"You don't have to help out in the store," Violet said as she saw Anne alphabetizing the latest collection of books being stocked in the Magic Box.

"I want to," Anne insisted. "That Amanda is starting to annoy me with all her attention and concerned looks. I'm afraid I might be tempted to hurt her intentionally if I spent any more time with her. Besides, my mom always helped out when she was growing up. I just want to reconnect to what it was like growing up in Sunnydale. I missed this growing up in L.A."

"No you didn't." Violet grumbled. "Helping out in the Magic Box and researching are the most boring parts of being a Scooby. There is a reason your mom started her singing and movie career to get out of this place. She knew that, like me, she'd be in charge of this place when she was old enough."

"And you are going to keep it running perfectly," Willow smiled coming in from the back room. "Hello Anne. It's so sweet that you want to help out."

"Aunt Willow, my mom said that Grandpa Giles started the Magic Box and that he left it to you, Grandma Buffy, and Uncle Xander. So does that mean that it all belongs to you now?" Anne asked.

"Well it's a little more complicated than that." Willow sighed and sat down at the research table. "When Tomorrow and Connor were still very little and Xander and I were trying to have Violet, we knew that the children were the most important things in our lives. So even though a lot of the money goes to basic stocking and restocking items and keeping up with mortgages and taxes, what we could save and put aside was turned into a trust fund for all of the kids. That includes you sweetie. I know Connor and Tomorrow would have used their own money to put you through college, but it was always there for you, like it's been for all the kids. Well I'm sorry to leave you girls working so hard, but it's Tuesday and I need to be out of here by five."

"Why's your mom disappearing so fast?" Anne asked Violet. "I thought she liked staying late."

"That's when dad isn't supposed to be showing up." Violet rolled her eyes. "They decided that since neither one of them wanted to give up the shop totally they would be here at different times. Five starts dad's time after he gets off work at his construction site."

"Hey girls." Xander smiled as he walked in, then looked around nervously. "Is the coast clear?"

"Yeah mom's gone." Violet assured him.

"So how's everything?" Xander asked as he came over and hugged Violet. "No one causing you any problems at that evil college?"

"No dad. It tends to be quiet on campus when you stay away from the frat parties." Violet smiled, glad to be bantering with her dad.

"See that's what I tried to tell your mother and Buffy when they went there, but would they listen?" Xander asked while both girls shrugged their shoulders. "I'm just glad you and Jess are more open to explinations and forgive people for their mistakes."

"Oh trust me dad," Violet smiled. "We're more open minded than you think."