Disclaimer, authors notes etc...in chapter 1.


"So what are we going to do with them when they wake up?" Dawn asked Cordelia who was staring at the back of the living room couch, which Doyle was sprawled out on, in annoyance. So she'd left them alone to deal with the little monsters for almost two hours, the demon spawn were asleep for at least half an hour of that! Really was that any reason to stick her with babysitting duty all by herself!

"Hmm?" she hmmed.

"The babies," Dawn clarified. "What are we going to do with them once they wake up, it'll be pretty soon you know..." Cordelia's horrified expression caused Dawn to trail off.

"Soon as in, two hours is soon or soon as in ten minutes is soon?" Cordy demanded.

A loud bump was heard from upstairs and the two girls exchanged panicked looks.

"Soon as in right now." came Doyle's smart assed reply from the sofa.

Cordy shot him a glare as she ran past him, hoping against hope that only one of them was awake and hadn't woken the others with whatever the bump had been.


They rushed into Joyce's room to find Willow on the floor, tears welling quickly in her big green eyes.

"Willow? Are you okay?" Dawn asked crouching down in front of the little girl. Lower lip trembling she scrubbed at her eyes with tiny fists before letting loose a terrific wail.

"Oh God!" Cordelia muttered, glancing worriedly at the other sleeping toddlers.

"Hey Will, come on now, don't cry." She crooned, kneeling next to Dawn. "Be a big girl." She encouraged. The tiny redhead opened her mouth to wail again and Cordy clamped a hand over it.
"Come on Willow, if you don't cry I'll give you a twinkie!"

Willow's tears started to dry up. "A twinkie?" She asked interest taking the place of temper on her face.

"Uh huh! They're down stairs! Want to go get one?" Dawn wheedled.

Quickly Willow nodded. "Yes!"

"Yes what?" Cordelia asked feeling smug. Crisis averted and without Doyle's help too!

"Yes please." The little girl replied and Cordy exchanged a grin with Dawn over her head.

Success!

One of them couldn't be that hard to deal with! Sneaking a peak at the little demons Cordy failed to notice the tiny bit Xander's eyes were slit open.




Twinkies, twinkies twinkies! Xander chanted in his thoughts as he hugged the wall, hurrying down the hall, trying to be as inconspicuous as possible. Which wasn't all that hard considering everyone who was conscious was downstairs. Quiet and quick! Like G.I. Joe! "All American Hero!" he sang quietly as he got to the staircase. Peering around the railing cautiously he saw Willow at the kitchen table and there next to her, TWINKIES!


"Okay Commander Xander, how do we get the twinkies without the cooties?" he asked into his pretend walkie-talkie as he rounded the corner into the kitchen.

"Sneak attack!" He yelled in reply, raising his arms over his head, hands curved like claws he ran at Willow who screamed and scrambled off her chair.

"You must give me TWINKIE!" He 'roared'.

"Nuh uh! Mine!" was Willow's emphatic reply. She stomped her foot and glowered at the little boy.


"What is going on in here?" Cordelia demanded from the doorway, hands on her hips, eyes shooting her most forbidding glare at Willow and Xander. As usual it failed to work, not much of a shock considering its track record with intimidating these two.


Taking advantage of Willow's momentary distraction, Xander snatched the twinkie from her and in two shakes had stuffed the whole thing into his mouth.


Willow screamed, and screamed, and screamed again at the top of her lungs. Loud enough to wake the undead, or the other three munchkins upstairs whichever you preferred. Answering wails could be heard through the floor separating them, and it was all Cordelia could do to not plop herself onto the kitchen tile and do the same herself.

Getting a hold of herself she cast pleading eyes at Dawn. "Go get em please Dawnie." She appealed.

Dawn sighed and nodded, heading for the stairs. Satisfied the other three weren't unsupervised she turned to the crisis at hand. Trying to get Willow to shut up. A mean feat when she was sixteen, far less for three.

"Willow, Willow!" she called softly, stroking back the little girl's hair from her red-splotched face.

"You want I should try?" the lightly accented voice behind her asked.

"Thanks but I can handle it." She replied tersely, glaring over her shoulder at Doyle.

"Sure." Doyle replied, backing slowly out of the kitchen, hands raised in surrender.


"Willow," Cordy began in a bargaining tone. "If you stop crying we'll get you a new twinkie and we won't give Xander any."

The little girl continued to wail, heels and fists pounding the floor in the midst of a full on tantrum.

"No! No! No!" She chanted.

"Come on Wills! I'll give ya an ice lolly and a twinkie!"

"NO!" She screamed.

"Then what DO you want?" Cordelia asked, frustrated.

The mini witch stopped kicking and pounding and turned shrewd eyes on Cordelia.
"Can we go to the park?"

"You mean outside, where there are absolutely no walls to keep you five in?" Cordy paled.

Seeing her hesitation Willow allowed the tears to pool in her eyes again.

"Okay! Okay! The park it is!" She announced, wondering where on earth one purchased child leashes.

A very muffled "Cool!" came from behind them and the two turned to find Xander, perched on the edge of the counter, mouth full of one of the six twinkies he'd managed to devour while Willow and Cordelia had been playing 'lets make a deal'.

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