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And this chapter will have Warren Mears, who we all hate a lot for obvious reasons. Hope all like it.

Chapter 19- Eugh! Love-bots!

Buffy was in the workout room punching Peter who was wearing a padded suit and fencing mask, as he was the only one who could take her blows. Giles was in the background, sitting and watching.

Buffy punched. "Spike!" She punched more. "Spike wants me, how obscene is that?"

"Well, it is very strange. I can't imagine what he's thinking", Giles stood up. "Uh, not, not that you're not, uh, attractive..."

Buffy stopped punching. "I feel gross, you know, like, like, dirty."

She resumed punching as Peter asked. "But, why're you supposed to feel dirty for how he feels?"

Buffy stopped punching. "Well, aren't I responsible? I mean, something about me had to make him feel that, right? Something that made him say, "woof, that's the one for me!""

She resumed punching as Peter said. "Or maybe he's just crazy. Which he is."

Buffy stopped punching. "That's my secret to attracting men. You know, it's simple really, you slap 'em around a bit, you torture 'em, you make their lives a living hell-...and sure, the nice guys, they'll run away, but every now and then you'll meet a real prince of a guy like Spike who gets off on it."

"Or you can meet a guy who actually likes normal stuff", Peter suggested.

"I wish", Buffy sighed.

"Perhaps the reason good things don't last here is because we're on a Hellmouth", Giles piped up.

"Makes sense to me", Peter shrugged.

"Why does this have to happen to us?" Buffy wondered.

A car came around a corner and stopped by the sidewalk. The passenger door opened and a young woman got out, closing the door. She was wearing a very short, very tight pink flowered dress. She had long straight dark hair and a perpetual smile. She leaned in to talk to the driver of the car. "Thank you for picking me up. I'm very grateful for the ride."

"You sure you want to get out here? I mean, this place is kinda ..." the driver looked around. "What are you looking for in Sunnydale, anyway?"

She looked around with a smile. "True love."

Later, Summers House

Joyce was wearing a black evening gown with large flowers on it. She was spinning around. Buffy and Dawn sat on the sofa watching.

"I might like it more than the others. Can you spin around again?" Buffy asked.

Joyce spun again. Buffy smiled.

"Ooh, I'm not sure. Once more", Dawn said.

Joyce spun again, smiling at them.

"Now could you go the other way?" Buffy asked.

Joyce started to spin, then stopped and looked at them. "You're messing with me!"

Dawn laughed as Buffy said. "We just wanted to see how many times we could get you to do it."

"Was that five, or four and a half?" Dawn asked.

Joyce held out her arms. "So is anyone gonna talk about my dress?"

"I like it", Dawn said.

"You sure? I mean, it's not too mom-ish?"

"Oh. That was why I liked it."

Joyce looked disappointed.

"You're both crazy. It's not mom-ish at all", Buffy said as Joyce looked relieved. "It's sexy. It screams, "Randy sex kitten, buy me one drink and I'll..."" she paused. "Oh, wait, that's not really good either."

Dawn shook her head in agreement.

"Oh god. What time is it?" Joyce asked.

Buffy checked her watch. "4:23. You have lots of time until seven. Vast acres of time in which you could plant crops. Now tell me about this Brian and what his intentions are."

"Maybe he's a gigolo. Was his shirt all shiny?" Dawn and Buffy exchanged an amused look.

"No! He works for a publishing house. He's a nice normal guy, okay?"

"I think I've heard of those."

"He came to the gallery ... my first day back, when I was, you know, kinda shaky, starting over. And he asked a question about these antique cameos", Joyce sighed. "And I was so lost, because ... May had been doing the ordering while I was sick. Well, it turned out that he didn't know anything about them either, so we had a lot to talk about."

Dawn smiled. "So what's the plan for tonight?"

Joyce smiled. "Dinner and then a movie", she frowned. "Or maybe it was ... a movie and then dinner. Which might be better, because ... you know, then we could talk about the movie", Buffy nodded. "Or maybe a movie isn't a good idea at all, because, well, you know, you can't talk during, and, and then, you know, what's the point of any of it?" Dawn shook her head. "Oh, and about the restaurant. Do you think ... that it should be one with candles, and romantic music, or is that pushing it? Buffy, what do you think? Should I, you know, try to make things romantic, or ... sorta let him set the pace?"

"Oh, no", Buffy stood, walking across to other end of the sofa. "Love Doctor Buffy is not in. I am not qualified to give dating advice. I've had exactly two boyfriends, and they both left. Really left. Left town left."

