Title: Divine Interruption (2/6)
Author: Cyclone
Feedback: Please be gentle.
Distribution: Gimme credit and a link. Plus, archived at http://fanfiction.net/profile.php?userid=62966 or http://fanfiction.net/~cyclone
Rating: I'm gonna go say PG.
Spoilers: Up to season two of Buffy and anything in the Herc/Xenaverse.
Disclaimer: The characters depicted herein belong to the other people. I'm just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: Xander gets some "help" from a goddess. Sequel to Reminiscence.
Author's Note: I _was_ planning on skipping to the Judge story arc, but...
* * *
"No, Ma, I'm not gonna reverse it."
"I am your mother, Cupid!"
"Then start acting like one! Mom, you're supposed to be the responsible one here. Instead, you're acting like a two-year-old. Even _Bliss_ is more mature than you, Mom!"
"_Pleeeeeaaaase_?" Aphrodite, goddess of love, was one step short of begging.
"No, you're going to have to learn to deal with what you've done, and that's final!"
* * *
"Kendra, that is hardly behavior appropriate to a Slayer," Giles said, bringing his Watcher training to the fore, but even that wasn't enough to stop his gaze from caressing the dark-skinned Slayer's figure.
*Bloody hell!* he thought, feeling his face redden even as he tore his gaze away. *This is _most_ improper!*
"Aw, let 'em have their fun," Willow said, walking over to Giles and squeezing his arm.
Xander frowned. Willow was being awfully... _friendly_ to Giles.
No, he wasn't jealous. Just concerned about his best friend having an unhealthy crush on the Watcher.
Yeah, that was it.
Buffy frowned. "Giles is right, Willow," she said. "This is no place to be making out."
*Angel!* Buffy thought forcefully. *Remember Angel? The guy you're dating?*
But, damn, Willow was _hot_. So adorable in that fuzzy little sweater...
*Stop it!* she scolded herself.
Xander looked around. What was going on? Why was Kendra draping herself over him? Why was Willow practically drooling over _Giles_, of all people? And why were Buffy and Giles turning red like that?
Something was very, very wrong here.
"Uh, you know what, I'm gonna, um, leave now," he said, rising and bolting.
"Wait for me!" Kendra called after him.
* * *
Author's Note:
For those wondering, in the Xena episode A Comedy of Eros, it was made pretty evident that Cupid's arrows don't have the same overpowering effect the love spell from BB&B had.
* * *
Xander looked around.
Miss Calendar, Angel, Cordelia, and himself.
"Okay, people, something's wrong," Xander announced.
"Well, duh!" Cordy snapped. "That new Slayer girl was asking about _you_, and she actually seemed to like you. Of _course_ something's wrong."
Xander scowled and shook his head, "It's more than that, Cor. Willow's got a thing for the G-man, and both Buffy and Giles were blushing like maniacs." He looked at Jenny and said, "You're the closest we've got to a real witch. Any idea what's going on?"
"Um," Jenny hazarded, "it could be a love spell. Many love spells call on Diana, and Aphrodite doesn't like that, so she tends to sabotage them."
"Aphrodite," Xander repeated. He suddenly felt very worried, but he shook it off.
'Dite couldn't foul up _that_ badly, could she? Love was _her_ official domain, right?
"Think you can do a counterspell?"
"I could try."
* * *
Willow sighed as she plodded up the stairs. Giles seemed so interested in working with the new Slayer, Kendra, that he hardly seemed to notice her.
If she didn't know better, she'd think he had a thing for her, which was preposterous.
She opened the door to her room and blinked in surprise.
"Buffy?" she asked. "What are you doing here?"
"Can't I visit my best friend?" the Slayer asked innocently as she languidly rose from the bed.
"Well, o-of course you can," Willow stuttered, staring at Buffy's leather coat.
It seemed to be all she was wearing.
"But if you _must_ know," Buffy whispered into her ear, "it's because I brought you a gift." She leaned back and tugged at the belt holding the coat closed. "C'mon," she teased, "don't you wanna open your present?"
Willow squeaked and fled.
* * *
Author's Postscript:
*sigh* Dang it, I know how I want this to end, but writing the funny has always been a challenge for me (hence the difficulty with the next part of Sperm Donor).
