Giles sighed with impatience.
"Dawn, get *off* the phone, and give it to your sister. And turn that
racket down!" he said sharply. Dawn grinned.
"Happy to talk to, huh? I know what this is about, it's my birthday, c'mon, you can't tell me you're calling me, on my birthday, and it's not to wish happy birthday?" she giggled.
The one thing that has grown as she has got older is her power of annoyance! Giles thought, as he cleaned his glasses.
"Dawn, this is important. Give the phone to your sister," he said again.
I think her brains have been killed off by that dreadful music
"Okay, Giles!" Dawn said happily, and handed the phone to Buffy, who was standing nearby, tapping a foot on the ground, as the guests stared at her.
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"Giles, what's wrong?" asked Buffy urgently, as soon as she had escaped from the hormone filled room into the kitchen, where the scoobies stood, looking anxious.
"It's not so much, wrong, as suprising. However, we should have expected it, seeing what happened the last itme. I'm just surprised at the timing of it. Perhaps they thought we had too many, or she wasn't old enough," Giles said.
"Cut the cryptic, Giles, what's up?"
"Slayer. New Slayer. And she's about to face up to one heck of a fight." Giles said. Buffy dropped the phone.
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"Giles? What did you say? Buffy's gone into a state of shock, and if it's that bad, we need to know!" Willow remarked.
"Willow, there is an new Slayer, who has just been called. She has no idea of what it is that she is, and the Council were loathe for her to be Chosen, her situation being.." Giles paused.
"What?" Willow demanded.
"She's being pulled in from an alternate dimension."
"HUH?"
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Cat hit the alarm, and sent it flying off the chest beside her.
"Cat, get down here *now*! It's ten to eight, you have to leave soon!"
Cat sighed, as she tossed back the covers. Yet another school day at the hell hole. She pulled up the blinds, wincing at the sunlight, and quickly got into her school stuff, and brushed her teeth.
"Cat! Breakfast! Now!"
God, does that woman ever stop yelling?
"Coming!" Cat scooped her homework off the desk, and into her rucksack, as she hurtled down the stairs.
"Good morning," her mother said, standing at the bottom of the stairs. Cat rolled her eyes.
"Once again, you have managed to roll out of bed ten minutes before you leave the house. This isn't on, Cat. You must get up earlier. All that Buffy watching last night meant you went to bed even later, and I don't think you should be spending all your time watching that silly soap opera." Her mother picked up a handbag, and let herself out of the house.
Cat walked into the kitchen, and stuck some bread in the toaster.
"Hey Sam!" she said, patting the ancient Lab who came out and greeted her with a feeble wag. Glancing at the clock, realising she had exactly ten minutes for a fifteen minute walk, she grabbed her toast, and raced out the door.
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"What do you mean, new Slayer? There's been three of us already! There are two on the go! Why add another one to the Slayer package!" Buffy asked, her voice rising higher.
"Dad, didn't you say she was the Chosen *One*? "Connor asked reasonably. His Dad waved at him, staring at Buffy.
"Look, Buffy, apparently she's coming out of this other dimension tomorrow, so we can prepare. And there's this big warrior she's supposed to face, we'll do our best to help her, and then another Slayer will do her job. It's not so hard," Angel said, holding Buffy's hand.
"But, Slayers. Three of them. Weird," Oz said, and Willow rolled her eyes.
"C'mon Buffy, she's only fifteen. What's annoying about fifteen year olds?" Buffy just raised an eyebrow.
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"Hey people," Cat greeted her friends, and Jo raised a hand in greeting. The rest were engrossed in their mobile messages, and every now and then, a small 'beep' would emit, showing that the furious typing was returned.
"Okay, don't say hi,"Cat muttered, as she pulled her homework diary from her bag.
"Cool weekend?" Jo asked, and Cat rolled her eyes.
"My brother invited all his little friends around, and danced in and out of my room all night, because I wasa out babysitting," she complained.
"Done the drawing yet?" asked Fee. Carefully, Cat pulled her art jornal from her bag, and removed the chalk sketch.
"Legolas in the flesh," she said cheerfully, and then frowned. "Or, fleshless. Or, what am I talking about?" Jo just grinned. Used to Cat's babble, she took the sketch, and looked at it.
"You're really good at this, "she said, looking at the sketch Cat had worked on. They had all been on to a site that had a naked picture of Legolas, aka Orlando Bloom, but the picture didn't go far enough to satisfy the fifteen year olds. Cat had drawn a version of the sketch, based on Life classes she was taking, and the result was something to drool over until registration.
"Yeah, I know!" Cat smirked, and ducked as Jo batted her with her file.
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"So what, a teenager is going to drop from the sky today, and be the new Chosen One?' Dawn asked, as she followed Buffy round the Magic Box.
