Disclaimer: One day I'll be rich enough to buy the legal rights to these characters and whatnot from Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, etc...But until that day I'll just have to settle for doing this (while trying just to gather the forty-some dollars it'll take to buy season four of Angel when it comes out in two and half weeks--September 7 for anyone who wants to know but doesn't...)

Chapter Six

"Dude, Dawn, what's up with this?" one of the party guests asked as the love songs began bursting through the radio.

Dawn's face turned a bright shade of red in her embarrassment as she quickly rushed to the cd player. "Um, the wiring in this house is really crappy...Keeps the mortgage down, so I can't complain, but still..." she lied as she knelt down next to the small red cd players.

Gasping, she suddenly found the true reason as to why the music had suddenly switched. On the table with the cd player sat her sister, Xander, and Anya while Willow and Tara had begun dancing around in small circles to the music. "What are you doing?" Dawn hissed as she picked up all five Scoobies in her right hand, thanking whatever that they were getting smaller as the time went on.

"Me?" Buffy asked as she tried to sound tough, but knew it was hopeless since she was only a few precious inches tall. "I'm not the one throwing a huge party while my guardian is unavailable."

Dawn groaned as she walked out and into the bathroom after switching the music pack to the alternative rock cd that had been playing before. "Like hell Buffy. This hardly qualified as a party. There's not even a band like there was at your welcome home party a few years ago."

Willow stepped in for Buffy's sake. "But that wasn't Buffy's fault. We invited the band and the guests. But that doesn't count 'cause your mother was home during the party and aware of it before people started showing up."

"Dawn, send your friends home and then clean up," Buffy commanded sternly.

Dawn shook her head as she placed the five Scoobies down next to the sink. "I don't think so," she said clearly.

"Dawn!" Buffy threatened.

"What are you going to do about it?" Dawn asked as she flicked the light off and ran out of the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.

"Crap," Buffy muttered to herself. "Ok, we're in big trouble," she began. "Can anyone see anything?" she asked a moment later as she found that she was struggling with the task.

Various ways of saying "no" echoed through the bathroom, followed by a short shriek and then another one as Anya and Xander slipped into the sink.

"Willow?" Buffy called as she forced herself to remain still. "Willow, Tara were are you two?"

"Um, near the soap," Willow answered as she held Tara's left hand comfortingly in her in her right one. "What about you?"

Buffy felt around her, trying to feel anything familiar to her. "Near Dawn's hairbrush," she called a moment later as she clung to the small thing.

"I wish we could see," Xander began softly from in the sink, where Anya was clinging to him. He wrapped a comforting arm around her thin body as to try and calm her down.

To his surprise a second later, the light did flip on and in walked one of the boys from the party.

"Oh, I do not want to see this," Buffy muttered as she turned around and ran into the bristles of Dawn's hairbrush. She looked over at Willow and Tara, finding the two of them had their eyes clenched shut. She could not see into the sink from her position, but she was fairly certain Anya and Xander were not watching as the boy began to use the bathroom facilities.

"You really do not want to mess with the Fett," Warren began as he reached for the action figure.

"I don't?" Spike asked as he examined the plastic thing held in his hands, holding it a little above his head, just out of Warren's reach.

"Look, we'll do...anything. You want the shrink ray plans? Consider them yours. I can reprogram the robot to like you again and you can take her...Just don't mess with Bobba Fett," Warren continued.

"While those do sound tempting, I'm passing," he said as he began to juggle the action figure back and forth between his hands as the three nerds watched in horror.

"Why?" Jonathan asked curiously.

"'Cause I can sleep with the real Slayer and the plans to the shrink ray won't help one bit 'cause I don't speak loser," Spike said as he pretended to nearly drop the action figure, catching it with a few inches to spare.

"We'll bring them back to normal height!" Warren begged.

"Do it," Spike commanded.

"Will we get it back?" Andrew asked.

"Will you do it?" Spike asked back as he continued juggling.

Warren nodded as he pulled Jonathan and Andrew closer towards him. "Look, he's serious so we better do this." The other two nerds instantly agreed as the three of them began fiddling with the shrink ray.

"Here," Warren said ten minutes later as he handed it to Spike. "Just push the red button and it'll undo everything."

Spike glanced curiously at the three of them before shrugging and pushing the large red button on the top. A bright green light filled the room as the three nerds shrunk down to inches.

"Other red button," Mini-Warren mumbled.

Spike gave a slight chuckle before hitting the correct button. A blue light filled the nerd's basement as they returned to normal height.

The same blue light filled the Summers' downstairs bathroom as the Scoobies reverted to their normal height. Luckily for them, the boy had left and lucky for Anya and Xander, he had not tried to wash his hands.

Buffy groaned, pulling Dawn's hairbrush out of her honey blond hair and tossing it to the ground. "Hey," she said in realization. "I'm me again."

"Very good," Xander said proudly as he patted Buffy's head slightly.

"Watch it," Buffy warned. "I'm not the one who looks like I wet myself," she said as she gestured down at where the water from the sink had gotten to Xander's pants.

"Not my fault," Xander began as he opened the bathroom door and the five of them got out.

Buffy smiled as she walked back into the family room, switching off the cd player and snapping the attention of everyone in the room.

"Dawn, I thought you said your sister was on a business trip," the boy who had used the bathroom said as he turned to Dawn.

"Please," Buffy began. "I don't even have a job, but you better go and wash your hands," she said. The boy said nothing as his cheeks grew red and he rushed over to the bathroom. "Now Dawn, send your friends home and clean up this mess," she commanded slightly.

Embarrassment covered Dawn's face as Buffy began walking up the stairs. "Um, well, I guess the party's over," she began weakly.

FIN