AN: Okay all, I know I haven't posted in forever but this chapter's a little longer to make up for it :) Do u know how hard it was to think of a snack that's been around since 1753!!! *G*
"Mommy!" She squealed, speeding over to attach herself to Joyce's knees. "Hi!" She said excitedly, grinning from ear to ear.
"Were you fighting?" Joyce demanded.
Buffy's expression immediately grew guilty and her eyes dropped to the floor. "Not really."
"Buffy!"
"Liam pushed Xander! He can't do that! Only I can push Xander!" She pouted.
Joyce sighed heavily and crouched down.
"Honey, you're not allowed to push or hit anybody. Is that clear?"
"Yes mommy." The little girl replied dejectedly, giving Angel and Spike the evil eye that promised retribution when no adults were in the room.
"How did all this happen?" Joyce queried, her eyes wandering from the teacup she was absently stirring over to the five rug-rats who sat quietly drawing with Giles' highlighters and yellow legal notepad.
Giles sighed and pushed a hand through his hair. "From what Buffy said it seems Willow did some sort of 'my will be done' spell and wished herself and Xander to be children again, although I doubt she meant to do that and then well I've already briefed you on the Buffy, Spike and Angel happening. I'm just grateful they're being quiet now because I'd no idea anything under three feet tall could have that kind of lung capacity." The watcher joined her in looking at the mini-versions of the Scooby gang, shaking his head slowly. Two days? He wasn't going to be able to handle them for two more hours!
He had just taken off his glasses to clean them when a little voice piped up from his living room.
"Mista Giles, I's hungry." Baby Angel announced, dropping his blue highlighter.
"Hungry?" Giles blanched.
"Me too!" yelled little Spike.
Giles and Joyce looked at each other in bewilderment.
"I want cake!"
"Me too! Me too!"
Giles stared at the two mini vampires for a moment before clearing his throat and reaching out to take little Spike's hand. Sure enough, there was a pulse at the tiny wrist, Joyce who had repeated the movement on baby Angel nodded at him as well. Well at least they weren't going to have to deal with baby vamps on a feeding frenzy.
Now Buffy and Xander had started up the chant for cake as well and of course Willow would want and so that meant five, three year olds eating cake in his living room. Oh dear Lord, the floor was definitely never going to come clean after that, not to mention his couch!
Thankfully Joyce was taking charge of the situation, and although it looked like a mutiny would occur when she announced there was no cake it was quickly snuffed out by the promise of it after dinner. Dinner, that was right, they'd have to feed the little devils something, and they'd indubitably spill it all over themselves and so there would have to be new clothes and of course more baths and then they'd have to be put to bed and good grief he was now positive he was grateful he hadn't had children.
The watcher was snapped out of his thoughts by his front door opening to admit Cordelia and Doyle who had gone out to pick up Dawn from school. "So, they're really all three?" the thirteen year old asked Cordelia as she followed her and Doyle in. Cordy smiled at Dawn and gestured towards the five toddlers, mobbing her mother. Dawn grinned evilly as she spotted tiny little baby Buffy and turned to Giles. "Are you sure we can't leave them like this?" She asked with a wide smile. Joyce shot her an exasperated look, gently dislodging Xander's grip on Spike's hair whilst Dawn merely grinned innocently back at her mom.
"So, um, what are we going to do with them till we can change em back anyways?" The girl asked as she deposited her bookbag on Giles' already crowded table. "I mean who's going to watch them, where are they going to sleep? I'm not giving up my room!" She announced, returning Cordy's amused smile.
"Where ARE we keeping them Giles?" Cordelia asked. All eyes turned to Joyce who sighed and nodded her head.
"They'll all come home with me. But you're all coming to help, I have work to go to tomorrow and I have to be up early." She warned.
"Good then, now that that's settled, what say we move the fort." Doyle suggested.
"Who's up for a drive?" Cordy asked brightly, all the toddlers immediately start screaming their agreement.
"Mommy!" She squealed, speeding over to attach herself to Joyce's knees. "Hi!" She said excitedly, grinning from ear to ear.
"Were you fighting?" Joyce demanded.
Buffy's expression immediately grew guilty and her eyes dropped to the floor. "Not really."
"Buffy!"
"Liam pushed Xander! He can't do that! Only I can push Xander!" She pouted.
Joyce sighed heavily and crouched down.
"Honey, you're not allowed to push or hit anybody. Is that clear?"
"Yes mommy." The little girl replied dejectedly, giving Angel and Spike the evil eye that promised retribution when no adults were in the room.
"How did all this happen?" Joyce queried, her eyes wandering from the teacup she was absently stirring over to the five rug-rats who sat quietly drawing with Giles' highlighters and yellow legal notepad.
Giles sighed and pushed a hand through his hair. "From what Buffy said it seems Willow did some sort of 'my will be done' spell and wished herself and Xander to be children again, although I doubt she meant to do that and then well I've already briefed you on the Buffy, Spike and Angel happening. I'm just grateful they're being quiet now because I'd no idea anything under three feet tall could have that kind of lung capacity." The watcher joined her in looking at the mini-versions of the Scooby gang, shaking his head slowly. Two days? He wasn't going to be able to handle them for two more hours!
He had just taken off his glasses to clean them when a little voice piped up from his living room.
"Mista Giles, I's hungry." Baby Angel announced, dropping his blue highlighter.
"Hungry?" Giles blanched.
"Me too!" yelled little Spike.
Giles and Joyce looked at each other in bewilderment.
"I want cake!"
"Me too! Me too!"
Giles stared at the two mini vampires for a moment before clearing his throat and reaching out to take little Spike's hand. Sure enough, there was a pulse at the tiny wrist, Joyce who had repeated the movement on baby Angel nodded at him as well. Well at least they weren't going to have to deal with baby vamps on a feeding frenzy.
Now Buffy and Xander had started up the chant for cake as well and of course Willow would want and so that meant five, three year olds eating cake in his living room. Oh dear Lord, the floor was definitely never going to come clean after that, not to mention his couch!
Thankfully Joyce was taking charge of the situation, and although it looked like a mutiny would occur when she announced there was no cake it was quickly snuffed out by the promise of it after dinner. Dinner, that was right, they'd have to feed the little devils something, and they'd indubitably spill it all over themselves and so there would have to be new clothes and of course more baths and then they'd have to be put to bed and good grief he was now positive he was grateful he hadn't had children.
The watcher was snapped out of his thoughts by his front door opening to admit Cordelia and Doyle who had gone out to pick up Dawn from school. "So, they're really all three?" the thirteen year old asked Cordelia as she followed her and Doyle in. Cordy smiled at Dawn and gestured towards the five toddlers, mobbing her mother. Dawn grinned evilly as she spotted tiny little baby Buffy and turned to Giles. "Are you sure we can't leave them like this?" She asked with a wide smile. Joyce shot her an exasperated look, gently dislodging Xander's grip on Spike's hair whilst Dawn merely grinned innocently back at her mom.
"So, um, what are we going to do with them till we can change em back anyways?" The girl asked as she deposited her bookbag on Giles' already crowded table. "I mean who's going to watch them, where are they going to sleep? I'm not giving up my room!" She announced, returning Cordy's amused smile.
"Where ARE we keeping them Giles?" Cordelia asked. All eyes turned to Joyce who sighed and nodded her head.
"They'll all come home with me. But you're all coming to help, I have work to go to tomorrow and I have to be up early." She warned.
"Good then, now that that's settled, what say we move the fort." Doyle suggested.
"Who's up for a drive?" Cordy asked brightly, all the toddlers immediately start screaming their agreement.