"Bored, Bored, BORED!". Willow muttered to herself. She turned to her mate. "There's nothing to do around here during the day. And we had to stick Amy overWe need to move."
"What, like into a house?" Tara sounded unenthusiastic.
"Well, no... Maybe I could find us a crypt? I've always liked Spike's place!"
"Really?"
"Okay, maybe not. But there's abandoned places around. We can keep 'em that way." The red-head's eyes flashed at the idea of more violence.
Tara's tongue flicked out and in again like a snake.
"Viper." Willow smiled seductively.
"Mmm-hmm." Tara agreed. "Viper. I like it."
"It can be, like, your evil name!" Willow was getting excited.
"Then you'll need one too. M-maybe something... Red?" Looking at Willow's hair. "Something with blood. Blood Queen?"
"Blood-death?"
"Nah. Mistress of Pain?"
"Blood-bath. Bubble-bath!"
"Red-death?"
"None of these are very good, are they?"
"We can worry about it later. Now, we still have a few hours before sunset. How 'bout we get some...sleep?" Willow licked Tara's cheek in a way that obviously didn't mean nap-time.
Tara grabbed Willow's hair and pulled her tongue of her face and into her mouth. "Sleep sounds good."
And they both fell onto the bed, quite literally wrapped in each-other.
--------------Author's Note--------------
If anyone has any ideas for Willow's nickname (OR a better one for Tara) please send reviews telling me. On that topic, please send reviews anyway!
--------------Author's Note--------------
*I have to find her.* Buffy lay awake, thinking. *I've seen Willow evil, and this time with magic too...*
Buffy thought back to when a vampire-ific Willow had come to Sunnydale for a visit from another dimension.
*Can't let it happen. She was dangerous, I know that, but was else was she like? CORDELIA!* Buffy sat up in bed. *Of course, she was there! In the other universe. Where Sunnydale had no slayer to protect it.* Buffy hadn't been told WHY she hadn't arrived, only that Cordy was "mysteriously" taken to that world.
She checked the clock. 3am. *Oh well. I can get a bit of pay-back on the high-school bitch while I research.* She thought, leaning over to the phone and dialing for L.A.
"What, like into a house?" Tara sounded unenthusiastic.
"Well, no... Maybe I could find us a crypt? I've always liked Spike's place!"
"Really?"
"Okay, maybe not. But there's abandoned places around. We can keep 'em that way." The red-head's eyes flashed at the idea of more violence.
Tara's tongue flicked out and in again like a snake.
"Viper." Willow smiled seductively.
"Mmm-hmm." Tara agreed. "Viper. I like it."
"It can be, like, your evil name!" Willow was getting excited.
"Then you'll need one too. M-maybe something... Red?" Looking at Willow's hair. "Something with blood. Blood Queen?"
"Blood-death?"
"Nah. Mistress of Pain?"
"Blood-bath. Bubble-bath!"
"Red-death?"
"None of these are very good, are they?"
"We can worry about it later. Now, we still have a few hours before sunset. How 'bout we get some...sleep?" Willow licked Tara's cheek in a way that obviously didn't mean nap-time.
Tara grabbed Willow's hair and pulled her tongue of her face and into her mouth. "Sleep sounds good."
And they both fell onto the bed, quite literally wrapped in each-other.
--------------Author's Note--------------
If anyone has any ideas for Willow's nickname (OR a better one for Tara) please send reviews telling me. On that topic, please send reviews anyway!
--------------Author's Note--------------
*I have to find her.* Buffy lay awake, thinking. *I've seen Willow evil, and this time with magic too...*
Buffy thought back to when a vampire-ific Willow had come to Sunnydale for a visit from another dimension.
*Can't let it happen. She was dangerous, I know that, but was else was she like? CORDELIA!* Buffy sat up in bed. *Of course, she was there! In the other universe. Where Sunnydale had no slayer to protect it.* Buffy hadn't been told WHY she hadn't arrived, only that Cordy was "mysteriously" taken to that world.
She checked the clock. 3am. *Oh well. I can get a bit of pay-back on the high-school bitch while I research.* She thought, leaning over to the phone and dialing for L.A.