"Honey, you just had some bad luck", Joyce assured.

"Well, you're going to that spring break party tonight. Maybe you'll find someone there", Dawn suggested.

"Mm-hmm. Or maybe Brian has a son, and Mom and I can go on some unspeakably awkward double dates", Buffy said.

"Oh god..." Joyce put her hands on her chest. "Brian. What time is it now?"

Buffy checked her watch. "4:24"

Joyce was nervous. "You sure the dress is okay?"

"Hmm. Spin again. Real fast this time", Dawn said.

Joyce gave them an amused-scolding look.

Later

Tara and Anya were talking about how the latter tripled her money when they ran into the woman.

"Hi."

Anya and Tara looked at each other, then at her.

"Hi", Anya greeted.

"I'm looking for Warren. Do you know where Warren is? And if you do, could you tell me?" She asked.

"Um, I, I don't think we know a Warren", Tara said while Anya shook her head.

"Well, all righty, no harm in asking. Thanks!"

She walked off with a smile. The others watched her go up to a guy sitting on a bench, reading the newspaper.

"Hi, do you know Warren? I need to find him"

"Uh, sorry."

Tara and Anya resumed walking.

Later, UC Sunnydale dorm

A party was going on. Buffy and Xander were having one dance with Anya's blessing when Buffy spotted Ben by the punch bowl, talking to someone.

The person walked off as Buffy walked near him, pretending not to notice, and then he saw her. "Buffy."

Buffy pretended to notice him. "Ben! Hey. I didn't even know you were here."

She walked over to him. "And again with the non-medical clothing."

"Well, actually, these are orthopedic pants."

Buffy just looked at him.

"Man, that sounded so funny in my head."

Buffy laughed a little, then gave a louder fake laugh. Ben looked surprised.

"It's very, very funny. It's funny in my head too."

Ben nodded. "You having a good time?"

"Yeah, I am. I was dancing earlier, and you know, my friends are here, so ... but, I mean, not that it's all about me. Are you enjoying yourself?" Buffy asked.

"I am now."

"So, um ... do you ... maybe ... wanna dance?"

Ben was nervous. "I'm not really good. You know, rhythm."

Buffy looked disappointed.

"Uh, sure. I'd love to."

Buffy smiled.

"Let me just dump this", he indicated his drink. "I'll be right back."

"Okay."

Ben walked off. Buffy stood by herself, looking nervous.

Xander and Anya noticed the girl from earlier enter as she called out. "Warren?"

A guy looked up nervously and ran to his girlfriend as she asked. "Did you get me my drink?"

"We gotta go, she's gonna see me", he said as he pulled her up by the hand.

"She who? What's up Warren?" She asked.

"It doesn't matter. Come on", Warren said, pulling her away.

The girl approached Xander, Anya and Willow. "I heard that Warren was here? Is he here?"

"Um, Warren who?" Xander asked.

"He's…Warren, and he's looking for me. He lost me", she said, walking off to a dancing couple. "Have you guys seen Warren?"

Tara arrived. "It's that girl again. Is she still looking for Warren?" The others nodded. "Weird. It's been like all day."

Buffy was waiting for Ben when Spike walked to her and she turned her head to notice his smirking face.

"Small world."

Buffy glared.

"Oh dear. If looks could stake."

Buffy continued glaring.

"You having fun, pet? You ... trolling for your next ex?" He looked around. "I gotta say, you can do better."

"I told you, I wa-"

"Thought I was gonna leave town? It's a free country. Free party", he reached for some snacks on the table, turning back to Buffy with a smirk. "If you want me to leave, you can put your hands on my hot, tight little body and make me."

He ate a snack and smirked suggestively at Buffy. She looked disgusted. "Get away from me."

Spike started to say something, stopped, nodded and walked away, still smirking. Ben walked up to Buffy. "Was that guy bothering you? Should I, um, offer to get inappropriately violent or something?"

Buffy smiled. "No."

Ben smiled. "Good, 'cause, honestly, I don't wanna."

Spike moved into the crowd, looking over at Buffy and Ben chatting.

"So, are you ready to dance?" Buffy asked.

"Um, first..." he was holding a small pink piece of paper.

"What's that?"

"Uh, yeah, my phone number", Ben said. "I was gonna try to subtly work it into the conversation, but it didn't pan out, and I thought I should try to give it to you before you see me dance."

He held it out. Buffy took it.

"You know, in case you wanna get coffee."

