Spike popped up behind Buffy, "Slayer, how IS your night going?"

Buffy growled as she turned around, "Buzz the fuck off Spike. I don't need your damn shenanigans and taunting tonight. Willow is missing, and I have to kill this godforsaken plant."

Spike twirled the stun gun that he had procured off of Michael. "Hey Mikey remember this?"

Michael looked down at the ground, "What do you want 17."

Spike threw the stun gun up in the air and caught it in his other hand. "Well... I like to go by Spike, or William the Bloody to my lovers." Spike looked up at the sky. "You know. Sometimes, you just stumble upon your soulmate." He laughed, "I didn't even know that I had one." He looked at Buffy, "For a while I thought you were it. But a Slayer, and a Vampire, Angel was kidding himself, so was I...but you know...there really is someone out there for everyone."

Buffy stormed up to Spike and grabbed the gun out of his hands and threw it into the under brush, "What the FUCK do you want Spike. Tell me or I swear to God and any and all other deities up there that I will stake you."

Spike held up his hands, "Hey love, I've had a change of heart." Spike laughed at his own joke, "I've seen the light. I only suck one woman's neck now. The sweetest I've ever had, puts all those college co-eds to shame. Look, I just came here to give you the gun. I guess you're a bit stressed about the whole Willow missing thing." He backed up a step, "I swear I didn't do it."

Buffy raised an eyebrow, "Do you have a point somewhere other than on the top of your head."

Spike winced, "You're loosing your touch babe, bad comeback. Yes, I do...what is the worst thing for a plant?...? Well?"

Buffy shook her head, "Why don't you just tell me. Time is wasting, time I could use to find Willow. Spill it."

Michael beat Spike to it, "Fire. That is a stun gun, it shoots out electricity. We could set the damn thing on fire."

Spike spread his arms out, "Maybe you're not as much of an idiot as the other military stooges. Now I want something."

Buffy crossed her arms, "What?"

Spike held his hands up again, "I want to come to the wedding."

"See, now I'm thinking you've gone completely insane. Why...if you're going to..."

Spike tilted his head to one side, "Call it...well...I have a surprise and...it's a surprise. I give you my word, no biting, no feeding, no weapons, hell, I might even dance."

Buffy's arms tightened, "It takes place in the morning."

Spike nodded, "I know..."

Buffy pointed at Spike, "You move one inch out of line, I stake you in full view of everyone and push you out into the sun. Got it?"

Spike nodded and mumbled, "You'd have to get in line." He practically skipped away.

Buffy shook her head, "He's up to something."

Michael shook his head, "Nope, he's in love. Know what he's feeling. God I can't believe I just said that."

Buffy picked up the stun gun and started moving forward. "Well, you should go be with her. Because this isn't going to be any...what?"

Michael stood in front of Buffy, "You are really clueless Buffy. It isn't some act. I'm in love with you Buffy, I love you. For some reason. For all I know all your family and friends will hate it, but I can't help it."

Buffy's mouth hung open, "Oh...I...well, I really doubt they'd be down on um...you...with the whole other... you know...lesbian thing, and demon and human thing, and the whole...you l-love me...but how do you know?"

Michael shrugged, "Don't know...feel..."

"I...I can't say I feel the same. Is..uh...is that all right?"

Michael nodded, "We can still go the reception together...and maybe a date after the wedding?"

Buffy nodded, "I um...sure..." She cleared her throat, "You know...I uh...I really need to kill something right now."

A high ominous voice spoke, "How about me..."


Buffy stared at the small plant that seemed to be causing all her troubles. "This is it. You're gonna eat Sunnydale whole or something?"

The Plant guffawed which chilled Buffy and Michael to the bone (I mean, hello, plant...laughing...) "Eat it, never, I'm going to rule it. The base so that I can Take Over The World."

Buffy glanced over at Michael, "That one is Soooo original." She looked back at the plant, "See, you're a pain in my ass, I need to find my friend. So you're, going to die a horrible plant death."

The Plant did a cute little high pitched evil laugh and started to grow giant. "I will grow larger than you," slowly the Plant's voice got lower as it got larger, "And I will strangle you with my vines.

You will die a slow, horrible death."

"Been there, done that." Michael did a double take at this statement, "I'll tell you later Mike. Anyway, I could stand here and give witty retorts, but I 'm really just tired so I'm gonna burn you to the ground." She brought the gun up, "Oh, right, have you seen a young red headed female being taken away against her will?"

The Plant furrowed the vines on its 'head', "No, don't think so..."

Buffy shrugged, "Well, back to the killing of you." She shot the stun gun at a one of the vines. It ignited it with a fury.

The plant reared back, "What...are you doing to me? Stop it, Slayer...Slayer...I can feel my vines going Slayer."

Buffy shrugged, "I'm not entirely sure, but I know you're doing a bad impression of HAL."

Michael smiled, "Hey, you read the book? It was good wasn't it, the movie was just a cheap special effects bonanza."

Buffy shot another blast at the plant and looked up at the sky, "Uh...actually, kinda only saw the movie. Whole Blue Danny thing..."

"Blue Danube." The plant interjected.

Buffy growled at the Plant, "Oh, you're so smart." She fired burst after burst at the plant. Finally she aimed at its 'head', and fired the final burst. The head exploded in blue goop...

Buffy took a tortured breath, "You know of course, this is going to be hell to get ou..." The skies opened up and rain came sloshing down like Niagara Falls to put out the fire. "Well, guess someone is

looking out for Sunnydale after all. Cruel sense of humor he has..." Buffy tossed the stun gun at Michael, "Maybe they've found Willow and we can all relax, I'd like a bath, and you..."

Michael's eyes got big, "Uh..."

Buffy rolled her eyes, "Not together. You me, talking, maybe even some smoochies in there. Just have to promise me you're not going to turn into an evil twin of yourself, or that you get some chip implanted in your brain and start going all Cro-Magnon on me. 'Kay?"

Michael shrugged, "Sure...I uh...think. Maybe you can...um...tell me about your...interesting childhood."

Buffy snorted, "That would take the rest of my life Mike."

Michael smirked, "Exactly."