Thanks so much to all of my wonderful reviewers!
Let's get some business out of the way first.
Stargurl727: About the photograph thing… Joss established that vamps could be video taped in the second season 'Halloween' episode. Also in the second season of Angel, (the one where he moves into the hotel) Cordelia comes across an old newspaper with a photograph of Angel in it. She says something like, "It's not the Vamps don't photograph, it's that they don't photograph well. So, in my world, Vamps do show up just fine in pictures. Thanks for asking, it was something I hadn't thought about.
Livia: I'm glad you're enjoying my story! But, I feel the need to explain my feelings about Dawn. I was just about ready to quit watching Buffy altogether when the 5th season started. I hated almost every episode in the 4th season. *cough* Riley *cough*! And I really just didn't 'get' Buffy's character. The only reason I suffered through all those episodes were for Spike and Anya. Buffy was just so full of herself, and shallow, I didn't like her. Then came Dawn. Becoming an older sister, changes your whole view on life. Buffy suddenly had to put someone else before herself. She became daughter, friend, girlfriend, slayer, but most importantly, sister. The monks made Dawn Buffy's sister so that she would protect her with her life. And, as I have a sister that's five years younger, my opinion is that you will never be closer to anyone than your siblings. So, even though I might not agree that Dawn was the best character on the show, I loved how her being there changed Buffy. It made her grow up. So Dawn will come in my world as well, but I won't focus on her so much. Thanks for the Review!
Chicken: I did not mean to imply that you had called the story crap. That was my own feelings on that chapter. Thanks for the praise, I really am glad that you are enjoying it so much.
Okay, I know I said the next one would be deeper, but I decided to do a short story to introduce Anya before Christmas. It's Light-hearted and earns it's Pg-13 rating for a giant penis attack! (C'mon, it's Anya!)
Enjoy
Anyanka, demon patron saint of scorned women, sat at a table in the bronze sipping a cherry coke, while her latest charge rambled on and on about her sex-crazed ex. She was currently in the guise of her former self, a young 17 year old woman. Of course, back in her day, 1120 years ago, 17 meant you'd been married at least three years, and would be in the middle of popping out more babies than your neighbor. Even back then, you couldn't call her normal.
The demoness stifled a yawn, as she nodded to show she was paying attention. Vengeance always seemed to slack off just before the holidays, and pick back up after. She smiled at the thought of what Valentine's Day might bring.
"Are you laughing at me? Do you think this funny?" Demanded Anna, recently scorned woman.
"No, I was thinking of something else. Here, this will make you feel better." Anyanka unclasped her necklace, the source of all her power, and handed it to the young woman.
Anna wrinkled her nose in distaste.
"It doesn't match what I'm wearing." She protested.
Anyanka paid no attention, and put it on her anyway.
"Just trust me, it'll make you feel better."
Anna stared off in to space, thinking of Peter.
"Now, if you had one wish, what would it be?"
"I wish…"
***
"Take that! And that!" Buffy pummeled her now unmoving victim.
"This is what happens when you mess with my clothes!" she cried, her blows increasing with fury.
"Um, Buffy? Luv? I think you won." Spike smiled at the sight of his girl in her ripped blouse beating a poor vampire to death.
Buffy stopped herself, and threw a glare over her shoulder.
"It's not about winning, it's about punishment." She told him.
"I'm sorry?" said the bloodied vampire beneath her.
Buffy looked down at him for a minute.
"Apology accepted." She said, before shoving a stake through his heart and falling to the ground in the pile of dust he left behind.
Spike helped her to her feet, and dusted her off.
"Give me your jacket." She said shivering.
He hesitated.
She gave him a look, and reached for it.
"Here, let me do it." He said, putting it on her, carefully.
Arousal shot through both of them as his hands rested on her shoulders. She turned to face him, and he leaned down for a kiss that left them both breathless.
"Damn it! How much longer 'till you're legal?" He demanded for the third time in the last week.
She giggled.
"Five weeks! And you'd better get me one heck of a present." she instructed.
He waggled his eyebrows at her.
"No! It has to be bought from a store!"
"All my hard earned money! I bet you expect something nice for Christmas too." He teased.