"Thank you. Um, I, I just, I-I think you should know that I ..." Buffy sighed. "I kind of have this bad history in which, you know, we go get coffee, and, well, it all ends with, with you leaving town, and you just got here and everything..."

"Apparently we'd be risking a tragic chain reaction, but ... I just really like ... coffee. I think coffee might be worth it. And I would like to get to know ... coffee better", Ben said.

Buffy smiled. "Then I'll call you."

Spike looked annoyed, walking off. He came upon the girl talking to another girl.

"Have you seen Warren?"

"No, sorry", she walked off.

"And who are you, darlin'?" Spike asked.

"I'm April", she introduced herself.

Spike looked over at Buffy talking to Ben. Buffy looked over at Spike, quickly turning back to Ben.

"I'm looking for my fella", April said.

"Maybe you just found him."

April was excited. "Really? Where?"

Spike grinned, leaning in and whispering in her ear. April looked angry.

"Oh!"

She grabbed Spike by the front of his shirt and lifted him over her head.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

Buffy and Ben looked over. Everyone in the area was staring at April and Spike.

April snarled. "That would be wrong. You are not my boyfriend!"

She threw him through a window, which shattered. Everyone stared.

Spike got up, broken glass falling all around him. He stood outside the dorm and looked in through the now glassless window. "Bloody hell! You threw me through a window! What's that about?"

"You do not make those suggestions to me. I have a boyfriend. Warren is my boyfriend."

"You know what? My bleeding sympathies to Warren."

Spike walked off.

April turned away from the window. The onlookers moved back a bit.

"No one but Warren can touch me."

She began to walk off. Buffy intercepted her.

"Excuse me. Hi. Um, uh, maybe you and I could talk. You know, 'cause, throwing Spike through a window", Buffy paused, grinning. "Well, that's really good..." she stopped smiling. "Um, but, you know, generally speaking-"

"Do you know my boyfriend?"

"Okay. I think you need to take a second and stop looking for your boyfriend."

April grabbed Buffy by the upper arms and flung her backwards. She flew back several yards and landed on the floor with an expression of pain, grabbing her arm.

"I have to find him."

April walked over to where Buffy was sitting up, clutching her arm in pain.

"If I hurt you just now, I'm sorry. And I hope that your boyfriend will take good care of you."

April walked off as Ben, Xander, Willow, Anya, and Tara rushed over to Buffy. Buffy pouted sadly as she watched April leave.

Later, Summers House

Peter had an unreadable expression as he and Dawn listened to a rather bad song, though of course Dawn liked it for some reason.

"See? Told you you'd like it", Dawn said cheerfully.

"Yeah", Peter said lamely, hiding his actual feelings. "I did."

Dawn smiled again while they heard the door open.

"Buffy's here", Dawn realized.

"Bye Dawn", Peter said as the two teens hugged while he walked down to meet Buffy.

"So, had fun?" Buffy asked.

"We were having fun, till she decided to play that awful noise in the name of music", Peter groaned.

"Yeah, sorry you had to go through that", Buffy sympathized. "But, if it makes you feel any better, my "fun time Buffy party night" involved watching a robot throw Spike through a window", Peter looked interested. "So if you wanna trade..." she paused. "No ... wait ... I wouldn't give that memory up for anything."

"A robot? Sounds interesting. Which company made it?" Peter asked.

"No idea. We're gonna work on it in the morning. Though it looked like a girl and said she had a boyfriend called Warren", Buffy said. "He probably made her."

"I can try to find out some stuff", Peter assured.

Joyce appeared behind Peter, entering the house with a big smile. "Who wants to hear everything?"

"Right, must go", Peter said. "See you tomorrow. Bye Miss Summers."

He left as both said. "Bye Rupert."

Joyce closed the door behind Peter, turned and gave Buffy a big smile. "Gosh, I'd forgotten how much fun dating can be."

Buffy smiled. "I don't know. I was standing right here. I didn't see Prince Charming. I didn't even see a goodnight kiss."

Joyce smiled, walking past Buffy to put her purse down.

"It all looked pretty tame to me", Buffy said.

"Well, I suppose by your standards it could seem pretty ..." Joyce paused. "Oh dear."

"What?"

"I left my bra in his car."

Buffy looked shocked and horrified. "Mother!"

"I'm joking", Joyce smiled.

Buffy sighed. "Good god, that's horrible. Don't do that."

"I left it in the restaurant."

Buffy put her hands over her ears and started running up the stairs. "No more! No more! No more!"

