Angelus's diabolical scheme is now well in hand.
It was only a few minutes before the dawn when Willow finally dragged
Joyce's body back to the basement. Angelus, who had rather more quickly
disposed of Miss Calendar, snapped at her. "Where the hell have you been ?
Have you seen what time it is?" Willow stood before like a little
schoolgirl late from the Prom. "Sorry daddy," she muttered apologetically.
"But Mrs Summers didn't want to come. And she was so lonely waiting for this
no-show client...." she trailed off as Angelus burst out, "how many times do
I have to say there WAS NO BLOODY CLIENT" Willow burst into tears. Angelus
cursed. "Why me?" he implored. He gave Willow a tissue. "OK, did you do
the deed. " She brightened, "Oh yes, look matching pair" displaying bite
marks on each wrist. "That's Cordelia, you can tell by the expensive dental
work, see, that's where she had the crown put in. And Mrs Summers, see,
that's where her tooth chipped" Angelus looked, pretending to be interested.
Ye gods, he thought, if those two take after their sire.....
Outside the sun rose. Over in the cage, Oz slowly reverted back to human
form. He looked around. Boy, what a night that must have been, he thought.
Then, must have been good, I can't remember anything. He shook his head.
Blinked then noticed more of the surroundings. Oh, corpses. Xander,
Cordelia, Miss Calendar, Mrs Summers. This was not good. Then Angel? Hadn't
he turned bad. Ah, Willow, looking a bit odd, but at least someone alive and
not evil. Oh, that's why she looked odd. She was a vampire. Then he saw the
plan. Turn the Slayers friends and then do something to Buffy.
To the observers this all came out as "Ohhhh. Oh ? Oh-oh, Willow? Oh no
Willow," followed by an attempted leap with "must warn Buffy." The ouch that
resulted as he simultaneously reached the ends of the change and Willow's
fist was pretty much the same whether he thought it or shouted it. He next
heard, though he couldn't believe it "Bad puppy" After that he didn't hear
much more.
Willow was upset. "Bad puppy won't play" Angelus held his head in his
hands. He lifted it. "He won't play because you knocked him out." She
started to cry again. He passed another tissue. How did Spike put up with
Dru, he asked himself. "Play with puppy later?" a quickly recovered Willow
asked. "Yes, Willow" he sighed. Still, at least that might be amusing to
watch. He was thinking, preparing the next stage of the plan, the Watcher,
when there was a knock on the door upstairs. A slow creak then "Anybody
there? Delivery for Ms Rosenberg." He looked at her. "You asked someone to
deliver here?" "Uh uh" she replied, then "I'm down here, can you leave it"
There was a silence then "I'm supposed to have you sign for it....what the
hell, I can forge it. Have a nice day" Then a thud as the package was
dropped indoors. Squealing like a schoolgirl Willow chased upstairs and
retrieved it.
"What is that?" Angel demanded, looking at the package. "New clothes
for me and the puppy." Willow announced proudly. She opened it up. An
assortment of chains, leather clothes and some items Angelus had only
dreamed about poured out. This time Angelus cried. "I'm going to change now,
no peeking" Willow announced moving over to a corner of the basement.
Angelus dutifully averted his gaze then realised that he was meant to be a
bad evil vampire. He turned and watched. While Willow was trying to attach
the various straps on what was a shockingly revealing skin-tight leather
outfit, Xander and Cordelia both arose.
"Willow" Xander called out. She looked up, "Xander, you're alive..well
undead" They both giggled. "Hi dead boy," Xander had noticed Angelus. "Don't
call me that" the older vampire snapped. "Oops, suppose that should be dead
boy senior. Oh food..." he turned towards Oz as Angelus sank slowly to knees
sobbing. Through the sobs he heard Willow and Xander arguing. "No, stay
back. Oz is my puppy." "Hey, fair shares Willow." "You won't like him, he's
all doggy" "Eugghhh" "Told you, he's a werewolf" Finally Angelus rose to his
full height. "For god's sake SHUT UP" There was a silence then a sudden
scream. "Aaaagggggghhhh" It was Cordelia. "What's wrong?" "Hey Cordy, what's
up?" She quivered in front of them, the remains of her make-up bag on the
floor. "I was putting my lipstick on, when I looked in the mirror and I
wasn't there. How can I tell if it is smudged or not? "
"That's all right, Cordy, I'll help you" Willow generously offered.
