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Sarai had never used so much soap in her life. She was known for using a lot in the past, but never in the quantity she used for washing the scent and feeling of trash off her. She had finished off the bar already in the shower, and then used half a bottle of chocolate scented shower gel to be on the safe side. When she was finished, dried off and dressed, she sent Dawn to go and check on the capture situation and then went to bed. "Smaller-version, get in here," she ordered. Little Sarai did as she was told. "So, before, you do understand that The Daddy and I were just playing around with each other, right?"
The child shrugged. "I-I think. But I don't get why you do it. It seems mean."
Sarai suppressed laughing. "No it's not. It's fun. Really. And neither of us mind. You should try it when he gets back."
"How?"
"I don't know. But try and go for the hair, hair jokes never fail."
"Do you mean how it's all pointy?"
This time Sarai laughed out right. "You'll do fine."
"I am hungry," Little Sarai stated.
Sarai moaned as she dragged her body out of bed, "yeah, yeah, food. I'll warm up some pizza. And I swear as you as my witness, I am going to the Bahamas when this is done."The two made their way into the kitchen and Sarai stared at the pizza. It was so... plain. She was definitely going to have to educate Lindsey on the proper way to get pizza's, since she intended on him sticking around. But it was okay. Plain cheese would serve the purpose. She heated two slices up in the toast-oven, and when they were ready, gave one of them to Little Sarai. "Here you go, hope you enjoy losing your pizza virginity!" she cheered.
"Virginity?" the child questioned as she bit into the pizza. "It's delightful!" she exclaimed.
"Okay, first of all, delightful? You're five, not fifty. Secondly, virginity is well," Sarai grinned wickedly, "is something I am sure daddy will be glad to explain to you when he gets back. In fact, I'll make sure of it."
"Will he explain what 'horny' means too?"
"Sureness, of course!"
"Can I ask you something?" Little Sarai asked.
"Yes."
"When do we get to leave and come here? And how?"
Sarai looked away and hesitated, "not... not for a while from where you're at in our point in time. It's a complicated story. Still not really sure I understand it all," she mumbled.
"Oh." Little Sarai thought for a moment. "Will I get to stay here with you, and father and mother from now on?"
" Ax the 'father' and 'mother' stuff. It's distant, and stuffy. Only use it when being over dramatic or kidding. Go with dad/daddy or mom/mommy. Secondly, I have no idea. I mean, I can't do all the work around here," she answered as she left the table, her plate still there.
"Aren't you going to clean up?"
"Why would I do that?"
"Because it's the right thing to do."
Sarai rolled her eyes. She nearly forgot what a rule-following, dork she used to be. She mentally cursed the man who made her that way. "Yeah, it might be. But this is one of those right things, that are canceled out by the fact that I've discovered the lazy-bitch side of life and enjoy it so much better."
"Oh, okay. Can I ask you one more thing?"
"Sure."
"Who is that boy you are always with?"
"Boy? Oh! Ryan. Yeah, he's Ryan. My boyfriend. Do you know what a boyfriend is?"
"Of course!" the child replied demeaningly.
"Don't you dare take that tone with me! I invented that tone!"
"Nu-uh! It was me. Cause I am before you so I made it! Even if it is impolite and rude and bad."
"Damn, you got me there," Sarai regretfully conceded. "So yeah, anyway, he's my boyfriend."
"Okay. Just wanted to know. Cause he's really nice."
"Yes, he is."
"He told me bubbles aren't bad."
"When did this happen?"
"The other night when you weren't here. I didn't know that bubbles were good when they were offered to me. But then the Ryan-person came here, and he explained it."
Sarai was confused. "He came here when you were in the bathtub?"
"Nope. He came in the door as I tried to escape from the bubbles."
"Oh. Okay. So you were all escaping, and dressed." Little Sarai shook her head. "You weren't dressed!"
"No. I didn't have clothes on. I think that bothered him."
Sarai was not pleased. "He saw me naked! He saw me naked as a child, and I didn't even know til now! That's not how it goes! He's not supposed to see me naked til at least prom! Hopefully," she complained. "Wait, I never said that last part about prom. Forget it," she added, once she realized what she had let out.
"What's a prom?"
"Oh, it's this like, party I get to go to at the end of this school year. Ryan is going with me. And I am going to have the coolest dress I can find... I just haven't found it yet."
"And you have to be naked at one point?"
"No. You don't have to be. But... actually, that's private. Let's just leave that whole area alone."
"So that's not something I can ask dad about later?"
"NO!" Sarai yelled. "Absolutely not. Hell no. Not at all. Never in a trillion years," she elaborated. "Besides, I haven't even made the official decision yet."
There was a knock on the front door. It was Fred and Sophia. "I got an update on what was going on, and I didn't want you to have to be here sick, by yourself," Fred said as she walked in the penthouse.
