered and beaten looking laptop rested on the workbench and what looked like half completed gauntlet made out of polished aluminum rested smoking on the workbench as she finally gave up and poured some of her water on the small flame.
"Why won't you work?" she asked the un-cooperating circuit board, holding up the blackened piece of green plastic and pushing her goggles up onto her forehead. Throwing the burned out board into the trash she sat down heavily on her chair, resting her chin in the hands she studied the unfinished gauntlet. She'd woken up with this idea in her after yet another brush with Armageddon where she had been relegated to the sidelines.
All she wanted to do was help Buffy out, here she was the brainiest Scooby and she was getting tired of her role as research monkey. Sure she helped out by making weapons and gadgets, but she wanted to be there with Buffy, helping her out and fighting side-by-side.
It didn't help that after Tara left for parts unknown she had started to notice her dearest Slayer-shaped friend in a lot more detail than before. She now understood very well why Xander had fallen on his ass that first day at Sunnydale High when Buffy had walked into their life.
"Why are things never easy?" she ask the gauntlet and then an idea sparked in her brilliant mind as she ran to a bank of generators she'd snuck into the lab with Buffy and Faith doing the heavy lifting. "So simple!" she shouted and start drawing heavy rolls of cable from the generator and onto the workbench. Pressing the wrist of the gauntlet a socket popped up from it and she wiggled the pins of the cable into it.
"I'll just make it a capacitor," she said to herself and pulled her goggles back down over her eyes and then threw the switch. The entire room seemed to start to hum and the ceiling lights started dimming and her laptop went into hibernation mode. "Work, work," she muttered almost if willing her invention into life. The crackling electricity filled the air making the hairs on her arm stand up and then the hair on her head not contained in the ponytail.
"Yes, yes!" she chanted and then her eyes went wide behind the goggles as the gauntlet overcharged and there was loud crackling explosion of blue that send her flying back. The lights went out and she landed with a thud in her thinking chair, a beaten up lazy boy that Xander had gotten her after finding her sleeping on the floor of the laboratory.
Coughing in the darkness she waved the smoke out of her way and stumbled to the generators and turned them off. Cutting of the flow of power to the gauntlet and the lights came back and her laptop pinged back to live. Pushing her goggles up again she slowly made her way to the workbench and the gauntlet looked no worse for wear. Five blue LED lights on the back of it where lit up though, indication that it was fully charged. She carefully unplugged the cable and pushed the socket down into its housing. Picking it up she looked around the laboratory and found a lonely leather glove Faith had forgotten during one of her visits. Slipping it on and flexing her fingers before picking up the gleaming gauntlet.
"Here goes nothing," she muttered and slipped it on. Strapping it to her forearm she turned her hand over and moved her fingers. "Mobility is good," she kept muttering and then she pointed it at a battered looking sparing dummy she'd 'borrowed' from Giles for weapon testing. "Here goes nothing," she said again making a fist and pointing it at the dummy. Her fingers found the buttons built into the palm of the gauntlet. She pressed one and ball of blue crackling plasma shot out of the top of the gauntlet. The force of the blast threw of her aim of so it blasted a huge chunk out of shoulder of the dummy and punched an inch deep hole into the concrete wall behind it. One of the five blue lights on the gauntlet went out with the discharge of energy.
"Owwy!" she cursed shaking her aching wrist and arm as she tried to blink the dots out of her vision. Still seeing spots she made her way to the charred dummy and let out a whistle and then looked at the hole in the wall behind it. "Right goggles are a must at least," she said to herself pulling her goggles down again and then she held out her hand, but this time used her other one to support herself. "Level two test," she exclaimed and pressed two buttons on the palm of the glove. The recoil jolted her backwards, but this time the blue plasma discharge was on target, blowing the upper torso for the dummy clean off. "Oh Willow likes," she giggled. Now how to use this new toy was the question. Looking around she let out her evil scientist laugh, because it seemed fitting. "Muhahahhaha!" she cackled and didn't notice the door opening and Buffy staring at her, she had locked it before starting, but she'd long ago given the Slayer her own set of keys.
