Eleven – Makeover of the Damned
Luckily, Buffy didn't die.
Again.
And Xander was wearing a Hawaiian patterned shirt that blended nicely with Slayer vomit.
Not that Xander cared.
He was currently in shock.
"Ga-ga-gah…"
His eyes were burning.
It was pink! And fuzzy!
The wheels, the seats, the windscreen…
Pink.
It was like an Apocalypse.
Except PINK.
And were those eyelashes on those headlights?
And dear sweet lord… Bunny ears?! Bunny ears poking out the fuzzy chrome…
"Flibbertigibbits!" squealed Tara, tooting the horn.
It quacked like a duck.
Willow winced.
Perhaps leaving Tara in Xander's car hadn't had been such a great idea after all…
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AN- Buffy lives! No idea what Willow removed but yay for Slayer constitutions! Unfortunately Xander's car isn't doing so well...