"Aw, thanks," Sarai replied. "Even though the mini's here. Oh! I don't think she and Sophia have met." She turned to Little Sarai. "Mini, this is my bestest-friend under the age of seventeen, Sophia. Sophia, sweety, this is... well... Sarai, like me. She's very much like me, so you two should like each other." Both children shyly looked at Sarai. "You can wave to each other, if you want," she advised, out of lack of a better idea. They did as she suggested. "Alrighty, it's been fun people, but I am off to bed. See ya'll later. Wini-the-Fred, I appreciate you staying here and watching the other small person for me while I rest." Just as Sarai reached her bedroom door and was about to go in, she heard her vampire self fighting in the hall with her father. "You've got to be joking. What does a girl have to do to get some rest around here?" she questioned to no one specifically. Within seconds Angel, Darla, Dawn, Faith, Lindsey, Gunn and Wesley, came in restraining Vampire Sarai, who was yelling a boatload of obscenities at them all. Sophia looked at the mean vampire who looked just like her friend/babysitter/surrogate big sister, and was very confused, and slightly afraid. "Why don't you play with Skittles in my room?" Sarai told the child before anyone else could tell her to leave. She did as she was told.
"Who the hell do you people think you are!" Vampire Sarai demanded as she tried to break free. Her focus was mainly on Angel.
"Even as I vampire you blame me for everything," he griped in return.
"What's your point?" both vampire and teenage Sarai questioned.
"Get. The. Fuck. Off. Me!" the vampire then demanded, saying each word sharply.
"Language!" Angel and Darla both said on instinct.
"Lame-o's," Sarai defended, "like neither of you have ever said it? I don't think so." She then focused on the vampire. "And how dare you speak to him like that!"
Faith decided to intervene. "Look, girl, you don't want to be here anymore then we want you here. But for the mean time you're just going to have to cooperate until we can send you back."
"Well, send me back soon!" the vampire screamed.
"Shh!" Sarai hissed. "You'll upset Sophia if you keep it up."
"Should I give a shit about this person you're talking about?"
"You should unless you want me to kill you." Sarai thought for a minute. "Did I just threaten to kill myself? I mean, she's evil, so it's okay right? It doesn't mean that I'm subconsciously suicidally psycho, right?"
"Don't worry," Gunn assured her, "that's not the kind of psycho you are, and in you'd have to have a conscience in order to have a subconscience" he said, exercising his right as best friend number one, to make fun of her.
"Well, good," Sarai replied before sticking her tongue out at him.
Vampire Sarai was annoyed heavily still. "So what do you expect me to do around here while you retards 'figure things out'?"
An idea entered Sarai's head. "Well, if you insisted on doing damage, there's this girl named Brianna, who knows me, and so..."
"Sarai," Angel cut off.
"What? I was only gonna have some scarily confusing fun."
"But why waste your time with that, one someone who's not nearly as pretty or cool as you?" Ryan questioned as he, Cordy and Willow made themselves known, from the doorway.
"That's so sweet," Sarai blushed slightly. Angel rolled his eyes bitterly.
"Oh you must be a version of my father," Vampire Sarai stated in response to the angry eye-rolling reaction to the display that just went on.
"And she's fifteen, Angel, what do you expect? Let her go a bit," Darla advised, lightly hitting Angel on the shoulder. Lindsey snickered.
"You can't tell me what to do," Angel replied, sounding slightly childish.
"That's it. I'm moving to Alaska," Sarai sarcastically announced.
"I'll help you pack," Angel played along.
"Help? You'd do it. You know I despise packing. It involves folding and all that other stuff that I don't believe in."
"You mean movement that doesn't involve changing TV channels?"
"That about sums it up."
Before the bickering could go on, Wesley's cellphone rang. He answered it and had a short conversation before hanging up. "Well, my research team has discovered something," he told the group.
"What Britney see's in Kevin Federline? Cause I just don't get it. Not just cause he's a deadbeat, but cause he always looks like he needs a shower," Sarai replied. "The dirty look is soooo unappealing."
"I was talking about something important," Wesley replied, "what's going on around here. And getting rid of as many of you as possible," he decided to take a verbal shot at the girl who loves to torture him any way she can, out of frustration.
"Figures. After all, sending me away, it's what you do best," Sarai replied immediately.
"What do you mean?" Little Sarai asked.
"You're better off not knowing," Sarai told her. "So, just what is it that your crack team discovered?"
"My team tested the room where young... you... was found. And looked into spells and portals that leave the kind of residue that was found there, and assume that the same can be said for where vampire..."
"Wes, the point?" Sarai interrupted.
"It doesn't really matter how we send them back. By Darla being back it accidently caused this effect of bringing the other two here, but nothing is, was, or can be altered in history or dimensions. They're merely copies. So a basic teleportation spell should do the trick. If in fact they get sent back."
"Oh I better get sent back!" Vampire Sarai insisted.
Little Sarai thought about his last words. "Wait, does that mean I can stay?" she questioned. "Please? I'll be really, really good."
Angel and Darla looked at one another in silence.
TBC.
A/N: Up next will be the last chapter of the story, in which the decision about the fates of the Sarai's will be made, as well as (somewhat) of an understanding between Angel and Darla,and Sarai gives Darla and Lindsey a present only she'd think of giving them. In the meantime, please review.