Author: Cyclone
Feedback: Please be gentle.
Distribution: Gimme credit and a link. Plus, archived at http://fanfiction.net/profile.php?userid=62966 or http://fanfiction.net/~cyclone
Rating: I'm gonna go say PG.
Spoilers: Up to season two of Buffy and anything in the Herc/Xenaverse.
Disclaimer: The characters depicted herein belong to the other people. I'm just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: Xander gets some "help" from a goddess. Sequel to Reminiscence.
Author's Note: I _was_ planning on skipping to the Judge story arc, but...
* * *
"No, Ma, I'm not gonna reverse it."
"I am your mother, Cupid!"
"Then start acting like one! Mom, you're supposed to be the responsible one here. Instead, you're acting like a two-year-old. Even _Bliss_ is more mature than you, Mom!"
"_Pleeeeeaaaase_?" Aphrodite, goddess of love, was one step short of begging.
"No, you're going to have to learn to deal with what you've done, and that's final!"
* * *
"Kendra, that is hardly behavior appropriate to a Slayer," Giles said, bringing his Watcher training to the fore, but even that wasn't enough to stop his gaze from caressing the dark-skinned Slayer's figure.
*Bloody hell!* he thought, feeling his face redden even as he tore his gaze away. *This is _most_ improper!*
"Aw, let 'em have their fun," Willow said, walking over to Giles and squeezing his arm.
Xander frowned. Willow was being awfully... _friendly_ to Giles.
No, he wasn't jealous. Just concerned about his best friend having an unhealthy crush on the Watcher.
Yeah, that was it.
Buffy frowned. "Giles is right, Willow," she said. "This is no place to be making out."
*Angel!* Buffy thought forcefully. *Remember Angel? The guy you're dating?*
But, damn, Willow was _hot_. So adorable in that fuzzy little sweater...
*Stop it!* she scolded herself.
Xander looked around. What was going on? Why was Kendra draping herself over him? Why was Willow practically drooling over _Giles_, of all people? And why were Buffy and Giles turning red like that?
Something was very, very wrong here.
"Uh, you know what, I'm gonna, um, leave now," he said, rising and bolting.
"Wait for me!" Kendra called after him.
* * *
Author's Note:
For those wondering, in the Xena episode A Comedy of Eros, it was made pretty evident that Cupid's arrows don't have the same overpowering effect the love spell from BB&B had.
* * *
Xander looked around.
Miss Calendar, Angel, Cordelia, and himself.
"Okay, people, something's wrong," Xander announced.
"Well, duh!" Cordy snapped. "That new Slayer girl was asking about _you_, and she actually seemed to like you. Of _course_ something's wrong."
Xander scowled and shook his head, "It's more than that, Cor. Willow's got a thing for the G-man, and both Buffy and Giles were blushing like maniacs." He looked at Jenny and said, "You're the closest we've got to a real witch. Any idea what's going on?"
"Um," Jenny hazarded, "it could be a love spell. Many love spells call on Diana, and Aphrodite doesn't like that, so she tends to sabotage them."
"Aphrodite," Xander repeated. He suddenly felt very worried, but he shook it off.
'Dite couldn't foul up _that_ badly, could she? Love was _her_ official domain, right?
"Think you can do a counterspell?"
"I could try."
* * *
Willow sighed as she plodded up the stairs. Giles seemed so interested in working with the new Slayer, Kendra, that he hardly seemed to notice her.
If she didn't know better, she'd think he had a thing for her, which was preposterous.
She opened the door to her room and blinked in surprise.
"Buffy?" she asked. "What are you doing here?"
"Can't I visit my best friend?" the Slayer asked innocently as she languidly rose from the bed.
"Well, o-of course you can," Willow stuttered, staring at Buffy's leather coat.
It seemed to be all she was wearing.
"But if you _must_ know," Buffy whispered into her ear, "it's because I brought you a gift." She leaned back and tugged at the belt holding the coat closed. "C'mon," she teased, "don't you wanna open your present?"
Willow squeaked and fled.
* * *
Author's Postscript:
*sigh* Dang it, I know how I want this to end, but writing the funny has always been a challenge for me (hence the difficulty with the next part of Sperm Donor).