Still shocked, Cordelia mumbled agreement, then spying Oz and hungry, her
face morphed. This occasioned another burst of tears. Angelus began to
wonder for how long his tissue supply would hold out. The three friends,
reunited sat quietly while Angelus awaited the final arisings. As soon as
Jenny had returned and the sun set he set out. Telling the others to keep
Oz, still unconscious but twitching a bit, locked up, he told them to wait
for Joyce and then go to the Old Factory. And, hoping Joyce would be a bit
more sensible, told them to do as she said.
"Why her? Why not me?" Willow was sulking again. "I'm her sire, I should
be in charge." The others comforted her, explaining that Angelus must have
had a reason. "I know," volunteered Cordelia. "It's because she is so
old....ouch" "Less of the old young lady. I'm only 40 - ish, just past 39 if
you must know. And Willow, is that really suitable attire? Does your mom
know you are out like that ?" Joyce had arisen. "Killed mom" Willow mumbled.
The others, excluding Joyce, looked impressed. Joyce, missing the comment,
looked around. "Where's Buffy? She's not in some sort of trouble again?"
Giggles from the group. "Oh yes, Angelus is going to kill her." Joyce looked
shocked. "Kill her, why?" Willow giving the others a 'see, I told you I
should be leader' look explained.
"Buffy had sex with Angel so he lost his soul became the evil Angelus
and turned me""and me" Xander interrupted, "into vampires so we could assist
in his diabolical plan to kill Buffy who is after all the vampire Slayer and
our sworn enemy so I turned Cordelia and you and Angelus made Miss Calendar
into one and has now gone to do the same to Mister Giles and wow with no
breath I can say all these long sentences without keeling over. " Willow
looked pleased. Joyce didn't.
"Had sex ? Had sex!! I'll kill her" Joyce fumed. "No you can't," Willow
remonstrated. "Angelus is going to kill her" Joyce turned on her. "Buffy's
my daughter and I'll kill her. Had sex indeed. I hope she was careful. Hate
for her to get pregnant or something bad to happen. So, where can I find
this Angelus?"
It was only a few minutes before the dawn when Willow finally dragged
Joyce's body back to the basement. Angelus, who had rather more quickly
disposed of Miss Calendar, snapped at her. "Where the hell have you been ?
Have you seen what time it is?" Willow stood before like a little
schoolgirl late from the Prom. "Sorry daddy," she muttered apologetically.
"But Mrs Summers didn't want to come. And she was so lonely waiting for this
no-show client...." she trailed off as Angelus burst out, "how many times do
I have to say there WAS NO BLOODY CLIENT" Willow burst into tears. Angelus
cursed. "Why me?" he implored. He gave Willow a tissue. "OK, did you do
the deed. " She brightened, "Oh yes, look matching pair" displaying bite
marks on each wrist. "That's Cordelia, you can tell by the expensive dental
work, see, that's where she had the crown put in. And Mrs Summers, see,
that's where her tooth chipped" Angelus looked, pretending to be interested.
Ye gods, he thought, if those two take after their sire.....
Outside the sun rose. Over in the cage, Oz slowly reverted back to human
form. He looked around. Boy, what a night that must have been, he thought.
Then, must have been good, I can't remember anything. He shook his head.
Blinked then noticed more of the surroundings. Oh, corpses. Xander,
Cordelia, Miss Calendar, Mrs Summers. This was not good. Then Angel? Hadn't
he turned bad. Ah, Willow, looking a bit odd, but at least someone alive and
not evil. Oh, that's why she looked odd. She was a vampire. Then he saw the
plan. Turn the Slayers friends and then do something to Buffy.
To the observers this all came out as "Ohhhh. Oh ? Oh-oh, Willow? Oh no
Willow," followed by an attempted leap with "must warn Buffy." The ouch that
resulted as he simultaneously reached the ends of the change and Willow's
fist was pretty much the same whether he thought it or shouted it. He next
heard, though he couldn't believe it "Bad puppy" After that he didn't hear
much more.
