-'Pirates of the Hellmouth.'-
A response to the 'Xander didn't dress up like a soldier for Halloween' challenge.
Pairings/Crossovers: You'll see, its pretty damn obvious if you think about it
A/N: Something a little lighter for Pete M.
A/N2: Sorry for the wait. Classes just started and I had to find a new job. Add to the fact that my beta-reader is not the happiest of campers, I had to run home for the weekend, and well, lets just say that it took a while. And this is more or less beta'd but I made some additions and modifications to it, so let me know
Disclaimers: I don't own anything relating to Buffy, Angel, or Pirates of the Caribbean.
Dedicated to Eddie.
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Buffy awoke on the front porch of Mrs. Sander's house. She felt a little cold and looked down at her body. She was clothed in the leather outfit she had changed into. 'What the hell happened to the sheet?'
She stood up to take in her surroundings. Everything was in total chaos. Pirates were looting. Demons were rampaging.
'Crap.'
She ran off the porch not noticing her body lying still.
Across the street, a male figure strained to stand up right.
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He brought out his sword and viewed the area. They had been taken by surprise too many times in the past few years to not always be aware of their environment. He called out in a whisper. "Elizabeth? Where are you?" On the ground, the other figure stirred. He turned to see a young woman with red hair in an elegant dress. Chivalry took over where good sense left. He gently began to try to wake her up. "Milady? Milady? Are you okay?"
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The woman stirred in her sleep. Visions of her love were assaulted by a young man trying to wake her. She awoke to find herself stranded in the middle of a street surrounded by pirates and...demons?
"Milady, are you okay?"
"Yes, what seems to be going on here?"
"I do not know madam. But perhaps we should be going someplace safe."
A young blond woman ran towards them. "XANDER, WILLOW, ARE YOU OKAY?"
The two turned to the girl. The woman was the first to speak. "Excuse me miss, I think you have the wrong people."
The man looked around at the destruction and chaos in the streets. He muttered to himself "This isn't Port Royal."
"What are you talking about Xander?"
"Madam, I do not know whom you are speaking of."
Buffy put her hands on her hips. "What the hell is wrong with you two?"
A 5 foot 7 inch Godzilla wreaking havoc shortly interrupted the conversation by reigning destruction upon the mailboxes of Revello drive. Buffy immediately recognized the costume. "Jonathon, What in the hell are you doing?"
Xander aimed his sword and gun at her. "Miss, I do not know what games you are playing, but I suggest you tell me."
Buffy recoiled. "Dammit Xander what's gotten into you?"
"My name is not XANDER!"
Buffy turned to Willow, who was standing up. "Will, what is going of with Xander?"
Willow looked up at Buffy. "My NAME is Elizabeth Turner. And I have no idea who this man is."
Xander looked at her incredulously. "But you're not Elizabeth, I've never seen you before in my life."
Willow looked back at him. "I've never seen you either."
Xander looked between the two girls. "What is going on here?"
Buffy was getting frustrated. "Xander, quit messing around. This isn't the time for jokes."
Xander looked back at her with confusion. "I am not 'Xander,' I am Will T."
Buffy interrupted him and pointed to Willow. "No, SHE is Willow."
Willow was getting annoyed. "MY NAME IS NOT WILLOW."
He paused to breathe. "I am Will Turner."
He looked around as a clown and a rather large porcupine started to duke it out. "And it seems that there is something wrong going on here."
The two women continued to bicker while Xander tried to make sense of the situation. Behind them, a lone pirate was sneaking up on the trio.
Buffy was the first to recognize the pirate. "Larry?"
Xander spun around and drew his gun. The pirate held up his hands. "Listen lad, ye can't blame a poor mate for tryin now can ya?"
Xander smirked. "You're a pirate yes?"
Larry nodded uncertainly.
Willow smiled. "Then he can probably blame you."
Larry grinned. "Oh you wouldn't kill an unarmed man now would ye?"
Xander responded by shooting Larry's hat off, shocking him to drop the gun he had up his sleeve. "Having a pistol up your sleeve counts as being armed."
"WAIT, I GOT IT?"
Xander, Willow, and Larry, turned to face the blond. "Huh?"
Buffy started to explain. "You three were all dressed up like pirates and now, you are all pirates, well, you're a pirate Larry, Will was a noblewoman and I forget what you were Xander."
Willow looked at Xander who abruptly shook his head. "I am not a noblewoman."
"Dammit Xander, pay attention."
Willow shouted. "He's getting away!"
Buffy and Xander turned to see Larry running behind a fence a couple of houses down the road. Xander scowled. "I hate that pirate."
Willow looked at him questioningly. "If you're Will turner, then you'd hate ALL pirates."
Xander smiled. 'Maybe this girl IS Elizabeth.' "I do, but for some reason, I REALLY hate that one."
"FOR GOD'S SAKE, LISTEN!!!"
Xander and Willow both turned their attention back to the blond slayer.
Buffy sighed. 'God, is this how Giles feels?' "You," she said pointing to Willow, "are Willow Rosenburg, my best female friend, you dressed up as a noblewomen." Xander snorted. Willow shot him a dirty look. "And you are Xander Harris, you dressed up...like that...to get my attention. And somehow you both turned into your costumes."
