And here's a Christmas surprise for you - I've officially started the sequel! And it only took 2 days to crank this chapter out, so I'm taking that as a good sign.

Merry Christmas everyone :P

Previously on Roomies...

She got under the covers then pulled me right in with her, and got all cuddled up against me with her legs tossed over mine like she was tryin' to keep me there. I just held her close as the booze worked its magic in knockin' me out. "'Night, B..."

What I wasn't expecting when I woke up, was a bright light and confused mom starin' me right in the face.

"Buffy... why is there a drunk girl in your bed?"

...Aaaaand now we continue!

Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!!

Buffy's mom is starin' me right in the fucken face, and she looks pissed! I knew it was a stupid idea to go out drinking then come here to pass out. God I'm such a dumb ass...

"Mom!" Buffy shouted in surprise, untangling herself from me and sitting up to pat herself down, I guess trying to look innocent or somethin'. "What... what time is it?"

Joyce checked her watch - or at least the spot on her wrist where a watch would be if she was wearing one. So I guess she's gonna say somethin' sarcastic.

"It appears to be half past 'you have a lot of explaining to do'." She responded, before staring pointedly at the two of us. I attempted to hide under the covers, but dammit, Buffy just wouldn't let that happen.

"Explaining?" She winced.

"Yes. For starters, you can answer my first question - why is there a drunk girl in your bed?"

"I'm not drunk no more." I grumbled. Right, like that's gonna help things. You still stink like a brewery, that's damn near incriminating enough.

".....Faith?"

"Surprise." I shrugged, puttin' on my best grin. Not sure why, guess I figure maybe I can charm my way outta this like I used to be able to with other chick's moms when I would get caught.

She just sighed and shook her head, probably too damn frustrated and in shock to take in any more information just yet.

"You girls have five minutes. I'll be in the living room waiting." And with that she left.... So I'm kinda confused.

"Five minutes for what?"

After spending five minutes in the bathroom with Buffy tryin' to spiff me up (I dunno why, it didn't give us any time to change our clothes or whatever, and I think I really need to change my clothes 'cause I feel like shit) we made it downstairs to the living room.

Joyce was sitting there on one of the couches, and she gestured for us to sit on the one across from her. So we did. And now I'm startin' to freak the fuck out, 'cause I never had the whole 'relationship talk' with no one's mom before. This is probably gonna suck.

"Um... you're not gonna call the cops or nothin', are ya?" I asked, only to recieve a slap to the back of the head from my girl. What the fuck?

"No, Faith. I'm going to let it slide this time." She smiled - which then turned to a stern glare that nearly made me wet myself. "But if I find you in my house in such a condition again, or have gotten my daughter into the same sort of trouble, I will not be as forgiving."

Okay, I'd gladly face Kakistos again if it could get me outta this situation, I've about literally had the shit scared outta me. Goddamn, are all Summers chicks this scary...?

"I, uh... Well, I swear it won't happen again Mrs. S." I stuttered. Yeah I fucken stuttered, what in the hell is wrong with me?? I'm supposed to be a badass, dammit!!

"Good. Now that that's over with, there are a few more questions I'd like to ask you."

Shit, now comes the real hard stuff. Like if I'm corrupting her daughter or not... Well even though I'm not (yet, heh heh) it's still gonna be awkward as fuck!

"Go ahead." I nodded, tryin' my damnest to keep my cool. If I puke she'd probably figure it's 'cause of all the drinking, even if it isn't. Thankfully Buffy seemed to realize how uncomfortable I am, 'cause she reached out to hold my hand all sly. Too bad her mom noticed it, it's only gonna add to her suspicions.

"Now... I'm not real certain how to go about asking this, so I'll just come right out with it." Joyce sighed, lookin' directly at me. Why do I feel like there's a bullseye on my forehead? "Are you dating my daughter?"

I looked at Buffy, pleading with my eyes for her help in this 'cause I'm totally outta my league here. I'm just fucked, plain and simple. And not in the cool way...

"Ummmmyyyes?" I said, all slow and crap while not lookin' away from my girl. After all she did sorta break up with me last night, and what if she wants to keep it that way? Fuck, I hate this damn insecurity. Not used to it. Thankfully she gave me a sweet little smile, I guess trying to ease my mind. It worked, but just for a second.

"I see." Joyce nodded, pausing for a second to take it in. If only I coulda prepared myself for what she asked next... "Are you having sex?"

Oh... FUCK...

"No!" I shouted, probably a little too loud, letting go of Buffy's hand and moving away from her all quick. "No, of course not, I wouldn't... I'm not... No?"

"Why am I starting to think you aren't telling me the truth?"

"I'm, errr... We really haven't... done... anything... excuse me, I think I need some air." I muttered, getting up and running out the front door.

I sat down on the front porch and covered my eyes with my hands, taking some long, deep breaths while wishin' I brought my cigarettes with me. Then again it probably wouldn't go so hot if Buffy's mom knew I smoke too. In her eyes I'm probably already not good enough for her daughter, why add to the list of faults...

"Faith?" Buffy whispered. I moved my hands to look at her, and saw she's in the doorway - hiding behind the door? "What are you doing?"

"I was just gonna ask you the same thing, B." She just blushed and looked at herself behind the door.

"I'm still in my pajamas, I'm not going outside."

"Nobody's gonna see ya, B. Come here." She stayed in place and started to sort of nibble on her lower lip, and fuck me it's so damn cute... I got up and walked over to take her hand, pullin' her outside with me as she started to blush like crazy. "There, was that so hard?"

"If anyone I know sees me, you're dead." She mumbled, pulling me in for a hug. Which I'm still not used to, so it was pretty awkward at first. "Are you okay? You got out of there pretty fast."