Joyce yelled up the stairs at her. "On the dessert cart!"

"I can't hear you!"

Next day, Magic Box

Buffy, Peter and the Scoobies sat around the table. Giles stood next to it. Willow was using her computer with Peter's help.

"And you're certain she was a robot?" Giles asked.

"Absolutely", Buffy said.

"Well, she practically had "Genuine Molded Plastic" stamped on her ass", Tara said.

Giles and Willow gave her looks.

"Just ... tryin' a little spicy talk."

Willow smiled.

"She was looking for someone named Warren", Anya explained.

Xander said. "Whoever he is, he knows his stuff. That girl, well..." Buffy looked at him. "That was a nice-lookin' girl."

Tara gave Xander a dubious look.

"It's okay for him to say that, 'cause I know that he really loves me only", Anya piped up as Xander leaned over to take Anya's hand. Buffy watched this a little sadly.

"Is there something the rest of us could be doing?" Giles asked.

"What can we do?" Xander wondered.

"Oh, do you have any books on robots?" Tara asked.

"Oh, yes, dozens. There's an enormous amount of research we should do before - no, I'm lying. I haven't got squat, I just like to see Xander squirm", Giles said.

Xander fake-laughed. "Funny. Charming and funny."

"Peter, you've met Vision, you would know something, right?" Buffy asked.

"Well, he isn't fully machine, he's kind of both man and machine", Peter explained. "And he does his own thing, he isn't built to please a certain person, so not much of a comparison there. This robot is mediocre in comparison."

"Oh!" Buffy said as Peter and Willow continued researching.

"Hey! We think we found him", Willow suddenly spoke up. "A Warren Mears. He went to Sunnydale High with us for a semester, and then he went to the tech college over in Dutton."

"And he was an intern in Stark Industries, specializing in robotics", Peter noted. "But was then fired."

"Now I wonder why that is", Buffy wondered.

"I've got a local address where his folks still live", Willow wrote it down. "He's probably home for spring break."

"Well, I'll go talk to him", Buffy took the paper from Willow.

"No no no no no, wait, we don't know what you're walking into", Giles looked behind him, noticing a customer standing by the counter. "Uh, we have no idea what his motive is for building this thing."

Tara said. "Um ... don't you think she's just..." she made an insinuating face.

Willow agreed. "Yeah ... she's just sort of a... " she made the same face.

Xander said. "She's a sexbot."

"Eugh!" Peter said. "What kind of guy makes that?"

"One who can't get a real person", Willow said.

"Oh, come on. The guy's just a big wedge of sleaze, don't make excuses for him", Buffy said.

Giles finished helping the customer and returned to sit with them.

"I'm not, I'm just saying, people get lonely, and maybe having someone around, even someone you made up ... maybe it's easier", Willow said.

Buffy looked pensive.

"But it's so weird. I mean, everyone wants a nice normal person to share with, but this guy, if he couldn't find that, I guess it's ... kinda sad", Tara said.

Later, Magic Box

Buffy had gone off to meet Warren while Dawn had joined the rest of the group.

"A robot? Really? Was it Ted? 'Cause I always said there could have been more than one of him", Dawn said.

"Nope, whole new robot. This one was a girl", Willow said.

"Buffy's busy tracking down the guy that made her", Xander said, putting his hand on the doorknob.

"Coming through! Coming through."

As Xander opened the door, Spike ran in, holding a blanket over himself. The blanket was on fire. The others jumped back. Spike dropped the blanket on the floor and stomped out the fire. "Fire! Fire!"

The others stared at him. Giles came forward.

"Hello, all. What's going on then?"

"Spike, you're not welcome here", Giles said.

"Yeah, and by the way, we're working on a way to de-invite you from here", Willow told him.

Spike looked surprised.

"Even if it is a public place."

"Nah, forget it. Letting him in is good, 'cause then we get to toss him out", Xander said.

"Ooh, can we throw him out the window like the robot did? 'Cause that was neat", Anya said.

"Robot? That's what she was?" Spike scoffed. "Knew something wasn't right." He looked over at Dawn, who was standing behind Tara. "Hey. Someone's glad to see me, aren't you, little nibblet?"

"Stay away from me", Dawn said.

"I think you better go", Tara stepped in front of Dawn and folded her arms.