Xander looked around as if judging his surroundings. "Okay, I have one question for you, if you can answer it, I'll believe you."
Buffy was confused but agreed. "Okay."
"Why didn't this...change...affect you?" He paused and looked at how she was dressed. "Did it affect you?"
Buffy paused and looked down at her clothes. "No, I guess because I am the slayer that it didn't affect me, just everyone else." Buffy then caught the implication between what he said and how she was dressed. She crossed her arms and proceeded to give Xander a dirty look.
Willow decided to save her paramour. "What is the Slayer?"
Buffy gave the two of them a brief version of the Slayer speech.
The pair seemed to accept it at face value. If zombie pirates and heathen gods could exist, then why not demons, vampires, and slayers?
Xander was the first to speak. "I've got a couple more questions."
He looked toward Willow. "If you are Elizabeth, and given everything, I take it you are," he turned back to Buffy, "then why would I dress like myself to impress YOU when SHE is dressed like Elizabeth?"
Buffy sighed. "It's complicated."
Willow snorted. "No kidding."
"I mean, I love Elizabeth, completely and totally." Buffy began to give Xander a questioning glare. Willow beamed at Xander as he continued. "Not that you yourself are not very beautiful and stunning."
Willow crossed her arms and proceeded to give Xander a dirty look.
Xander lowered his head. "You know what never mind, I believe both of you."
The trio started on their way down the street. Xander turned to ask Willow, "How come you didn't ask any questions?"
Willow flashed a regal smirk. "It's really rather simple William, women are just more accepting of these things than men are."
"ROOAARR!" Across the street, Godzilla turned from the mailboxes and started to push over garbage cans.
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The three walked down the street. Buffy watched as Willow and Xander had almost an invisible communication. Xander had wordlessly handed his gun over to Willow and picked up the pistol that Larry had dropped. He was in the front holding his sword at ready. Willow was in the back, covering the rear.
"Excuse me, I AM the slayer, I CAN help, you know."
Xander looked back, but didn't break his stride. "Miss, I know that you are 'the chosen one' as you said, but there are all sorts of pirates in this town, and while we might not be familiar with the terrain or vampires, Elizabeth and I are intimately familiar with pirates."
Buffy had about enough of this. "Listen here," she went to grab Xander's shoulder and spun him around, "The name...is...Buffy..."
Willow raised the gun at Buffy. "What are you?"
Xander and Buffy looked in awe as Buffy's arm seemed to go in Xander's back and out his chest. Xander spoke first. "Is this another curse?"
A response to the 'Xander didn't dress up like a soldier for Halloween' challenge.
Pairings/Crossovers: You'll see, its pretty damn obvious if you think about it
A/N: Something a little lighter for Pete M.
A/N2: Sorry for the wait. Classes just started and I had to find a new job. Add to the fact that my beta-reader is not the happiest of campers, I had to run home for the weekend, and well, lets just say that it took a while. And this is more or less beta'd but I made some additions and modifications to it, so let me know
Disclaimers: I don't own anything relating to Buffy, Angel, or Pirates of the Caribbean.
Dedicated to Eddie.
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Buffy awoke on the front porch of Mrs. Sander's house. She felt a little cold and looked down at her body. She was clothed in the leather outfit she had changed into. 'What the hell happened to the sheet?'
She stood up to take in her surroundings. Everything was in total chaos. Pirates were looting. Demons were rampaging.
'Crap.'
She ran off the porch not noticing her body lying still.
Across the street, a male figure strained to stand up right.
//////////////////////////////////
He brought out his sword and viewed the area. They had been taken by surprise too many times in the past few years to not always be aware of their environment. He called out in a whisper. "Elizabeth? Where are you?" On the ground, the other figure stirred. He turned to see a young woman with red hair in an elegant dress. Chivalry took over where good sense left. He gently began to try to wake her up. "Milady? Milady? Are you okay?"
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The woman stirred in her sleep. Visions of her love were assaulted by a young man trying to wake her. She awoke to find herself stranded in the middle of a street surrounded by pirates and...demons?
"Milady, are you okay?"
"Yes, what seems to be going on here?"
"I do not know madam. But perhaps we should be going someplace safe."
A young blond woman ran towards them. "XANDER, WILLOW, ARE YOU OKAY?"
The two turned to the girl. The woman was the first to speak. "Excuse me miss, I think you have the wrong people."
The man looked around at the destruction and chaos in the streets. He muttered to himself "This isn't Port Royal."
"What are you talking about Xander?"
"Madam, I do not know whom you are speaking of."
Buffy put her hands on her hips. "What the hell is wrong with you two?"
A 5 foot 7 inch Godzilla wreaking havoc shortly interrupted the conversation by reigning destruction upon the mailboxes of Revello drive. Buffy immediately recognized the costume. "Jonathon, What in the hell are you doing?"
Xander aimed his sword and gun at her. "Miss, I do not know what games you are playing, but I suggest you tell me."
Buffy recoiled. "Dammit Xander what's gotten into you?"
"My name is not XANDER!"