"Okay that's not worrying at all," the blond Slayer drawled carefully stepping into the room, seeing the blasted dummy and Willow having one of her moments, but she had to admit that the red-head did look sort of cute when she let her mad scientist side show. A few of Willow's hairs had come undone and were standing on ends making her look every inch the crazed genius.
"Oh Buffy, didn't see you there," Willow said right away trying to hide her gauntlet behind her back. Buffy had been coming to visit her more often lately she'd realized and always in a new outfit it would seem. Things hadn't gotten a little hairy lately and Willow when she wasn't working in her lab or studying had tried to give her friend as much platonic support as she could.
"I bet you didn't," Buffy teased her walking around the small lab looking at various small gadgets sitting on shelves. Making sure to sway her hips as she walked, she'd just bought these pants and she was curious as to what Willow would think and maybe she'd finally get the hint.
Willow however was trying to undo the straps on her newest toy behind her back, but she couldn't stop admiring Buffy's butt and how nice it looked in her tight pants. It made any manual dexterity or rational thought for that matter very hard, along with her nipples.
"So what brings you down here…" she stammered a bit as the blond Slayer ran a finger across her laptop, the screen coming to live and showing the wallpaper Willow had hoped she wouldn't see. It was a holiday snap of the pair wearing only in spa-robes and grinning at the camera while pressing their cheeks together.
"Just wanted to find out why the power went out in the dorms," the Slayer grinned as she stalked over to the red-head who was still trying to get the gauntlet off without being noticed.
"Oh that wasn't me," she lied and squirmed a bit as Buffy was now only a few inches away from her. She could smell her subtle perfume and the naughty part of brain pointed out to her that their breasts were almost touching.
"Sure, whatever you say Willow," she said in a teasing tone of voice while looking down at the aroused state of Willow's breast showing through her top before turning away and spotting a bright red button on the workbench. "I'll guess I'll just have to find out if it was this button that did it," she giggled and Willow's eyes went wide as she gave up trying to get the gauntlet off.
"You… don't want to push that button Buffy," she stammered as the blond Slayer sensually started fingering the rather comically large button.
"Why, don't you like me pressing your buttons Willow?" she teased and licked her lips while rubbing the button rather suggestively.
"I love you pushing my… I mean pushing that would be bad!" Willow stated turning bright red and thanks to her skimpy top Buffy could see just how far the blush went.
"Maybe I'll just push it and see what happens…" the Slayer purred before sucking on her finger sensually and placing it square on the button.
Willow wide-eyed in terror did the only thing that made sense to her at that moment. With the gauntlet still on her arm she grabbed the Slayer by the shoulder, spun her around and placed a firm kiss on her lips.
At first she was just going to call the blond woman on her bluff and get her way from the button, but then she felt incredibly strong arm wrap around her and the kiss deepened. She could feel Buffy pulling the goggles of her head and freeing her hair from the tight ponytail it had been contained in. She felt her hair falling over her shoulders and then he felt Buffy's fingers running through it making her moan and press herself against the Slayer.
Then it was the Slayer's turn to go wide eyed as Willow grabbed the shorter girl by the bottom. The blond Slayer yelping into the kiss at the feel of cold metal on her posterior as Willow lifted her up onto the workbench. Not looking what she was doing, Willow in her rush placed the Slayer's shapely bottom squarely on the button she'd been trying to prevent her from pushing.
"Emergency shut-down in progress," a mechanical voice stated but Willow was too busy trying to pull Buffy's top of with a gauntlet on one hand to worry about it and she could feel Buffy's hands inside her dungarees.
The lights above them sparked before the lab went dark and giggling moans could be heard from both girls. With the last coherent words heard being; "Oh Willow what took you so long!" Which were followed by Willow's rather loud protest of; "Hey I thought you were straight!" which were drowned out by the sound of wet kissing and ripping fabric of what had been Buffy's new pants.
Maybe the end…
Wrote this is a one-shot and I'm currently working on my other story Through Thick and Thin, but if enough people like this I'm all for expanding on this little universe. Just a little hint.
