Alexander found himself parked in front of the Harris house, apparently he was being allowed to keep the car since he was in it.
'I think I'll try to improve my transportation a bit for the next time,' he thought as he got out. He tried using the Force, and received a light echo of himself in the basement, 'Just when I thought it couldn't get worse.'
Alexander knocked on the door, an already drunk Tony Harris answering.
"What the Hell do you want?" the man asked of Alexander.
"I'm looking for Xander Harris, is he in?"
"Boy! Door!" the drunk bellowed and walked away, door left open. A few seconds later, Xander made it to the door.
"Um, help?" Xander asked the huge man that looked vaguely familiar
"I'm you from another dimension, can we talk?"
"Sure, I'm down in the basement, now."
They went down the stairs and closed the door behind them.
"So, um, what can I do for you?" the local asked.
"Actually, I'm here to help you," Alexander said, "A couple of the Aesir asked me to cast a few spells to help make sure this world doesn't just go to Hell, and while I'm here, and this is supposed to be 1999, I want to also make sure the local me finally catches a break."
"I'm all for that," Xander replied, "I don't have to give up my soul do I?"
"No, just promise to do your best, and move out of this house right now."
"No bucks, Xandernator," Xander smirked, only to have about ten grand dropped into his lap, "Okay, I'm in."
"First, did you go through the Hyena and Soldier possessions?"
"Yeah, and the swim coach tried to turn me into a fish man."
"Hmm, well if that's a bad thing, I can reverse the spell that makes you the soldier after giving you all the Hyena perks without the possession."
"Okay, I guess, but it seems you're not telling me what else you're here to do."
"I'm supposed to get you and G-Man to costume up, and transform you at dusk, I guess so that you can help out more directly in the slay-fest, and then I blow up a bunch of demon lawyers in LA."
"How long are we possessed?"
"They didn't say, so rather than bother Janus too much, maybe ten minutes, since that's how long it will take to do the other spell."
"Cool, count me in."
At that point Anya came into the room, and noticed Alexander immediately, "You!"
"Anyanka," Alexander politely replied, "I'm here on behalf of the Aesir. Be gone from this town and this state. Leave now, or their wrath will be upon you." He really hoped she wouldn't call his bluff.
"I can't afford to go, now that I've been stripped of my powers," she sighed, but smiled as a bundle with ten grand was tossed into her hands, "Bye Xander! We're over."
"You can thank me later, now get what you need and we'll get over to G-Man's," Alexander told his stunned local self, "And if Tony causes trouble, I get to deal with him."
Ten minutes of talking about Xander's life since returning to Sunnydale, and a TKO-ed Tony Harris later, and the two Xanders were on their way to Rupert Giles' home, both in a fairly good mood.
"Thanks for the Anya thing, it was just sex, but…"
"But who knows if she'd make you a victim anyway?"
"Yeah."
They approached the door, hearing Giles and Buffy inside.
"Oh, I almost forgot," Alexander said, and placed the palm of his free hand on Xander, casting the 'reclamation' spell, causing his alternate to gasped then yelp, "The spell I promised you."
The door opened quickly a concerned Buffy looking out at them.
"Xander! Are you okay?" she asked, helping him up from a slight stumble, "And who's the large guy?"
"Boy, Buff, are you polite in any dimension?" Alexander asked with a bit of annoyance within his expressed amusement.
"D-dimension?" Giles asked, picking up on that information.
"Sure G-Man, Alexander Harris at your service," Alexander smiled, "And my local self here stumbled because I just heightened his abilities to where they should have been had you been doing a better job."
"I-I don't understand," Giles responded, though Buffy took a defensive stance as the new fellow had not been overly nice to her Watcher.
"Ah, just mentioning that a man trained in studious observation would let one of his helpers live in the Harris house," Alexander responded, Xander waving at him to stop, "And so as he never was offered the training to defend himself, I've brought back the soldier, and to make sure the many vampires around here don't get any ideas, I've given him back all of the perks of the Hyena, without the Hyena itself being here."
"Good Lord."
"Indeed, but now that he's up to par, he needs a place to stay while he decides to either move into the Crawford mansion as his own, or set up his own demon hunting cadre elsewhere."
"Come in," said, gesturing at the three others, "Let's discuss this inside."
"Good," Alexander said, noting Buffy was distancing herself from Xander, "And Buffy, the Spirit isn't there, just the only mortal male who can keep The Slayer relatively balanced and normal. Speaking of The Slayer, how is Faith? Any hope of recovery?"
After an embarrassed silence at the truthful slight given, Giles answered, "No change so far. Why do you ask?"
"Why hasn't the Council murdered her yet? Don't they want a Slayer they can control?"
"That's an excellent point…" Giles began, only to have Alexander interrupt.
"Just thought from what little Xander has outlined that you might need a wake up call. Anyway, let me tell you what I've been sent by Frey and Freya to accomplish, but I'm going to ask Buffy to leave right now, as this doesn't directly concern her."
"I'm The Slayer…"
"Which means you hit hard and fast, nothing more, Buffy," Alexander told her, "Unless you've been elevated by the Powers or elected to secular or spiritual authority?"
"Do you have to be so rude, Alexander?"
"I'm picking up such tired and violent vibes off of Buffy, that I'm somewhat reflecting it, for that I apologize, though I've kenned everything I've said as truth, Giles. But the slayer is just a person with a few extras. I have important business to discuss and I don't want any interruptions."
"Alright," Giles sighed, rubbing his forehead, "Buffy, I hate to ask this, but perhaps we should do as he asks."
"You want me to leave?"
"Want? No," he replied, "But I'm asking anyway."
"Okay, but just 'cause you're asking," she replied, somewhat hurt.
Alexander went on to explain what he needed to do, and offered some suggestions, especially as he had a few costumes in his bag.
"No, I don't think so," Xander said, "I just finished rereading a series I liked years ago, and I'm thinking would be a good pairing for normal guys."
"Alright, let's discuss it…"
The man that looked like a really large muscled Giles looked at his companion, then at the snakes coiled around Alexander's neck.
"That reminds me, young Sten, did I ever tell you the story 'bout the wee snakes?"