Warning: Chapter contains Angel and Riley bashing.

Chapter 13: Make It Better

Andie's head plopped down onto her hand. This sucked. Everyone was in a bad mood. Dawn, Willow, Buffy. God knew how Tara was. She wasn't even there. They really had to do something.

"Come on," she said, standing up off the couch in Buffy's living room. April looked at her.

"Huh?" Andie sighed and grabbed April by the arm and yanked her to her feet.

"We're going to fix things. Joss Whedon be damned! This blows." April looked a bit stunned for a moment and then shrugged.

"Yeah, okay." They exited the house and looked around. Neither of them knew where Tara lived.

"She probably moved back onto the campus." So they wandered down the road toward the UC Sunnydale campus, being careful to keep an eye out for the woman they were looking for.

When they reached the large buildings of the campus, they went inside the administration building and approached a mousy-looking woman with curly red hair pulled back into a ponytail.

"Excuse me," Andie started. "Could you tell me what room Tara McClay is in, please?"

She clicked around on her computer for a moment before replying.

"Room 218 in Jefferson." Andie nodded her understanding and moved away, April following close on her heals.

"Okay, let's go get her."

They quickly located the correct building and entered it, jogging to Tara's room.

"Tara!!!" April called, gazing around the room. A startled looking Tara then came out of the bathroom, drying her hands on a towel.

"Andie. April. What are you two doing here?" she asked, clearly confused. This caused them both to launch into an even more confusing explanation.

"If you leave Willow -"

"-Everyone's miserable-"

"-then she's gonna go evil-"

"-even Buffy-"

"-because you die-"

"-and Spike-"

"-when you got shot-"

"-well, not really Spike-"

"-by Warren and then-"

"-but Dawn's really pissed off too-"

"-she tries to end the world-"

"-and it's not fun anymore-"

"-and Spike tries to rape Buffy-"

"-and it's all because you people-"

"-and Xander leaves Anya at the altar-"

"-are acting so dumb-"

"-and Spike's gonna leave-"

"-SO YOU HAVE TO COME HOME!!!!!!" they chorused. Andie and April then fell silent, leaving Tara looking very perplexed.

"So, you're saying that if I leave Willow, I'm going to get shot?"

They nodded vehemently. Tara sighed.

"Well," she said, seeing their hopeful expressions. "I guess I could try to talk it out with Willow." They then became very excited. "BUT I'm not promising anything."

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"Look at me!" April exclaimed.

She was standing on stilts and wearing a large trenchcoat. Her hair was covered by a spiky wig.

"I'm Mr. Billowy-Coat-King-of-Pain. I enjoy brooding."

Andie, dressed in overalls and a cowboy hat, had a blade of wheat sticking out of her mouth.

"I'm from Iowa," she said with a bad hick accent. "I eat corn." April shoved her lightly.

"Hey, stop talking. You're taking the attention off of ME! I'm brooding, here! Because I have a soul!"

"Back in Iowa, we don't got no ekelektricity, so I don't watch no talking picture box."

Buffy, Dawn and Spike were watching the girls from the door. They weren't really sure what the girls were attempting to do, but it was funny.

"We don't got no dairy purifyin' factory, so we drink the milk straight from the cow," Andie completed.

"Were they really that bad?" Buffy asked.

"Yes," Dawn admitted, stifling a snort. Spike was laughing too hard to answer. When he had calmed down and wiped the tears of laughter from his eyes, he stood up straight and grinned lopsidedly at the girls.

"Do you really have to go home?"