Buffy turned to Willow, who was standing up. "Will, what is going of with Xander?"
Willow looked up at Buffy. "My NAME is Elizabeth Turner. And I have no idea who this man is."
Xander looked at her incredulously. "But you're not Elizabeth, I've never seen you before in my life."
Willow looked back at him. "I've never seen you either."
Xander looked between the two girls. "What is going on here?"
Buffy was getting frustrated. "Xander, quit messing around. This isn't the time for jokes."
Xander looked back at her with confusion. "I am not 'Xander,' I am Will T."
Buffy interrupted him and pointed to Willow. "No, SHE is Willow."
Willow was getting annoyed. "MY NAME IS NOT WILLOW."
He paused to breathe. "I am Will Turner."
He looked around as a clown and a rather large porcupine started to duke it out. "And it seems that there is something wrong going on here."
The two women continued to bicker while Xander tried to make sense of the situation. Behind them, a lone pirate was sneaking up on the trio.
Buffy was the first to recognize the pirate. "Larry?"
Xander spun around and drew his gun. The pirate held up his hands. "Listen lad, ye can't blame a poor mate for tryin now can ya?"
Xander smirked. "You're a pirate yes?"
Larry nodded uncertainly.
Willow smiled. "Then he can probably blame you."
Larry grinned. "Oh you wouldn't kill an unarmed man now would ye?"
Xander responded by shooting Larry's hat off, shocking him to drop the gun he had up his sleeve. "Having a pistol up your sleeve counts as being armed."
"WAIT, I GOT IT?"
Xander, Willow, and Larry, turned to face the blond. "Huh?"
Buffy started to explain. "You three were all dressed up like pirates and now, you are all pirates, well, you're a pirate Larry, Will was a noblewoman and I forget what you were Xander."
Willow looked at Xander who abruptly shook his head. "I am not a noblewoman."
"Dammit Xander, pay attention."
Willow shouted. "He's getting away!"
Buffy and Xander turned to see Larry running behind a fence a couple of houses down the road. Xander scowled. "I hate that pirate."
Willow looked at him questioningly. "If you're Will turner, then you'd hate ALL pirates."
Xander smiled. 'Maybe this girl IS Elizabeth.' "I do, but for some reason, I REALLY hate that one."
"FOR GOD'S SAKE, LISTEN!!!"
Xander and Willow both turned their attention back to the blond slayer.
Buffy sighed. 'God, is this how Giles feels?' "You," she said pointing to Willow, "are Willow Rosenburg, my best female friend, you dressed up as a noblewomen." Xander snorted. Willow shot him a dirty look. "And you are Xander Harris, you dressed up...like that...to get my attention. And somehow you both turned into your costumes."
Xander looked around as if judging his surroundings. "Okay, I have one question for you, if you can answer it, I'll believe you."
Buffy was confused but agreed. "Okay."
"Why didn't this...change...affect you?" He paused and looked at how she was dressed. "Did it affect you?"
Buffy paused and looked down at her clothes. "No, I guess because I am the slayer that it didn't affect me, just everyone else." Buffy then caught the implication between what he said and how she was dressed. She crossed her arms and proceeded to give Xander a dirty look.
Willow decided to save her paramour. "What is the Slayer?"
Buffy gave the two of them a brief version of the Slayer speech.
The pair seemed to accept it at face value. If zombie pirates and heathen gods could exist, then why not demons, vampires, and slayers?
Xander was the first to speak. "I've got a couple more questions."
He looked toward Willow. "If you are Elizabeth, and given everything, I take it you are," he turned back to Buffy, "then why would I dress like myself to impress YOU when SHE is dressed like Elizabeth?"
Buffy sighed. "It's complicated."
Willow snorted. "No kidding."
"I mean, I love Elizabeth, completely and totally." Buffy began to give Xander a questioning glare. Willow beamed at Xander as he continued. "Not that you yourself are not very beautiful and stunning."
Willow crossed her arms and proceeded to give Xander a dirty look.
Xander lowered his head. "You know what never mind, I believe both of you."
The trio started on their way down the street. Xander turned to ask Willow, "How come you didn't ask any questions?"
Willow flashed a regal smirk. "It's really rather simple William, women are just more accepting of these things than men are."
"ROOAARR!" Across the street, Godzilla turned from the mailboxes and started to push over garbage cans.
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The three walked down the street. Buffy watched as Willow and Xander had almost an invisible communication. Xander had wordlessly handed his gun over to Willow and picked up the pistol that Larry had dropped. He was in the front holding his sword at ready. Willow was in the back, covering the rear.
"Excuse me, I AM the slayer, I CAN help, you know."
Xander looked back, but didn't break his stride. "Miss, I know that you are 'the chosen one' as you said, but there are all sorts of pirates in this town, and while we might not be familiar with the terrain or vampires, Elizabeth and I are intimately familiar with pirates."
Buffy had about enough of this. "Listen here," she went to grab Xander's shoulder and spun him around, "The name...is...Buffy..."
Willow raised the gun at Buffy. "What are you?"
Xander and Buffy looked in awe as Buffy's arm seemed to go in Xander's back and out his chest. Xander spoke first. "Is this another curse?"