A/N: Thanks sooo much for the feedback, guys! It means a lot! I really wanted to test the waters, so to speak, with the first chapter. Future chapters should be more entertaining, and contain more detail.

Just to answer some answers to questions that I hoped were coming, and they came, so...yay!: 1) Salukjta is pronounced Sal-ook-tah. My friend thought I should add a "j" because it looked interesting (don't you agree?). 2) This is set roughly seventeen years after All the Way. Everything is AU after that. 3) It really wasn't a question, but are we all clear that Anya just thought her sister disappeared? Anya doesn't know that her sister became a vengeance demon. I think it makes sense because the only vengeance demon she ever refers to specifically is Halfrek, her work was her number one priority (that means not much socializing), and their paths probably wouldn't cross. Think about it: revenge on men for women and revenge on older siblings...

Icealina: I agree. The youngest sibling always does cause the most trouble! That's how Sally got her job before Anya! ; )

Chapter 2

"Do you like to bowl?" Josie asked Sally over her siblings shouts.

"Umm..."

"We go every Wednesday night. You're welcome to come," Xander told her.

"I have...ballet," she lied. Sally tried to spend as little time with her clients as possible since the Slinky incident of 1945.

"Conforming to the college stereotype of making mom do your laundry and eating all of our food is not in any way productive! Get a job!"

Sally listened impatiently to the two banter. Time was money, and she had yet to fill her quota for the month. Sally rolled her eyes as the quarrel continued , mentally scoffing at the reason for the squabble. Human children fought over and about the most mundane things.

"I have a job!" Robbie countered.

"Okay, guys. Let's just calm down for a second," Xander, Josie, and Sally entered the scene.

Josie hopped up on one of the stools and motioned for Sally to take a seat in the one next to her.

"They fight like this all the time. It's quite amusing," she told her, brightness in her voice, "We were at the..."

Sally gave her a puzzled look as the girl went on about her sister and brother getting her family kicked out of a restaurant. Josie didn't seem to acknowledge the vengeance demon's questioning look. It was odd. A lot of her "no one pays attention to me" clients (actually, most of her clients) didn't like their siblings to argue, but Josie saw it more as...

"It's like watching television or going to the movies--only you don't have to pay," she confided happily.

"Daddy, he's eighteen--make him be responsible," Harper demanded, sounding very much like Anya when Giles and Willow would talk about her like she wasn't there.

"I am responsible," he retorted.

"Then get a job!"

"I have a job!"

"Winning a cash prize every now and then at the bowling alley does not constitute as a job. Daddy," Harper pleaded and looked to Xander, as did Robbie.

"Figure it out--"

Harper cut him off, "He ate all the pickles!"

Josie jumped at Harper's declaration, "Not the nickel pickles! Daddy!?"

"AND the cheese!" Harper added quickly.

"Oh, dear God! Daddy--you have to do something!"

Sally's eyes widened. This was possibly the most eccentric conversation she'd been present for in over a thousand years as a vengeance demon. Maybe coming to Sunnydale wasn't such a good idea...

"Stop!" everyone turned to look at Xander, "You will all work this out before your mother and Georgia get home, and then we will go bowling," he said sternly.

Everyone was silent.

"After my swim practice," Josie added...you know, just in case they forgot.

"After Josie's swim practice," everyone was silent again.

"I'll be outside...working on the porch," Xander informed them calmly, but feeling guilty for yelling even if it was the only way to get their attention.

Harper glared at Robbie, "See what you did? Geez, I can't believe you," she threw her hands up and defeat and stormed out of the house.

Josie mocked her glare and turned to Sally, "Let's go. I don't like being around coin-shaped pickle-and-cheese-eating ex-brothers."

Robbie shrugged, and opened a bag of chips.

Josie gave a little 'hmmph!', hopped off of her stool, and marched angrily up the steps. Sally's lips curled into a small, satisfied smile as she lowered herself off of the stool. She brushed off her jumper, turned to smile at Robbie, and walked after Josie with her head high.

Robbie simply muttered: "Oooh-kaaay," drawing out the word, and then he popped another chip into his mouth.

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Sally sat perched on Josie's bed with a slight and warm smile on her little face. Vengeance was hers!--or, rather, Josie's...Anyway, she had a feeling this was going to be a hell of a wish. She fingered her pendant, the jewel catching the sunlight.

Josie paced in front of Josie, fists clenched at her sides.

"Does your brother do this a lot? Eat," she paused to clear her throat and briefly consider the reason she was going to seek revenge upon this child's male sibling, "pickles and cheese?"

Josie stopped pacing and turned to look at Sally. The young girl's face was red with anger. She let out a frustrated sigh, and threw herself on her bed. Sally turned around to look down at her.

"Yes. He always gets away with it, too. Everyone's all 'Go ahead, Robbie, take a shower in the girls' bathroom. They won't mind if you leave the toilet seat up, and use all the toilet paper and fail to replace it, and use other people's toothbrushes, and get water all over the floor so Josie can sprain her ankle'. You know, I wish..."

Sally's eyes lit up, 'Wish, wish, wish your problems away, little girl,' she thought, more than pleased with herself.

"Arrrgh!" Josie didn't finish her wish, damn it!

'Okay, I can do this. She's pissed off--it'll be easy,' the tiny vengeance demon thought to herself.

"That must've been..." Sally tried to think of a childish word, "uh...bad."

The young girl looked disgusted, "I couldn't even swim or go bowling or anything."

"Your brother sounds like a really mean guy. Don't you wish he had something really bad happen to him?" Sally asked, trying not to sound too excited about something terrible happening to her older brother.

Josie sighed, "I don't know. He's pretty cool sometimes. He let's me read his comic books," the ten-year old added, a soft smile on her face as she recalled the memories.

"Well, did he even say sorry when you got hurt?" Sally asked, trying to keep the frustration out of her voice. Why did humans have to make things so difficult?

Josie looked agitated again, "No. He didn't even buy me any get well presents!" she threw a pillow across the room and turned to Sally.

"I wish that every time someone gives him a present, it explodes into really tiny pieces so that not even daddy can fix it. And I wish that whenever he tries to eat food he didn't buy, he can't open his mouth. AND whenever he tries to go in our bathroom, he sprains his ankle!"

"Finally! And, sure, it wasn't very creative, but I'll manage," Sally smiled deviously, and morphed into Salukjta.

"Done," she said, the devilish smile not leaving her face.

A muffled scream could be heard coming from down the hall.

"Robbie," Josie whispered to herself, eyes wide with fright.

Salukjta nodded knowingly, "I'll be seeing you," she winked at the child, waved her arm, and disappeared.

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A/N: Josie is supposed to be all over the place. I want her to talk a little, tiny bit like Anya, but trying to talk like Xander...and it's not supposed to work out. It's confusing and I probably shouldn't do it.

I'm really sorry for the long update. I've been busy all week and just found time to upload. I know it's short, but the next update shouldn't take nearly as long. I hope I haven't lost my audience.

Also, I know it was probably a train wreck of a chapter, but I never said I was a good writer. I do try to keep all reasonable suggestions (and all suggestions have been fabulous and far from unreasonable) in mind when I write. If you have any, please review. If you liked it, didn't like it, are confused, have requests, and so on, review! I like reviews. I like to know that people are reading.

You know how Halfrek had that little speech in Older and Faraway? Well, Salukjta has one too.