Herbie Goes to Sunnydale.
When Buffy gets a new car for her sixteenth birthday from her dad, things start to change for Buffy and a friendly, hottie next door neighbor becomes an interest to her while tagging along with the original love bug to race once again.
Oh, don't kill me for changing Giles' last name. I can't see Joyce be Mrs. Giles. Not happening. Sorry, Giles.
Buffy is turning sixteen and there is no surprise what she wanted for her birthday, a car. Her parents aren't related to Donald Trump and will have to compromise on a couple things to make Buffy's birthday present a reality.
Firstly, Buffy promised that she would pass her driver's class with a passing grade and then she would take her driver's test for her license in her own car. It is a perfect agreement. Buffy keeps telling her dad all the cars that she really likes. He gets a little overwhelmed with her list and her ranting every day about the type of car, color, ect.
When Giles, Buffy's dad, goes to a dealer ship, he sees that many of the cars are quite expensive. Money is definitely an issue and he really wants to get a car at a good price. He suddenly comes across the used cars of the lot and spots an old race car with the number 53 on the side and on its hood. It has a sun roof, a dark grey color, and blue and red stripes going over its hood and all the way to the back of the car. The dealer comes by and tells him about the car.
"This little car used to race in the big races," says the man. "Won many. It is still in pretty good condition. Our mechanics are the best here. Unfortunately, not many people want a car like this little feller."
"How much do you want for it?" asks Giles.
"Are you for real?"
"Yes."
"Well, he definitely needs a good home, so I'll make you a deal. I'll sell him for 575."
"Five hundred and seventy-five dollars?"
"Yes, and I'll even wash him for you. The wheels are brand new and with a good wash, he'd be as if he came out of the factory, well almost."
"I'll take it." Giles pulls out his hand and shakes on it.
"Who is the car for, if you don't mind me asking?"
"It's for my daughter. She's turning sixteen this week. I promised her a car."
"That's real sweet, but I'm not too sure a teen would like a car like this. What's she like?"
"I like this little car. It reminds me of Buffy."
"That's your daughter's name?"
"Yes."
A couple days later, it is Buffy's birthday and Buffy can't wait to see her new car that is in the driveway covered up. She has been trying to sneak outside to take a peek all week, but has not been successful. There are eyes and ears everywhere and she gets caught every time she attempts to.
"Buffy, you're not going outside to get a peek of the car, are you?" says Joyce as she sets the table. Buffy is next to the door all dressed up and glares at her mom.
"No," replies Buffy. "I'm just checking if any of my friends had shown up."
"It's a little early."
"I said seven."
"It's a quarter to seven."
"Can't I just have a peek. Dad doesn't have to know."
"You will see it later."
"Do you know what it is? I bet you do."
"I really don't know what type of car it is. Giles didn't show it to me. It's going to be a surprise for the both of us."
As the party began and all her friends could not talk about anything else but the car. They all keep asking what type of car is it. Then they start to guess a Camry, Corolla, an Accord.
Giles walks over to Joyce and grabs her from behind. Joyce turns around to him and smiles.
"Honey, you did get her a safe car, right?" asks Joyce.
"Of course," replies Giles.
"Is it a decent car because you know how Buffy is with appearances?"
"Yes, if she wants to paint it I know someone who can do it for a good price. It's the perfect car for her. I think she'll like it. It's got personality."
"I hope you're right."
Later that night, Buffy opens all of her presents and loved them all very much, but she is too ecstatic about the car. Finally her dad goes over to her and gives her a key. He then leads her outside to where the car is covered. Everyone heads outside with her.
"We kept our promise and so have you, Buffy," says Giles. "And so this is for you." Giles uncovers the car. Everyone just looks at it and their expressions change immediately.
"Are clowns going to come out of the there?" says Buffy's boyfriend, Spike. "Cause that would be hilarious." Buffy glares at her dad.
"Dad, is this a joke, cause it's not funny," says Buffy.
"It's not a joke. This is the car I got you."
"Are you kidding? What were you thinking?"
"Honey, it's cute," says Joyce trying to be on Giles' side. "Isn't it, Willow." Willow looks at Joyce and Buffy turns to Willow.
"Yeah, it is," says Willow not too convincing.
"I can't believe you bought me that," says Buffy with anger in her voice. "I told you what type of cars I liked and it didn't have to be brand new, but not this." Buffy storms off into the house.
"Buffy…" says Giles about to go after her, but Joyce stops him.
"Let her go, Giles," says Joyce. "I don't think she liked the car."
"Could have fooled me."
Later, everyone headed home and Buffy is in her room sulking. Downstairs, Joyce and Giles clean up and Willow stayed behind to help out. Willow is Buffy's best friend, even though Buffy has changed her status to join the popular group, she still hangs out with Willow whom her popular friends will tolerate for torturing and stuff.
"Thank you, Willow for helping clean up," says Joyce as she leads her to the door.
"No problem, Mrs. Summers," says Willow. "I hope Buffy feels a lot better about the car tomorrow."
"Me, too. Goodnight, Willow." Willow leaves the house and as she is about to turn on the side walk, she sees a friend walk up to her from across the street.
"Hey, Willow," says a handsome, dark haired man. He is carrying a small box in his hands. "Heard everything. She looked pretty bummed."
"Yeah, she doesn't want to talk to anyone."
"I was hoping if you could give this to her tomorrow at school." The guy hands Willow the box he held, but she pushes it back into his hands.
"Why can't you give it to her?"
"I don't have the balls to." He gives her a grin. Willow sighs and smiles at the guy as she takes the box.
"Oh, Xander."
The next day, Buffy comes downstairs and doesn't say anything to her parents. She grabs a banana and heads outside on the porch. Joyce signals Giles to go talk to her. He nods and obliges. Giles heads outside and Buffy rolls her eyes when she sees him. She gets off of the swing.
"Buffy…" Giles begins to say when he is surprised by what she says to him.
"I'm sorry," says Buffy. Giles stays silent. "I didn't mean to make a big scene." Buffy bows her head and turns to Giles.
"It's alright. I deserved it. It's not the best car for you, but it's really all we could afford. I really wanted to get you a wonderful car, but…"
"It's okay, dad." She turns to look at the little car. "It's kind of cute."
"We can do whatever you want with it. Paint it."
"Okay."
"We'll take it to my mechanic and let him check it out to see that it is in mint condition and you can talk to him about painting it." Buffy nods her head and then she walks over to Giles and hugs him.
"Love you, dad." Buffy lets go and heads for school.