Spike had gotten a job as a nighttime security officer at Sunnydale General Hospital a few weeks before. He'd gotten his first paycheck the night before, and was currently looking for a new apartment. The job paid very well, as the hospital could never get anyone to take it, or keep it very long.
Tonight was his night off, so he was helping Buffy patrol. Or more like watching her and giving pointers.
"Well, I'll be getting you something nice." She said wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Oh, I can't wait."
He was about to kiss her again when they heard a horrified scream.
"Bloody hell." He cursed.
"That's what we get for living on a hellmouth." She said, giving a reluctant sigh.
They both started sprinting in the direction of the scream.
They rounded a corner and came to a dead stop.
"What the hell is that?" Buffy demanded, unable to comprehend what she was looking at.
The screamer, a guy in his early twenties, ran passed them.
"Help! Make it go away!" he yelled.
Buffy was bracing herself to stop the 'thing' that was chasing the poor guy, when Spike suddenly realized what it was and pulled her behind him.
"Don't touch it!" he hissed at her.
The massive, fleshy, wrinkly thing, stopped in front of Spike.
"Uh, He went that way." Spike said, pointing in the direction the guy had gone.
It moved on after it's victim.
"Spike! We have to stop it." Buffy complained.
"How is it moving? It has no legs. What is it?" the slayer tried to remember about the different kinds of demons Giles had told her about.
"If you were legal you'd know." Spike was staring after it curiously.
Buffy paled.
"You've got to be kidding me!" She groaned.
"I am so not touching that!"
Spike laughed.
"But it's your job, slayer!"
"It's a giant penis, Spike!" she glared at him.
"You have to stop it." She told him.
"Yeah, right." Spike said, turning to walk in the opposite direction.
"Hey!" Buffy grabbed him.
"Don't leave me!"
Spike sighed, whipped.
Before he could say anything, Anna came running down the street, crying.
"I'm sorry, Peter! I didn't know it would come true! I'm sorry." She fell to her knees and sobbed.
Buffy and Spike exchanged a look, then Buffy ran over to the girl.
"Um, what's going on?" the slayer asked.
"I didn't know, I swear! I thought it was a joke!" she fell into sobs again.
Anyanka appeared next to Spike, a self-satisfied look on her face.
"It's marvelous isn't it?" She asked, thinking he'd appreciate her work.
"Um, sure lady. It might give some guys a complex though." He said, giving her a wary look.
She seemed so familiar.
Buffy made out the words 'wish' and 'necklace', and saw the girl point to Anyanka.
It wasn't rocket science.
Buffy ran over to the demoness and ripped the cursed jewelry from her neck.
"What are you doing? Give that back!" she demanded.
Spike held her back as Buffy threw the necklace to the ground and crunched it with her heel.
"Noooo!" Anyanka screamed.
The giant penis disappeared and everything was normal again. Well, as normal as it can be in Sunnydale, anyway.
"You bitch!" Anyanka said.
Buffy effortlessly caught the newly human girls fist in her own.
"Anya?" Buffy asked.
The ex-demon stopped struggling.
"Do I know you?" she asked.
Buffy smiled at her.
"You do now."
Anya stared in disbelief at her ruined necklace.
"What am I supposed to do now?" she cried.
"Go home?" Spike asked.
"I don't have a home!" she spat
"All I had was that necklace! For 1120 years, all I've needed was the power that necklace gave me! And now I have nothing! And it's all your fault!!!" she started crying.
Buffy looked at Spike.
The vampire sighed, and looked at the sobbing woman.
"She can stay with me." He said, resigned.
Buffy hugged him.
"You are a very good man." She said with a kiss.
Anya stared at them curiously.
"You'd let me, a complete stranger, live with you?"
"Sure, why not." He said.
"And, you'd let some strange woman live with your boyfriend? Aren't you worried he'll want to copulate with me?" she asked in her blunt manner.
"No offence, but you have no chance." Buffy told her.
She trusted Spike, more than she ever had anyone. It wasn't even an issue.
"Well, I guess it's not like I have a choice." She said.
And so, Anya moved in with Spike, which made him immediately get a much larger apartment. Three bedrooms and right in the middle of downtown Sunnydale.
The End!!!
A/N Okay, well now that, that's out of the way, you can expect the multi-part Christmas story starting next week. Sorry about this, but I needed to tie up a few loose ends!
Have a great weekend!!!!