Willow was upset. "Bad puppy won't play" Angelus held his head in his
hands. He lifted it. "He won't play because you knocked him out." She
started to cry again. He passed another tissue. How did Spike put up with
Dru, he asked himself. "Play with puppy later?" a quickly recovered Willow
asked. "Yes, Willow" he sighed. Still, at least that might be amusing to
watch. He was thinking, preparing the next stage of the plan, the Watcher,
when there was a knock on the door upstairs. A slow creak then "Anybody
there? Delivery for Ms Rosenberg." He looked at her. "You asked someone to
deliver here?" "Uh uh" she replied, then "I'm down here, can you leave it"
There was a silence then "I'm supposed to have you sign for it....what the
hell, I can forge it. Have a nice day" Then a thud as the package was
dropped indoors. Squealing like a schoolgirl Willow chased upstairs and
retrieved it.
"What is that?" Angel demanded, looking at the package. "New clothes
for me and the puppy." Willow announced proudly. She opened it up. An
assortment of chains, leather clothes and some items Angelus had only
dreamed about poured out. This time Angelus cried. "I'm going to change now,
no peeking" Willow announced moving over to a corner of the basement.
Angelus dutifully averted his gaze then realised that he was meant to be a
bad evil vampire. He turned and watched. While Willow was trying to attach
the various straps on what was a shockingly revealing skin-tight leather
outfit, Xander and Cordelia both arose.
"Willow" Xander called out. She looked up, "Xander, you're alive..well
undead" They both giggled. "Hi dead boy," Xander had noticed Angelus. "Don't
call me that" the older vampire snapped. "Oops, suppose that should be dead
boy senior. Oh food..." he turned towards Oz as Angelus sank slowly to knees
sobbing. Through the sobs he heard Willow and Xander arguing. "No, stay
back. Oz is my puppy." "Hey, fair shares Willow." "You won't like him, he's
all doggy" "Eugghhh" "Told you, he's a werewolf" Finally Angelus rose to his
full height. "For god's sake SHUT UP" There was a silence then a sudden
scream. "Aaaagggggghhhh" It was Cordelia. "What's wrong?" "Hey Cordy, what's
up?" She quivered in front of them, the remains of her make-up bag on the
floor. "I was putting my lipstick on, when I looked in the mirror and I
wasn't there. How can I tell if it is smudged or not? "
"That's all right, Cordy, I'll help you" Willow generously offered.
Still shocked, Cordelia mumbled agreement, then spying Oz and hungry, her
face morphed. This occasioned another burst of tears. Angelus began to
wonder for how long his tissue supply would hold out. The three friends,
reunited sat quietly while Angelus awaited the final arisings. As soon as
Jenny had returned and the sun set he set out. Telling the others to keep
Oz, still unconscious but twitching a bit, locked up, he told them to wait
for Joyce and then go to the Old Factory. And, hoping Joyce would be a bit
more sensible, told them to do as she said.
"Why her? Why not me?" Willow was sulking again. "I'm her sire, I should
be in charge." The others comforted her, explaining that Angelus must have
had a reason. "I know," volunteered Cordelia. "It's because she is so
old....ouch" "Less of the old young lady. I'm only 40 - ish, just past 39 if
you must know. And Willow, is that really suitable attire? Does your mom
know you are out like that ?" Joyce had arisen. "Killed mom" Willow mumbled.
The others, excluding Joyce, looked impressed. Joyce, missing the comment,
looked around. "Where's Buffy? She's not in some sort of trouble again?"
Giggles from the group. "Oh yes, Angelus is going to kill her." Joyce looked
shocked. "Kill her, why?" Willow giving the others a 'see, I told you I
should be leader' look explained.
"Buffy had sex with Angel so he lost his soul became the evil Angelus
and turned me""and me" Xander interrupted, "into vampires so we could assist
in his diabolical plan to kill Buffy who is after all the vampire Slayer and
our sworn enemy so I turned Cordelia and you and Angelus made Miss Calendar
into one and has now gone to do the same to Mister Giles and wow with no
breath I can say all these long sentences without keeling over. " Willow
looked pleased. Joyce didn't.
"Had sex ? Had sex!! I'll kill her" Joyce fumed. "No you can't," Willow
remonstrated. "Angelus is going to kill her" Joyce turned on her. "Buffy's
my daughter and I'll kill her. Had sex indeed. I hope she was careful. Hate
for her to get pregnant or something bad to happen. So, where can I find
this Angelus?"