"Something like that. She's supposed to be in the exact same place I was when I died, so we're hoping that means *on* the ground, not above it" Buffy said, distractedly.
"So she's gonna be the new Scooby, huh?" Dawn said hinting heavily. She had wanted to be involved, but the first day Buffy took her on patrol, she'd broken a nail, and had cried off since then, and avoided research.
"Nuh uh. She'll be wherever the Council send her. And she'll learn from Angel and me until she gets posted. Apparently, the guy assigned to be her watcher, because she's *difficult*, died in a vamp attack, so now we have to do the beginning bit," Buffy replied.
"But she'll be younger than us, right? Fifteen. You wouldn't let *me* patrol when I was fifteen!"
"That's because you are a child. She is a teenager. And a Slayer. She has no choice," Buffy said, andpicked up a book.
^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^ "So, do you think he likes you?" Cat asked Jo, watching sureptitiously the guy sitting in the corner of the cafeteria.
"I don't know!" Jo sighed, flipping her long auburn hair over her shoulder. Drop dead gorgous, Jo was the only one who didn't believe it.
"He's coming over!" Cat whispered, and Jo started talking about boring stuff they'd learnt today as the guy got closer to their table.
"Hey, Cat, you're in my art class, right? Who's this?" Ben asked, indicating Jo. Cat smiled. "Didn't you say you were looking for a French tutor?" she asked Jo. Jo looked confused. Yeah, she wasn't doing so good in French, but what did that have to do with the guy standing in front of her?
"Ben here's fluent. He could give you a hand, couldn't you Ben? This is Jo, by the way!" Cat laughed. Ben looked at Jo.
"Yeah, sure. When do you want to start?" he asked. Jo smiled.
"Anytime."
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That night, Cat sat in her PJs in front of the computer, and signed in to MSN.
'Jo is online' read the little doodah, and she clicked on it.
-Hey Chica
-Hey! Ben taught me the future conditional!
-Ooh, fun! Tlking and luvin r we?
-Shut up! Oh god, I've got OMWF playing in the backround, and I've got SMG stk in my head.
-Who would b so stoopid 2 dump Spike? The guy's in love!
-Yeah, but Joss can't let anyone b happy. That's against the buffyverse!
They continued in this vein, until Cat's mum decided that sleep was more important tonight, and she fell asleep.
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A blinding flash lit up the bedroom, and Cat sat up, her eyes open, staring blearily, as the scenery changed, and the air around her went cold. Trying to stand up, she found herself suspended in mid air, and dropped.
"Oh fu**!"
"Happy to talk to, huh? I know what this is about, it's my birthday, c'mon, you can't tell me you're calling me, on my birthday, and it's not to wish happy birthday?" she giggled.
The one thing that has grown as she has got older is her power of annoyance! Giles thought, as he cleaned his glasses.
"Dawn, this is important. Give the phone to your sister," he said again.
I think her brains have been killed off by that dreadful music
"Okay, Giles!" Dawn said happily, and handed the phone to Buffy, who was standing nearby, tapping a foot on the ground, as the guests stared at her.
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"Giles, what's wrong?" asked Buffy urgently, as soon as she had escaped from the hormone filled room into the kitchen, where the scoobies stood, looking anxious.
"It's not so much, wrong, as suprising. However, we should have expected it, seeing what happened the last itme. I'm just surprised at the timing of it. Perhaps they thought we had too many, or she wasn't old enough," Giles said.
"Cut the cryptic, Giles, what's up?"
"Slayer. New Slayer. And she's about to face up to one heck of a fight." Giles said. Buffy dropped the phone.
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"Giles? What did you say? Buffy's gone into a state of shock, and if it's that bad, we need to know!" Willow remarked.
"Willow, there is an new Slayer, who has just been called. She has no idea of what it is that she is, and the Council were loathe for her to be Chosen, her situation being.." Giles paused.
"What?" Willow demanded.
"She's being pulled in from an alternate dimension."
"HUH?"
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Cat hit the alarm, and sent it flying off the chest beside her.
"Cat, get down here *now*! It's ten to eight, you have to leave soon!"
Cat sighed, as she tossed back the covers. Yet another school day at the hell hole. She pulled up the blinds, wincing at the sunlight, and quickly got into her school stuff, and brushed her teeth.
"Cat! Breakfast! Now!"
God, does that woman ever stop yelling?
"Coming!" Cat scooped her homework off the desk, and into her rucksack, as she hurtled down the stairs.
"Good morning," her mother said, standing at the bottom of the stairs. Cat rolled her eyes.
"Once again, you have managed to roll out of bed ten minutes before you leave the house. This isn't on, Cat. You must get up earlier. All that Buffy watching last night meant you went to bed even later, and I don't think you should be spending all your time watching that silly soap opera." Her mother picked up a handbag, and let herself out of the house.
