Under Your Spell. It's mostly the Halloween ep. from season 2, so I don't own any of that, but all the new stuff is me. Enjoy thistwo hit wonder. It's Buffy and Xander, but I did make another with Spike and Buffy Spellbound, so check that out, too.
"I can't believe this. We have to get dressed up and the whole deal?" Xander says after Snyder gets them to sign up for the volunteer program for Halloween.
"Snyder said costumes were mandatory," says Willow.
"Great. I was gonna stay in and veg. The one night a year things are supposed to be quiet for me," says Buffy.
"Halloween, quiet? Oh, I figured it'd be a big old vamp scare-apalooza," says Xander. They walk into the lounge.
"Not according to Giles. He swears that tomorrow night is, like, dead for the undead." Buffy and Willow sit. "They stay in."
"Those wacky vampires!" says Xander smiling. "That's why I love 'em! They just keep you guessing!" He puts his satchel down on the table and heads over to the soda vending machine. He puts in his coins and hits a button. Nothing. He hits another one. Still nothing. He hits the machine in the front and on the side. Then Larry comes up to him and puts his hand on Xander's shoulder.
"Harris!" says Larry.
"Hey, Lar. You're looking Cro-Mag as usual. What can I do you for?" asks Xander.
"You and Buffy, you're just friends, right?"
"I like to think of it less as a friendship and more as a solid foundation for future bliss." Xander looks at Buffy and she stares at him for second, with a smile. Xander realizes that, but ignores it and turns back to Larry. Buffy then continues to converse with Willow.
"So, she's not your girlfriend?"
"Alas, no." Larry looks over at Buffy as he walks around Xander.
"Do you think she'd go out with me?" He turns to face Xander, with Buffy to his back now. Buffy looks over at Xander and Larry, who are still talking. She wonders what they are talking about and tries to listen in, without them knowing.
"Well, Lar, that's a tough question to... No. Not a chance."
"Why not? I heard some guys say she was fast."
"I hope you mean like the wind."
"Yeah, you know what I mean."
"That's my friend you're talking about!"
"Oh, yeah? Well, what're you gonna do about it?"
"I'm gonna do what any man would do about it." Xander grabs Larry by the shirt. "Something damn manly." Larry smiles and laughs. He knocks Xander's hands away and grabs him by the shirt, with his right hand. He balls his left hand into a fist and draws back for a punch. Buffy grabs his wrist, pulls it behind his back, and slams his head into the vending machine. A Diet Dr. Pepper rolls into the slot.
"Get gone," says Buffy. She pulls Larry back from the machine and shoves him away. She notices the soda can. "Oooo! Diet!" She grabs the can.
"First, that's mine and second do you know what you just did?" says Xander.
"Saved you a dollar?"
"No, but Larry was about to pummel me!"
"Oh, that? Forget about it!" Buffy heads back to the table.
"Oh, I'll forget about it." Xander follows her. "In maybe fifteen, twenty years when my rep for being a sissy man finally fades!" Buffy stops and faces him.
"Xander, don't you think you're…" Xander interrupts.
"A black eye heals, Buffy, but cowardice has an unlimited shelf life. Oh, thanks! Thanks a lot for your help." He grabs his bag from the table and walks off in a huff. Buffy moans and sits back down with Willow.
"I think I just violated the guy code big time."
"Poor Xander. Boys are so fragile. Speaking of, how was your date last night?"
Buffy explains to Willow that she was late to her date with Angel and that Cordy was with him when she finally arrived at the Bronze. Deep inside, she was hurt that he had been hanging around Cordy. Especially when she saw him smiling and laughing with her. He looked like he was having a good time.
"I give up. I think if I want a normal life, then I should date a normal guy. Like for example, Xander. He's as normal as they come, right?" Willow's eyes widen.
"I guess. What about that guy?" Willow points at a guy, with a guitar by the window with orange hair. He finishes playing some chords with his guitar and stands up. "He's just your size."
"Willow, how un-Willowy of you to call me short."
"Sorry, Buffy."
