Meanwhile, Tara and Willow are finding each other immensely
unattractive for no apparent reason, and since you're writer is not fond of
fighting, and can think of NO IDEA for an argument, she will not write
about that.
Meanwhile….
"My God, you scary demon woman, what on earth?!" Giles jumped from his sitting position, preparing to run away. Anya just giggled insanely and jumped on top of the counter in a mechanical dance motion, then, looking around, she grabbed the first available object- a feather duster- and placed it on Giles' head. While Anya attempted to do a strange exotic dance, Giles took the liberty of hitting her repeatedly with his large book. As Anya got ready to leap from the counter, Giles ran frantically from the room. Pausing at the front door, wondering where he might hide from the now-possessed Anya, he encountered Buffy, running the same direction, her red shirt torn open. In stared in rapture as she passed, and in a sudden frenzy of lust, he ran rapidly after her.
Just about the same time, Anya found herself falling from the counter to the floor, still incredibly enthralled with this new, handsome Giles. She prepared herself for the pursuit, but, just as she began to get up, Xander ran past in neon jockeys, knocking her down again. Since Anya had a high tolerance of pain, she was only curious as to why her long term boyfriend stopped at the refrigerator, removed the whipped cream and chocolate syrup, and continued running with no acknowledgement of Anya. "I think we're all possessed," she murmured to herself, "But then, it's not like I care."
Spike, meanwhile, was brooding in his crypt, watching TV that he wasn't really watching, when the door burst open and Tara stood there with a demented look on her face and nothing but a weird vinyl corset on. Spike, who, believe him, has seen a lot of weird things (in Sunnydale alone) but few things scared him more then Tara standing in his door with a vinyl corset. "Spike," she murmured quietly, "I'm not a lesbian anymore, and I want Vamps." Spike, frightened nearly out of his mind, sat rigid in his chair. "Oh my God, there is something terribly wrong here."
Meanwhile….
"My God, you scary demon woman, what on earth?!" Giles jumped from his sitting position, preparing to run away. Anya just giggled insanely and jumped on top of the counter in a mechanical dance motion, then, looking around, she grabbed the first available object- a feather duster- and placed it on Giles' head. While Anya attempted to do a strange exotic dance, Giles took the liberty of hitting her repeatedly with his large book. As Anya got ready to leap from the counter, Giles ran frantically from the room. Pausing at the front door, wondering where he might hide from the now-possessed Anya, he encountered Buffy, running the same direction, her red shirt torn open. In stared in rapture as she passed, and in a sudden frenzy of lust, he ran rapidly after her.
Just about the same time, Anya found herself falling from the counter to the floor, still incredibly enthralled with this new, handsome Giles. She prepared herself for the pursuit, but, just as she began to get up, Xander ran past in neon jockeys, knocking her down again. Since Anya had a high tolerance of pain, she was only curious as to why her long term boyfriend stopped at the refrigerator, removed the whipped cream and chocolate syrup, and continued running with no acknowledgement of Anya. "I think we're all possessed," she murmured to herself, "But then, it's not like I care."
Spike, meanwhile, was brooding in his crypt, watching TV that he wasn't really watching, when the door burst open and Tara stood there with a demented look on her face and nothing but a weird vinyl corset on. Spike, who, believe him, has seen a lot of weird things (in Sunnydale alone) but few things scared him more then Tara standing in his door with a vinyl corset. "Spike," she murmured quietly, "I'm not a lesbian anymore, and I want Vamps." Spike, frightened nearly out of his mind, sat rigid in his chair. "Oh my God, there is something terribly wrong here."