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Author's note: If you're confused, then things will get explained in further chapters, but just remember that Angel Investigations is just as confused. I've changed the style now, coz I'm starting the story, and it's not the introduction anymore. Hope you all like it!

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Wesfan1234: Yep. That's exactly what happened, except the older versions are still around. Expect confusion! :-)

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ReganX: As you'll find out in this chapter, I did change things from the episode, so rather than having them turn into kids, the kids are kinda there as well as the adult people. I really can't explain things well, but I think it makes sense. Thanks for reviewing!

"What's going on?!" Cordelia demanded.

Her head swam with images from the past and present, flying around her head in no particular order. She hated it. She hated what she remembered about herself. She hated the confusion it brought. And she hated the fact that there were six children she didn't know. So if she didn't know them, then the spell couldn't have worked. Her memory couldn't be back. And everything she was seeing couldn't have happened.

Tears of confusion pricked at her eyes as more and more memories filled her head. More memories which she couldn't be sure were true.

"I need to be alone." And with that, she turned and ran out the room.

Angel watched her leave in concern, his eyes flicking from the spot where she was, to the children, two girls, three boys, and a small Pylean demon, and then back to the spot.

"Cordelia?!"

Lorne put a hand on his shoulder. "Leave her, Angelcakes," he said gently, indicating to the six restless children. "I think we have a few bigger problems."

No sooner had the words left Lorne's mouth, one of the "problems" stood up and marched over to Angel, her long dark hair flowing in perfect curls down her back, striking a pose unnatural for a girl of five years, with one hand on her hip.

"Did you just call her Cordelia?" the child demanded, not at all worried by her strange surroundings.

Angel nodded, surprise taking over his power of speech.

"That's my name too," she told him with an angelic smile. "And I shouldn't talk to you coz you're a stranger, and mommy says never to talk to strangers, but daddy says I'm a princess, and I think that princesses should be able to talk to whoever they want."

Angel's mouth dropped open, as did everyone else's. The little girl noticed and smiled; she got that reaction a lot.

"Is your friend a princess too?" Mini-Cordy went on to ask, her eyes lighting up.

Wesley stepped in to answer, being the only one not hypnotized with amazement. "Why, no Cordelia, I'm afraid she isn't."

A slight scowl appeared across the little girl's face, she'd been excited at the idea, but her heart melting smile was soon back. "It's ok," she reassured the small group of adults. "I expect I'm just better than her." Happy with her decision, little Cordelia nodded to herself. "Not everyone can be a princess, you see."

Aware of a tug at her leg, Fred looked down to see a small dark skinned boy, with a teddy clutched to his chest, and his thumb firmly in his mouth.

Fred's eyes widened as she turned to Gunn, and then back again, while the child introduced himself.

"My name is Charlie," he said shyly, with his thumb causing a slight lisp. "And this is my teddy."

Everyone turned to face Gunn with a mixture of shock and amusement, nobody had ever imagined him as such a sweet little child. It just hadn't seemed possible.

"Can I be a princess too?" Charlie asked the pretty five year old Cordelia, his eyes peering nervously at her over his teddy.

Gunn almost laughed, quickly turning it into a cough. "I know I didn't just say what I think I said!" he choked. "I mean, I know he didn't just say what I think he said." Gunn corrected in total embarrassment. "Wesley?"

Two Wesley's looked up at Gunn, both of them eager to help, while Cordelia informed Charlie that boys couldn't be princesses, because they're "yucky".

"Big Wesley," Gunn confirmed, causing the smaller version to get a hurt expression on his face and look down at his feet.

"Well, these children do appear to be us," Wesley explained helpfully, although stating the obvious. "Lorne's spell must have done something ... "

"So you got nothing?" Gunn guessed correctly.

Wesley nodded.

"Spell?!" A shocked and frightened voice rang out from the crowd of children. "Who are you people?!" it continued in a state of panic. Liam. Backing away towards the stairs, the little boy shielded his hands across his face. "What world is this?!"

"He doesn't understand," Angel realised. "He's not from our time."

Lorne stepped towards the child cautiously. "Hey there, Pudding, what's ... "

Liam looked up at the green face in front of him, and screamed, stumbling as he ran further away from the strange people. "Demon!" he cried fearfully, shaking his head in disbelief. "Father said the demons would come for me."

Cordelia stamped her foot angrily. "Shut up!" she demanded, and strangely enough, Liam fell silent. Charlie backed away from her though, clinging to his teddy even tighter.

"Shut up. Shut up. Shut up!" she continued, before explaining calmly, "I'm from Sunnydale, and I know what's going on." Folding her arms and shaking her dark curls, Cordy turned to Lorne accusingly. "And I know what you are. You're a ... "

"Alien, right?" came a small Texan voice, as five year old Fred interrupted with her theories. "I always knew they were real."

"That's my girl," Gunn grinned, putting his arm around the older version. Fred flinched under his touch and moved away. Gunn's face fell.

"Mommy doesn't think aliens are real, and she doesn't think I know what five times five is, and I do. I do." Little Fred insisted. "So mommy doesn't know a lot really."

Everyone looked surprised at this, not Fred's ability to do math, they'd known she was smart, but the fact that Trish didn't believe in aliens. After the quick adjustment the Burkle's had made with demons, they had seemed likely to believe in anything.

"But I know lots of things. I know my name is Winifred Burkle, and I know I love my mommy and daddy like pancakes, even if they think aliens are pretend, and I know that five times five is twenty-five, and I know that taco's are yummy, and ..." she finished, pointing to Lorne. "I know what you are."

Turning suddenly, the five year old noticed yet another green skinned person. A smaller green skinned person.

Feeling uncomfortable under the stare of a cow-slave, said green skinned person stood up. "My name is Krevlornswath of the Deathwok clan, and ... "

Lorne immediately stepped forward to stop his younger self.

"Hey there, Pumpkin Pie," he said cheerfully. "Why don't we just call you Krev."

Narrowing his eyes, the newly named Krev nodded, and sat back down, not liking his surroundings and the amount of cow-slaves.

Mini-Fred's eyes lit up, as the perfect idea came to her. "Can I dissect you?"

TBC: I hope you liked this chapter, there'll be more coming soon. Please review!

I just wanna add: It's exactly two weeks till my birthday!!! Yay! Then I'll be 15! And yeah I know it's a bit early to be getting excited, but I go back to school tomorrow, so my birthday's the only thing to look forward to!