"I know, but he doesn't seem so bad for you since you pointed him out."
"Oh, me? Nah, I don't think so. He probably wouldn't know I was alive."
"Xander's sweet and funny. That's totally the type of guy that I should be dating."
"So you want to date Xander?"
"No, I mean, yes. I don't know. Maybe we should get back to the Angel thing." Willow nods her head.
(You guys know what happens then).
Later at Ethan's costume store, Willow, Xander, and Buffy shop for their costumes. Willow finds 'a time-honored classic', a ghost or perhaps Casper. Buffy doesn't approve much and gives her some advice.
"It's just... you're never gonna get noticed if you keep hiding. You're missing the whole point of Halloween."
"Free candy?" Willow smiles.
"It's come as you aren't night. The perfect chance for a girl to get sexy and wild with no repercussions."
"Oh, I don't get wild. Wild on me equals spaz."
"Don't underestimate yourself. You've got it in you."
Xander comes over to the girls and pulls out a toy military rifle out of his bag and holds it up for Willow to see.
"That's not a costume," Buffy says. "Unless you're going for naked Rambo." Buffy's eyes widen when she actually imagined Xander naked for a second. Xander gives Buffy a look, then turns to Willow.
"I got fatigues from an Army surplus at home. Call me the Two-Dollar Costume King, baby!" He smiles at Willow. She smiles back.
"Hey, look, Xander…" Xander points the rifle at her. "I'm... really sorry about this morning."
"Do you mind, Buffy? I'm trying to repress."
"Okay, then I promise, from now on I'll let you get pummeled." Buffy puts her chin on his shoulder and pouts. Xander rolls his eyes. He couldn't resist her pouty lips, so he gives in.
"Thank you." Buffy smiles. "Okay, y'know, actually, I think I could've t…" Buffy is distracted by a costume. She slowly starts walking over to it. "Hello! That was our touching reconciliation moment there." She keeps walking over to a frilly, red, billowy 18th-century gown.
"I'm sorry, it's just... Look at this."
"It's amazing," says Willow.
"Too bulky," says Xander. "I prefer my women in spandex." Ethan notices her looking at the dress and comes over to them.
"Please, let me," Ethan says as he takes the dress off of its dressmaker's mannequin.
"Oh, i-it's…" Buffy says speechless by the beauty of the dress.
"Magnificent. Yes, I know. There." He holds it up to her in a mirror. "My. Meet the hidden princess. I think we found a match. Don't you?" Buffy looks at Ethan. When Ethan mentioned Buffy was a hidden princess, something struck at Xander and made him like Buffy to wear the dress.
"Oh, uh, I-I'm sorry. There's no way I could ever afford this."
"Oh, nonsense. I feel quite moved to make you a deal you can't refuse." She looks back into the mirror, takes the dress from Ethan, and smiles dreamily as she holds it up to her chin.
Buffy comes down the stairs and opens the door for Xander. He enters, saluting with his toy rifle in his hand.
"Private Harris, reporting for…" says Xander and then he sees Buffy in her costume. If he was never in love with Buffy before, now he is for sure. Xander's jaw drops as he sees Buffy in the dress she had bought. She looked beautiful. "Buffy! Lady of Buffdom, Duchess of Buffonia, I am in awe! I completely renounce spandex!" Buffy curtsies.
"Thank you, kind sir," says Buffy with an accent. Xander bows. "But wait till you see…" They turn to look up the stairs at Willow. She has a ghost sheet on with a 'BOO!' on the front in large bold letters.
"Hi," says Willow.
"...Casper."
"Hey, Will!" says Xander. "That's a fine boo you got there." Buffy is disappointed. Xander just stares.
The three head to the school to collect their kids for the trick-o-treat program. Each of them got a group of kids and set out to get candy around a nearby neighborhood.
Meanwhile, mischievous Ethan was conjuring up an evil spell to turn all who wore the costumes from his store into the person that they are portraying to be. The spell works and now everyone is turning into the ghouls and beings that they are dressed as.