DISCLAIMER: No infringement of copyright is intended. You know the drill, anyone appearing on or mentioned on BtVS are ME's. New characters introduced here are mine.
RATING: K
PAIRING: Buffy/Jonathan
SUMMARY: Jonathan gets a lecture from Buffy about his action.
SETTING: Set sometime during the episode, 4.17 Superstar
WARNINGS and or SPOILERS: We are under a spell so, technically non-canon/not-in-our-right-mind. Over-the-top wackiness.
The Dressing-down
by Eris © 2005 — All rights reserved.
"Jonathan, what you did was so wrong on so many levels, I can't even begin to explain it to you," Buffy lectured, her blue eyes seemingly wild with outrage.
He hung his head shamefully, kicking at the floor with the toe of his sneaker, "I-I know," was all he offered up in his defense.
"I mean, what were you thinking?" she ranted, but as he moved to answer, she threw up a long index finger cutting him off, "Uh-uh, I know what you were thinking. Freak much? How could you do it?" She shook her head, throwing out her arms in question then folded them in disgust.
He chewed at his lip and shrugged, "I-It was a spell."
"Rhetorical," she barked then cringed reaching for her throbbing temple, exasperated. "And wrong, y'know, do it."
"Oh, sorry," he nodded in understanding, fidgeting nervously.
"You should be," she affirmed.
"I am," he assured, beginning to sweat under her persistence.
"You should be," she reiterated sternly.
"I really am," he repeated with a big sigh and a repentant frown.
"You should be..." she echoed in the same hard tone, then suddenly her voice changed to that of a pouty little girl's as she continued, "...having all that sex with all of my friends and not me."
"I'm really sorr--" he began, then blinked; face wide with confusion, "Wait... What?"
A sly smile daringly escaped her lips as she stepped towards him. Snaking an arm around him she began making small circles on his chest with her fingertips and kissed him, sighing softly, "Oh, Jonathan."