Willow and Leah

Leah stormed into "The Bronze". She couldn't believe it! Her "faithful" werewolf boyfriend imprinted on her cousin! And what did he say to her when she found out? 'Oh, sorry Leah, these things just kinda happen.'

"ARRRGH!" shesaid in frustration. Walking and sitting on a coach next to a semi-drunk redhead.

"Boy troubles?" the girl hiccupped to Leah.

"You have no idea." Leah returned darkly.

"Oh I think I do. Couple hours ago I found my boyfriend of about three years locked in a cage naked with Veruca, the singing wonder slut." The redhead slurred.

"I can top that. My boyfriend, who loved me, has taken up with my cousin."

"Ouch."

"Yep. Hi, I'm Leah." She held her hand out to the redhead.

"Hello Leah, I'm Willow. Want some, uh, I'm not quite sure what it is, but I'm calling it happy juice." Willow offered, handing out the "happy juice" to the dark-haired girl.

"Why not?" Leah shrugged taking the bottle from Willow and gulping a large swallow. Almost immediately she could feel warmth and numbness seeping through her body.

"So," Willow said, "What was your cheatin' dog's name?"

"Sam." Leah answered, and then giggled drunkenly. "You said dog, that's funny cause Sammy is a werewolf!"

"WOW!" Willow said in awe and comprehension. "So is mine! That was why he was in a cage! My friends and I lock him up so he can't hurt anybody. This morning I was bringin' some breakfast to him and what do I see? I see him and Veruca in all their nakedness. Who would of thunk it? Oz was the perfect boyfriend." A tear leaked out of Willow's eye and she turned to Leah. "Why did I have to love him?"

Leah sighed. "I don't know. I don't know why perfectly normal girls like us have to date on the lupine part of the dating chain."

"You know what? I say screw them!" Willow exclaimed standing up, swaying slightly.

"Yah!" Leah agreed as she lurched up with the empty bottle of "happy juice" in hand. "Who needs crappy cheating werewolves who can't keep it in their stupid pants!

"Oh, I don't feel so good." Willow groaned clutching her stomach.

"Me either." Leah moaned dropping the bottle.

"I think I'm gon-."

"Me t- "

"BLLLLAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Puke flew everywhere and the dance floor soon became a slip and slide of regurgitated "happy juice".