"Congratulations," jovially managed Richard Wilkins to the young lady sharing the podium with him, using every bit of the political glibness he'd gained during more than a century of secretly ruling the Boca del Infierno.
This sorcerer would've much rather massacred her and the entire audience in the City Hall amphitheater presently watching them both, but carrying out such an act of dastardly carnage live on national television didn't really fit his folksy, wholesome image. Drat!
His normally wide grin now somewhat strained, Mr. Wilkins extended his hand for a conceding handshake which was taken by Dawn Summers, now the first ever female Mayor of Sunnydale and by far the youngest in the city's history.
Cameramen from all three main networks and several cable channels zoomed in to present to millions of viewers a historic occasion when a California high school senior had run in this year's local election and incredibly won against the former mayor.
After their handshake, Wilkins politely took a step back out of the figurative spotlight to let Ms. Summers prepare to give her opening speech at the podium with its attached microphones.
Putting a benign expression on his face, Wilkins inwardly fumed on how this was causing serious delays to his supernatural ascension, what with frantically concealing over the last several days whole decades of magical influence upon the entire town and its unaware inhabitants. Alas, it was necessary, lest that silly girl somehow find out his plans to become an Olvikan demon and let slip this alarming news to her younger sister.
Glancing out towards the observing crowd, Wilkins felt a flicker of actual amusement at seeing how the Slayer, her mother, and their friends sitting in front were still evidently in deep shock at Dawn Summers' inconceivable election victory.
Hmm, this had distinct possibilities. As long as they were sufficiently distracted in dealing with that family member's recently achieving high political office and the potential for a totally inexperienced young lady to turn this into a complete debacle, the Scooby Gang wouldn't even think about the previous holder of that position.
Yes, indeedy-do! While Miss Summers rambled on about nothing particularly important, Wilkins happily schemed to both regain his old job and in the process discreetly murder everybody responsible for his recent humiliation. He eventually paid attention again when she seemed about to finish her speech.
"—and finally, I'd like to bring out and thank the visiting transfer student who worked tirelessly as my campaign manager before she goes back home to Nebraska. She's also the one who found out in the first place that the Sunnydale government elections never had in their bylaws an age requirement, which let me put my name on the ballot. Tracy, come on up!" called a beaming Dawn from the podium.
People in the audience looked around and then focused their notice upon another young lady who rose from the front row and triumphantly advanced up the steps to where Dawn was waiting. That older Summers sibling then announced to the accompaniment of Buffy Summers facepalming herself, "Ladies and gentlemen, from Omaha, here's Tracy Flick!"
Richard Wilkins mentally added one more victim to his long list of people deserving a horrible death.
Author's Note and Disclaimer: Yes, it's a crossover with the 1999 film Election with Reese Witherspoon portraying overachiever supreme Tracy Enid Flick. Apparently she took the opportunity to sharpen her political skills during the semester visit she spent at Sunnydale…