"Can ya blame me? I've never been so uncomfortable in all my life..." She pulled back a little to look up at me, and she looks sorta worried so now I'm gettin' worried. So I guess we're at that relationship stage where we start to share emotions. That's a stage, right? Still pretty new to this shit.

"You're not... I mean, my mom hasn't scared you away or anything... right?"

"I'm not goin' no where, B. Your mom might scare the shit outta me, but I can handle it." I brought a hand up to brush a stray lock of hair outta her face (I know, I know, such a pussy move) and gave her that dimpled grin I know she loves. "You should know by now that nothin' is gonna scare me away from you." Now she's giving me the cutest little smile, so I know I said somethin' right. "I love you, Buffy."

She pulled me down for the biggest kiss, so incredible I'm starting to want to say the 'L' word a fuck of a lot more! I got so into it I started to forgot where we were, placed my hands on her ass and everything, until the sound of a throat clearing broke us apart. I looked over and noticed Buffy's mom standing in the doorway with her arms crossed.

Shit, how long has she been standin' there?! I just got caught feelin' up her daughter's ass, there's no way I'm getting outta this one...

"Breakfast will be ready in ten minutes, girls." She smiled. Um... what the fuck? "Oh, and if you're going to continue groping each other like that, you might want to come inside. Or charge the neighbors for the show. Your choice." She shrugged, turning to head back to the kitchen.

Okay, seriously. What the fuck?? Did I stumble into an alternate reality when I came out here? Better check to see if there's shrimp around anywhere...

"I guess my mom approves." Buffy smiled, letting out a little sigh of relief. I'm kinda still in too much shock to do anything, so I just nodded at her.

I made it through breakfast alright - well, mostly alright, 'cause Buffy was sittin' right next to me at the table and her hands were really wandering. I probably got a huge ass bruise on my kneecap from when she actually cupped my crotch through the jeans. Shocked me so much I jumped in my seat.

Really, what in the fuck was she doin'??

So anyways, after breakfast Buffy decided to be on her best behavior, so she offered to do all the dishes. Her mom told me to come with her into the living room while B was busy, so now all my nerves and shit are comin' right back.

"You'll be fine." Buffy assured me, though it really didn't make me feel no better.

"Don't mean I'm any less terrified here. She may seem cool with things, but for all we know she's gonna come at me with a goddamn chainsaw!" I whispered. We were in the doorway to the kitchen and Joyce was waiting in the living room, and there's not a whole lotta distance there... and I don't want her to hear.

"Why a chainsaw?"

"I dunno, 'cause it would hurt like shit?"

"That's so cute." She smiled, confusing the fuck outta me yet again. Guess she noticed I don't get what she meant, 'cause she kept goin'. "After all the vampires and demons and things you've faced, and my mom terrifies you. It's cute."

"Again with the 'cute' here, B. I'm startin' to think you forgot how much of a badass I am."

"I'm waiting, Faith!" Joyce called from the living room, makin' me jump and get into a defensive stance. Buffy just giggled and gave me a little kiss.

"Of course, dear. You're the biggest badass in town." She nodded, goin' into the kitchen and leaving me behind to deal.

I'm so fucked...

I walked into the living room and sat at the same couch I did this morning, only now I'm a fuck of a lot more nervous. After all, by now she's seen me groping her daughter's ass.

"Um... So, what did you want to talk to me about?" Might as well just lay it all on the line, right? Why bullshit around the issue.

Think I surprised her, 'cause she just sat there for a minute before answering me. Kinda freaked me out, what could she have to say? How bad could it suck?

"You love my daughter." She stated.

Oh.... Well shit, I didn't think she heard that. Guess she really was in the doorway for awhile watchin' us. Least she doesn't seem pissed.

"I do." I nodded, starting to wonder where this was goin'.

"And she loves you."

"I guess."

She sighed, and it seemed like... I dunno, like she's sad or somethin' now. Which is confusing, 'cause what would make her sad? She didn't seem pissed that her daughter is dating me, at least I don't think so... Goddamn, these Summers women are so hard to read!

"I don't understand this. Why didn't she tell me sooner?"

Oh... Well I guess that's it, they haven't seen much of each other in awhile so she had no clue me and Buffy are dating. That's understandable. But now this means I'm not gonna be seein' much of my girl no more, 'cause she's gotta start spending more time with her mom.

"I'm sorry."

"No, Faith. It wasn't up to you to fill me in on this." She smiled at me, and I'm startin' to wonder when the glare is gonna come back. "You make her happy, and that's all that matters to me."

"So... what, I got your blessing?" I asked, my face all scrunched up in confusion. This whole day has been such a mindfuck, nothin' is makin' sense no more.

"Yes. You have my blessing." She laughed. Well hot damn! How in the goddamn did this crap happen?? Who knew this is how the day would wind up, especially with the way it started... I still feel pretty weird about it, maybe 'cause I'm in the same booze-soaked clothes.

"Well, cool." I grinned. "Thanks Mrs S. Oh, and i'll make sure B comes by here more often. I know she hasn't really visited much, and it feels like a part of that is my fault. We've sorta been attached at the hip lately." Hey, that's what that means! I always wondered, and now it makes sense.

"Thank you."

Oh shit, now she just got up and is walkin' over to me! Please say she's not gonna hug me, please say she's not gonna hug me, please say - aw damn it!! Did somebody tape a sign to my back or some shit??

I heard some giggles comin' from the doorway, so I looked over and saw my girl standin' there looking at me all amused. She's gettin' a kick outta this, for fuck's sake! Since I was still being hugged I was able to give Buffy the finger without being detected by mom. She stuck her stuck her tongue out at me, so I just did it right back and she blushed. Why does she keep blushin' when I stick my tongue out at her? Have I corrupted her enough that it makes her mind go someplace dirty? Awesome.