A/N: Sorry for lack of updates. Got a little sidetracked. Anyway, let's
clear a few things up. I know it's confusing right now, but it will become
clear...er in later chapters. Now, here's chapter two of a really REALLY
twisted fairy tale!
Now, when we left off, the party was in full swing. Then...
A gust of wind blew the doors open.
"I didn't get an invite to this little get-together?!" Harmony screamed, outraged. "Hello! I am supposed to be the Belle of the ball! Mrs. Narrator person!"
Yeeeeeeees? *innocent look*
"Why wasn't I invited to the party?" she wined.
Because I needed an evil witch to curse Buffy.
"Oh. OK."
Yeah. Anyway...
"I think I will give little Buffy a gift. On her 15th birthday, She will prick her finger on the spindle of a spinning wheel and die!"
"That was a bit unoriginal."
Hey! I had to stick to the original story! It's not my fault.
Wes sighed as Harmony stormed out of the castle.
"Can you three do something about this?"
"Maybe. We can't break the curse, but we could probably lessen it." Spike said.
"Thank you. We really appreciate it."
"Of course ya do, luv. 'Swat we're here for."
"The stars and moon say that the pretty princess will sleep until her true love comes. They also say that the Panthers will win the superbowl." Dru said, smiling lightly.
"Wow. For Dru, that was incredibly lucid. But what do the bloody Carolina Panthers have to do with anything?"
Just don't ask. Save your sanity - or what's left of it - and don't ask.
"All right."
Good boy.
"Wes? I have a plan that would keep Buffy safe, at least for a while."
"Yes, Angel, you can take her into the woods to live in isolation until she is 15."
"Thanks, mate. We better get going before the bloody sun comes up."
"See ya in 15 years!"
"They're not coming back, are they?"
Not for a while. The next chapter focuses on you guys.
A/N: Next chapter: Buffy is grown up and she learns about her real parents.
Now, when we left off, the party was in full swing. Then...
A gust of wind blew the doors open.
"I didn't get an invite to this little get-together?!" Harmony screamed, outraged. "Hello! I am supposed to be the Belle of the ball! Mrs. Narrator person!"
Yeeeeeeees? *innocent look*
"Why wasn't I invited to the party?" she wined.
Because I needed an evil witch to curse Buffy.
"Oh. OK."
Yeah. Anyway...
"I think I will give little Buffy a gift. On her 15th birthday, She will prick her finger on the spindle of a spinning wheel and die!"
"That was a bit unoriginal."
Hey! I had to stick to the original story! It's not my fault.
Wes sighed as Harmony stormed out of the castle.
"Can you three do something about this?"
"Maybe. We can't break the curse, but we could probably lessen it." Spike said.
"Thank you. We really appreciate it."
"Of course ya do, luv. 'Swat we're here for."
"The stars and moon say that the pretty princess will sleep until her true love comes. They also say that the Panthers will win the superbowl." Dru said, smiling lightly.
"Wow. For Dru, that was incredibly lucid. But what do the bloody Carolina Panthers have to do with anything?"
Just don't ask. Save your sanity - or what's left of it - and don't ask.
"All right."
Good boy.
"Wes? I have a plan that would keep Buffy safe, at least for a while."
"Yes, Angel, you can take her into the woods to live in isolation until she is 15."
"Thanks, mate. We better get going before the bloody sun comes up."
"See ya in 15 years!"
"They're not coming back, are they?"
Not for a while. The next chapter focuses on you guys.
A/N: Next chapter: Buffy is grown up and she learns about her real parents.