Spike started. "Okay, now, I was afraid of this. Misrepresentations, misunderstandings, slurs and allegations. I don't know what Buffy and bug boy told you, but the thing is, the Slayer, bug boy and I worked together, side by side, to get rid of Dru. Who was up to no good. And I don't mind telling you-"

Peter picked up Spike's blanket and put it around him as he started. "Oh come on-"

"Come on Spike", Peter put an arm around and slowly walked out with him, using his superior strength to keep Spike from running back in.

"I'm just trying to-"

They reached the door and walked out, Spike hidden under the blanket, which slowly started catching fire.

"Oh God-"

"Look, I don't think you're as bad as they think", Peter told Spike, who looked hopeful. "I dragged you out so that Giles doesn't kill you, you saw his face?'

"Oh!" Spike said. "So you think Buffy and I-"

"Oh God! Not getting into that", Peter said. "But do you really love her?"

"Yeah", Spike said.

"Well then, don't show her you love her, show her why she should love you", Peter told him, and Spike looked thoughtful before Peter said. "Now, I need to show the others I'm not on your side, so I'll shove you lightly, and you stumble."

Spike started. "Now now-"

He was cut off when Peter shoved him slightly hard and he stumbled away, running off before he could catch fire. "Oh bloody Hell!"

Peter walked back in as Willow asked. "What did you say to him?"

"I told him someone would actually toss him out instead of drag him gently like I did", Peter said.

"Good. That's good", Tara said.

"That was so cool! You dragged Spike away!" Dawn said, smitten again as all groaned while Peter just chuckled nervously.

Then Peter got a text message from Buffy- "Need your help."

"I gotta go", Peter said as he picked up his bag and ran out.

Buffy and Warren were walking on the street.

"April! April, are you there?" Warren yelled before telling Buffy. "If the batteries are still working and she hears my voice, then ... she'll answer."

"She's voice-activated?"

"Well, I made it so that if she heard me and she didn't answer, it causes this kind of feedback", Warren explained.

"Wait, if you call her and she doesn't answer, it hurts her?" He looked embarrassed. "You're one creepy little dweeb, Warren."

"April!"

"Warren!"

Buffy and Warren stopped walking, looking shocked.

"April."

April was standing there holding Katrina by the neck. Katrina's feet were not touching the ground and she appeared to be unconscious.

"Where have you been? I couldn't find you, and this girl kept lying to me, and ... then she went to sleep."

Buffy and Warren stared in dismay.

"April, what did you do?" Warren asked.

April looked at Katrina, then back at Warren. "Please don't be angry, Warren. I'm trying very hard to make you happy."

"April. I want you to put the girl down", Buffy said.

"Warren? What should I do?" April asked.

Warren hesitated.

Buffy said to Warren. "Talk to her!"

"Pu-put her down!"

"Okay."

"This is Buffy. Give Katrina to Buffy", Warren said.

April lowered Katrina. Buffy and Warren carried Katrina to a nearby bench and lay her down.

"Is she broken?"

Buffy felt Katrina's neck for a pulse. "She's alive."

Warren looked relieved, moving toward April.

"Warren, honey, what's going on? Why did you go away? Is it a game?"

"No. No, this isn't a game", Warren said.

"Did I do something wrong?" April asked.

Buffy watched, still sitting on the bench holding Katrina's head.

"I waited a long time and you never came back. A long time. I made you five sweaters."

"That's great, you could go back and get them. So you could wait there, and-"

"Warren!"

He looked back at her.

"You have to tell her. And do it right."

Warren looked nervously at April.

"What is she saying, Warren? What do you need to tell me?" April asked.

Warren stammered. "April, I made a mistake."

April laughed. "You can't make mistakes."

"No I did. I thought that I made you everything that I wanted, but it wasn't really what I wanted. I'm sorry, bu-but it's over."

April smiled. "But ... I can be whatever you want. I love you. I'll do whatever you want. Would you like a neckrub?"

She moved forward reaching for Warren's neck. He fended her off. "No, hey, no. See, I - I know that you love me, but the truth is, I can't love you."

April frowned.

"I mean, it's not your fault, but... I don't love you. I love her!"

He moved out of the way, and April growled.

"She growls? You made her so she growls?" Buffy asked incredulously.

"Well….."

April grabbed Buffy and flung her away. She landed on some grass, getting up as April approached. April went over to a see-saw and lifted one end of it. She brought her arm down on the middle of the board so it snapped in half. Buffy looked alarmed. April swung the piece of wood at Buffy, who grabbed it. They grappled. Buffy kicked April in the stomach and she stumbled back, grabbing the bench to steady herself.

