Xander known as 'Alex' now got up and walked around, trying to get used to the new change in body temperature and environment.
He needs hot red blood in his system.
"Lord, give me some of that copperty goodness."
He clapped his hands.
Buffy poured him a cup. "Pigs." "Eww," he made a face. "I need something more human." Buffy patted his hand. "Hey, we're going hunting."
Willow turned around in her new outfit. "Wanna come...?" And he thought she looked H.O.T.T.
"Damn Wills, now I want to get with you!"
She flashed him white teeth. "I'm glad you like it!"
"I approve...", he checked out the tight leather pants and corset combination. The contraption was hanging too close for his liking. Well, he didn't want any other men to participate.
Or grovel like silly teenaged love.
"Come on, let's get the show on the road," said Buffy biting back laughter at his look of complete admiration at the 'new improved Willow.'
And Willow, well let's just say, she was paid big time.
And she scored.
He hugged both of his ladies and the three walked out like the bad asses that they are.
He breathed in the air and his nostrils hit when they scored on about dozens of walking talking blood. Vamp Alex closed his eyes, trying to pick up his newfound happiness.
No more spending time with a drunk dad. Or with Anya Jenkins doing nothing but sex and more sex. And talk of Orgies. Instead, he's a bad ass demon trying to make a name for himself as 'Alexander the Great Vampire.'
He'll have to remind to kill his father. Pay him a little visit in New York. Drive something in his chest.
And take Anya as his mate.
But if she talks of sex, he'll kill her.
Simple for Alex.
Willow is so gorgeous, thought someone from her past. That someone had a thing for her, but she never noticed the shy nerd Andrew.
'Wonder what Warren will think.'
Nah, Warren will kill him for it.
Warren. He still thinks the Slayer as a threat, but he didn't know any better. And neither does Riley Finn on his way to dispatch of William the Bloody.
'For Buffy,' he told himself. But he had himself fooled. She was boinking the undead. She'd rather boink an undead than sleep with him and his poor boy Iowa accent from Cow City.
He's about to get the biggest shock in his life.
And have him running back to Cow City.