Cat walked into the kitchen, and stuck some bread in the toaster.
"Hey Sam!" she said, patting the ancient Lab who came out and greeted her with a feeble wag. Glancing at the clock, realising she had exactly ten minutes for a fifteen minute walk, she grabbed her toast, and raced out the door.
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"What do you mean, new Slayer? There's been three of us already! There are two on the go! Why add another one to the Slayer package!" Buffy asked, her voice rising higher.
"Dad, didn't you say she was the Chosen *One*? "Connor asked reasonably. His Dad waved at him, staring at Buffy.
"Look, Buffy, apparently she's coming out of this other dimension tomorrow, so we can prepare. And there's this big warrior she's supposed to face, we'll do our best to help her, and then another Slayer will do her job. It's not so hard," Angel said, holding Buffy's hand.
"But, Slayers. Three of them. Weird," Oz said, and Willow rolled her eyes.
"C'mon Buffy, she's only fifteen. What's annoying about fifteen year olds?" Buffy just raised an eyebrow.
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"Hey people," Cat greeted her friends, and Jo raised a hand in greeting. The rest were engrossed in their mobile messages, and every now and then, a small 'beep' would emit, showing that the furious typing was returned.
"Okay, don't say hi,"Cat muttered, as she pulled her homework diary from her bag.
"Cool weekend?" Jo asked, and Cat rolled her eyes.
"My brother invited all his little friends around, and danced in and out of my room all night, because I wasa out babysitting," she complained.
"Done the drawing yet?" asked Fee. Carefully, Cat pulled her art jornal from her bag, and removed the chalk sketch.
"Legolas in the flesh," she said cheerfully, and then frowned. "Or, fleshless. Or, what am I talking about?" Jo just grinned. Used to Cat's babble, she took the sketch, and looked at it.
"You're really good at this, "she said, looking at the sketch Cat had worked on. They had all been on to a site that had a naked picture of Legolas, aka Orlando Bloom, but the picture didn't go far enough to satisfy the fifteen year olds. Cat had drawn a version of the sketch, based on Life classes she was taking, and the result was something to drool over until registration.
"Yeah, I know!" Cat smirked, and ducked as Jo batted her with her file.
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"So what, a teenager is going to drop from the sky today, and be the new Chosen One?' Dawn asked, as she followed Buffy round the Magic Box.
"Something like that. She's supposed to be in the exact same place I was when I died, so we're hoping that means *on* the ground, not above it" Buffy said, distractedly.
"So she's gonna be the new Scooby, huh?" Dawn said hinting heavily. She had wanted to be involved, but the first day Buffy took her on patrol, she'd broken a nail, and had cried off since then, and avoided research.
"Nuh uh. She'll be wherever the Council send her. And she'll learn from Angel and me until she gets posted. Apparently, the guy assigned to be her watcher, because she's *difficult*, died in a vamp attack, so now we have to do the beginning bit," Buffy replied.
"But she'll be younger than us, right? Fifteen. You wouldn't let *me* patrol when I was fifteen!"
"That's because you are a child. She is a teenager. And a Slayer. She has no choice," Buffy said, andpicked up a book.
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"I don't know!" Jo sighed, flipping her long auburn hair over her shoulder. Drop dead gorgous, Jo was the only one who didn't believe it.
"He's coming over!" Cat whispered, and Jo started talking about boring stuff they'd learnt today as the guy got closer to their table.
"Hey, Cat, you're in my art class, right? Who's this?" Ben asked, indicating Jo. Cat smiled. "Didn't you say you were looking for a French tutor?" she asked Jo. Jo looked confused. Yeah, she wasn't doing so good in French, but what did that have to do with the guy standing in front of her?
"Ben here's fluent. He could give you a hand, couldn't you Ben? This is Jo, by the way!" Cat laughed. Ben looked at Jo.
"Yeah, sure. When do you want to start?" he asked. Jo smiled.
"Anytime."
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That night, Cat sat in her PJs in front of the computer, and signed in to MSN.
'Jo is online' read the little doodah, and she clicked on it.
-Hey Chica
-Hey! Ben taught me the future conditional!
-Ooh, fun! Tlking and luvin r we?
-Shut up! Oh god, I've got OMWF playing in the backround, and I've got SMG stk in my head.
-Who would b so stoopid 2 dump Spike? The guy's in love!
-Yeah, but Joss can't let anyone b happy. That's against the buffyverse!
They continued in this vein, until Cat's mum decided that sleep was more important tonight, and she fell asleep.
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A blinding flash lit up the bedroom, and Cat sat up, her eyes open, staring blearily, as the scenery changed, and the air around her went cold. Trying to stand up, she found herself suspended in mid air, and dropped.
"Oh fu**!"