Buffy swung the piece of wood but April got out of the way and it slammed down on the bench, awaking Katrina, who sat up. Buffy swung again and hit April in the stomach, tearing away her dress and exposing machinery in her stomach.

"What's going on?" Katrina asked.

Warren started. "No, no, Trina-"

April's inner workings sparked.

"Get away."

Katrina got up and backed away from the fight, toward Warren.

Buffy swung the wood at April again and April grabbed it, pulling it out of Buffy's hands, then tossed it away and punched Buffy. Buffy flew backward and landed on her back, turning it into a backflip and getting up. She ducked a punch and landed another one on April.

Katrina clutched her throat. "What is ... what ... that's a robot!"

Warren said. "She wasn't just for sex."

"Is that ... is that your ex-girlfriend?"

Warren looked at her. "I..."

"No, get the hell away from me!"

She started to run off. Warren ran after her.

"No, no, no, Trina, no, Trina, wait..."

Warren's feet were suddenly webbed up, making him fall forwards as he was wrapped in webbing and Peter landed in his Spider-Man suit. "Your robot has caused damage to life and property, so you're under arrest. You have the right to remain silent, you have the right to an attorney-"

Warren tried to say something but was muffled as Peter said. "And you're disgracing the good name of nerds with your shameful actions. Very bad."

And then he kicked Warren out before turning to see Buffy and April battling. April had lifted Buffy up by the throat.

"You took my man. I'm going to kill you. I'm going to ..." she paused. "I can't ... can't crush! So ... tired."

She let go of Buffy, who coughed and gasped as April stared at her own hand. "Warren? Where are you? What's happening to me?"

Her hand slowly dropped to her side. There was a sound like machinery powering down. Buffy stared. Then she looked at Peter and the cocoon next to him.

"I'm gonna take him to the police, and then go to school", Peter said and she nodded as Peter lifted Warren up and swung away.

Later

Buffy and April sat on the swings side by side. April was leaning against the chain as it was the only thing holding her up.

"Can you cry? Sometimes I feel better when I cry. But ... there might be rust issues", Buffy said.

"Crying is blackmail. Good girlfriends don't cry."

"Oh."

"I rechecked everything. I did everything I was supposed to do. I was a good girlfriend."

"I'm sure you were", Buffy assured.

"I'm only supposed to love him. If I can't do that, what am I for? What do I exist for?" April asked.

"I don't know", Buffy shook her head. "It isn't fair. He wasn't fair to you."

April looked around, moving only her eyes. "It's getting dark."

Buffy looked around too. It looked as sunny as ever.

"It's so early to be dark."

"Yeah", Buffy said softly.

"What if he comes back and he can't find me in the dark?" April asked.

"I'm here. I'll make sure that he finds you."

April smiled. "Maybe this is a girlfriend test. If I wait here patiently this time, he'll come back."

"I'm sure he will. And he'll ... he'll tell you how sorry he is", she paused. "You know, he told me ... how proud he was of you and ... how impressed he was with how much you loved him and how you tried to help him." April smiled happily. "He didn't mean to hurt you."

"He's going to take me home, and things will be right again."

Buffy nodded. "It'll be fine."

April smiled. "When things are sad ... you just have to be patient", her speech began to slow. "Because ... because every ... cloud has a silver lining. And ... when life ... gives you lemons ... make ... lemonade."

"Clouds and lemonade, huh?"

"Yes. And ... and ..." her voice got deeper like a tape running too slow. "Things are ... always ... darkest ... before..." She stopped, frozen with a small smile on her face. Her eyes stayed open. Buffy looked at her with a frown, then looked down pensively.

Buffy turned away, then back to April, still on the swing. Sure April was a robot, but Buffy was feeling rather bad for her. It wasn't her fault she was made this way. Well, at least the creep who made her would face quite some time in prison as his creation caused damage to property.

With that, she walked off as she heard sirens.

So, Warren gets arrested already. He made a robot and left it unattended, and the robot caused damage to property. That should be enough to arrest him, especially since Sunnydale police has had an experience with a robot before. So, with him arrested, no Loser Trio, and Katrina doesn't get almost raped then murdered, and Tara doesn't die. YAY!

This episode already showed how much of a creep Warren was, Season 6 then had him be that creep we knew he was.

And I felt bad for April, since she was just made to love Warren, and the moron didn't even take out her batteries before leaving. He doesn't even have that much courtesy.

Also, fun fact, Britney Spears was originally supposed to guest star as April.

Hope everyone enjoyed and see you all next time with another chapter which is…Oh God!

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