Spike untangled himself from Tara's octopuss-like hands and legs, picked
her up and flung her onto his table. "Good GOD! What the fuck is wrong with
you? You can't just stop being a lesbian like that!" He tried to snap to
demonstrate his point, but he was too frustrated. Tara looked at him
seriously for a moment, then grabbed him by the shoulders and forced him to
kiss her.
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    Buffy rubbed her aching head. There really WAS something terribly wrong here. A sex curse or something. Not only were people chasing each other around in hopes of it, they were totally ignoring their usual feelings. Anya didn't seem to mind that Xander was attacking Buffy. In fact, ANYA attacked GILES. Buffy stiffled a giggle. Giles was getting alot of action today! Buffy contemplated going home and finding Tara so she could un-do the spell But then she felt a little bad about leaving Giles in the hands of Anya. She spun on her heels and went to rescue him. She didn't exspect to find it so funny. Anya was dancing a mad dance around a sitting Giles, who still could not manage to free his head from his sleeve. He wiggled furiously and started to call out, but Anya just grabbed his head with her left hand as she continued her odd dance (Buffy later dubbed this the Demon Dance). "Um, Anya," Buffy raised her hand to remove Anya's from Gile's head. "I think you should leave Giles alone, Anya." Anya looked angry. "Just because you want him!? NO! Giles is mine!" Anya kicked Buffy and threw herself into Gile's lap. Giles, who still could not see, cried out in surprise. Buffy huffily pulled off Giles' sleeve and pushed his head through the proper hole. "Oh, BUFFY! THANK GOD!" Giles cried. Anya grabbed his cheeks like a little girl and started to sing a song something like 'patty cake' except much more dirty. Buffy sighed and realized it was no good, she would just have to find Tara to figure out what the hell was going on. Buffy turned around to walk away, but Giles, in a frenzy to escape his patty-cake partner, grabbed Buffy's ankles desperately. "NO! NO! BUFFY DON'T LEAVE ME!" Buffy was incredibly annoyed at this, so she continued trying to walk. Left, right, left- Suddenly she felt more weight. She looked behind her. Anya had attatched herself to Giles's ankles. "NO! NO! YOU CAN'T TAKE HIM! I WON'T LET YOU TAKE MY NEW-FOUND ENGLISH MUFFIN! MY BANNANA CREAM PIE! HE'S MINE!" Buffy tried to take another step, but she wobbled from the weight and flopped to the ground. Anya laughed evilly. Buffy, who would not be defeated, began to crawl like an infant. The house resident poked his head out, saw what was happening, and quickly called the police.
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   "XANDER! YOU'RE ALL MINE, SUGAR LUMP!" Xander ran faster. "I didn't even know 'sugar lump' was a part of your vocabulary!" He shouted as he dashed faster, whipped cream falling from his face. Suddenly he heard a crash and looked behind him as he kept his speed. "Willow?" And then all went black.
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   Next thing he knew he was in a hotel room and Willow was dancing rapidly around the room with the soundtrack to 'Footloose', she was also awkwardly stripping. Xander rubbed his head. He had run into a lamp post. Xander felt something on his hand. AND HE HAD BEEN TIED TO THE BED!
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    Buffy rubbed her aching head. There really WAS something terribly wrong here. A sex curse or something. Not only were people chasing each other around in hopes of it, they were totally ignoring their usual feelings. Anya didn't seem to mind that Xander was attacking Buffy. In fact, ANYA attacked GILES. Buffy stiffled a giggle. Giles was getting alot of action today! Buffy contemplated going home and finding Tara so she could un-do the spell But then she felt a little bad about leaving Giles in the hands of Anya. She spun on her heels and went to rescue him. She didn't exspect to find it so funny. Anya was dancing a mad dance around a sitting Giles, who still could not manage to free his head from his sleeve. He wiggled furiously and started to call out, but Anya just grabbed his head with her left hand as she continued her odd dance (Buffy later dubbed this the Demon Dance). "Um, Anya," Buffy raised her hand to remove Anya's from Gile's head. "I think you should leave Giles alone, Anya." Anya looked angry. "Just because you want him!? NO! Giles is mine!" Anya kicked Buffy and threw herself into Gile's lap. Giles, who still could not see, cried out in surprise. Buffy huffily pulled off Giles' sleeve and pushed his head through the proper hole. "Oh, BUFFY! THANK GOD!" Giles cried. Anya grabbed his cheeks like a little girl and started to sing a song something like 'patty cake' except much more dirty. Buffy sighed and realized it was no good, she would just have to find Tara to figure out what the hell was going on. Buffy turned around to walk away, but Giles, in a frenzy to escape his patty-cake partner, grabbed Buffy's ankles desperately. "NO! NO! BUFFY DON'T LEAVE ME!" Buffy was incredibly annoyed at this, so she continued trying to walk. Left, right, left- Suddenly she felt more weight. She looked behind her. Anya had attatched herself to Giles's ankles. "NO! NO! YOU CAN'T TAKE HIM! I WON'T LET YOU TAKE MY NEW-FOUND ENGLISH MUFFIN! MY BANNANA CREAM PIE! HE'S MINE!" Buffy tried to take another step, but she wobbled from the weight and flopped to the ground. Anya laughed evilly. Buffy, who would not be defeated, began to crawl like an infant. The house resident poked his head out, saw what was happening, and quickly called the police.
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   "XANDER! YOU'RE ALL MINE, SUGAR LUMP!" Xander ran faster. "I didn't even know 'sugar lump' was a part of your vocabulary!" He shouted as he dashed faster, whipped cream falling from his face. Suddenly he heard a crash and looked behind him as he kept his speed. "Willow?" And then all went black.
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   Next thing he knew he was in a hotel room and Willow was dancing rapidly around the room with the soundtrack to 'Footloose', she was also awkwardly stripping. Xander rubbed his head. He had run into a lamp post. Xander felt something on his hand. AND HE HAD BEEN TIED TO THE BED!