Sunnydale Preschool
1:03 PM
"No no Mckayla! You don't eat the clay!" Anya cried before yanking a wade of playdoh out of the little girls hand.
"I wasn't trying to eat it Anya," Mckayla replied simply.
"Sure looked like it to me," Anya said handing the girl a plastic container filled with legos.
"Now why don't you go and play with these." Mckayla took the container over to Brenda and Adrianna and together the three started to play.
"An, will you please tell me what is wrong with this picture?" Xander begged Anya for the trillionth time.
"Xander I've looked at this picture about a trillon times. And for the trillionth time there is nothing wrong with Emily's picture besides the fact she replaced her father with a picture of Buffy, Drusilla, and Spike."
"And that's something we can just let go right?" Xander cried sarcastically.
"Look my precious little humaniod boyfriend. If this thing bothers you that much why don't you call Buffy down here? Schools over in like 2 hours so you better hurry up," Anya said not wanting to carry out the discussion any further. With that Xander went over out into the hallway and dialed Buffy's number into his cell phone.
Rose's Foster Families Home
1:00 PM
Rose scrambled around trying to get together the rest of her clothes. She came across her pink sweater and held it close. She inhaled the thick scent of Drusilla and started to cry quietly. She wanted to see her mom a lot. Willow knocked tentively on the door then entered.
"What's the matter Rose?" she asked sitting down next to her on the bed.
"I miss her," she squeaked softly, "I love her so much."
"It's okay to cry Rose," Willow told her and held her close. Again, Rose sunk into her embrace feeling somewhat better. The two sat there for a long while, before Buffy came up.
"Are we ready?" she asked. Before Willow or Rose could answer Buffy's phone rang. Recognizing Xander's number she picked it up.
"What is it Xand?" Buffy asked.
"You have to get down here now Buffy. Something very wrong is going on here."
