A/N: Wow! Great feedback, thankies! Oh, and if you're wondering why I included Spike, it's because I am a huge Spike fan. But not as big a Spike fan as my friend Amanda, who is the biggest James Marsters freak you will ever meet!

At the Spice Girls concert, Buffy was standing nervously onstage. There were millions of screaming fans in the audience before her, and she didn't even know what songs they were going to sing. The announcer continued speaking.

"SKANKY SPICE!" the announcer introduced. Faith stepped forward, dressed in not much more than what looked like a shiny black bra with red rhinestones glued all over the edges and a red sequined miniskirt. She had on black leather high heels that laced all the way up to her knees and went over her fishnet stockings. "WHINY SPICE!" Dawn stepped forward, wearing a frilly pink mini-dress with white lace on the edges. She had on white knee-highs and pink platform Mary Janes (the shoes, not the drug). "WICCA SPICE!" Willow stepped into the spotlight, wearing a black, falsely tattered mini-dress, a rhinestone-encrusted pointed witch's hat, and a sheer purple sash draped around her shoulders. "DITZY SPICE!" Cordelia moved into the spotlight, dressed in a lime green tank top and a hot pink miniskirt, with bright yellow flowers all over them and a pair of outlandishly high banana yellow platform shoes. "AND… SLAYER SPICE!"

Realizing this must be her cue, Buffy hobbled forward. This was quite a task, seeing as her shoes were about ten inches tall. She looked down, examining her outfit. She was wearing a teal corset that was trimmed with purple rhinestones and paired with a matching purple spandex miniskirt. She then realized in horror that Mr. Pointy was contained inside the heel of one of her ridiculously high clear platform shoes. With even more horror, she realized that she was clearly the most important person in the band, because her spot in the hoochie lineup was front and center. As soon as she stepped forward, there was a huge explosion from behind her, with multi-colored fireworks going off. A pounding pop base line began blaring from the speakers, nearly deafening her. Then with more horror than before, she felt herself bursting into song.

(Cue the background music to "Wannabe" by, who else, The Spice Girls)

BUFFY
Yo, I'll tell ya what I want, what I really really want

FAITH
So tell me what ya want, what ya really really want

BUFFY
I'll tell ya what I want, what I really really want

FAITH
So tell me what ya want, what ya really really want

BUFFY
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna really really really wanna zigazig ahhh

DAWN
I am a child, I like to whine
If you really want me, just give me time
If you don't pay attention, I start to pout
And then you'll regret… get out, get out, GET OUT!

WILLOW
I'll tell ya what I want, what I really really want

CORDELIA
So tell me what ya want, what ya really really want

WILLOW
I'll tell ya what I want, what I really really want

CORDELIA
So tell me what ya want, what ya really really want

WILLOW
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna really really really wanna zigazig ahhh

BUFFY
If you wanna be my lover, you gotta be dark and cold
Immortal vampire, never getting old
If you wanna be my lover, you have got to brood
I just won't be happy with some normal dude

FAITH
I'm all about one-night-stands, commitment my ass
I never really learned about morals and class
You'll be my boytoy, I'll make you shout
Then when I am done with you I'll kick you out

DAWN
I'll tell ya what I want, what I really really want

BUFFY
So tell me what ya want, what ya really really want

DAWN
I'll tell ya what I want, what I really really want

BUFFY
So tell me what ya want, what ya really really want

DAWN
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna really really really wanna zigazig ahhh

CORDELIA
If you wanna be my lover, you gotta be really hot
No more guys like Xander, I'm too big a snob
If you wanna be my lover, buy me lots of stuff
Your undying devotion, that's just not enough

(insert musical interlude, because none of them can rap)

WILLOW
If you wanna be my lover, you gotta be really deep
Sweet and very cuddly, and just as much a geek
If you wanna be my lover, don't bug me 'bout my magic
I will not believe you, isn't it so tragic?

WILLOW, CORDELIA, FAITH, AND DAWN
If you wanna be my lover

BUFFY
You gotta slam, slam, slam, slam

WILLOW, CORDELIA, FAITH, DAWN, AND BUFFY
Slam your body down and wind it all around
Slam your body down and wind it all around
Slam your body down and wind it all around

BUFFY
Slam your body down and zigazig ahhh

WILLOW, CORDELIA, FAITH, DAWN, AND BUFFY
If you wanna be my lover!

The song ended, much to Buffy's relief, and everyone cheered. Buffy gave a fake smile and took a bow with the rest of the girls.

"AND NOW…" the announcer boomed again, "…'NYSNC!!!!!!" This statement was followed by more frantic applause as the girls began to file behind the curtain.

Suddenly, Buffy nearly fell off of the stage in shock from seeing something extremely disturbing. There, in the front row of the audience, Giles was jumping up and down, screaming shrilly. He was wearing a white T-shirt that was cut off just below his chest, and the words, "I LOVE 'NSYNC!" were stamped across the front in big bold letters. Now feeling slightly sick to her stomach, Buffy ducked backstage with the rest of the girls. She was just beginning to recover from the trauma when 'NSYNC danced on the stage. With very new members. Buffy's mouth fell wide open.

A/N: Fear my cliffies of doom!!!!!!