Twenty-six – Anya's Bad Day
Anya was having a bad day.
First Willow barged into her shop evil-as-you-please and zapped her.
Then she sucked all the deepest darkest magick books dry.
And without paying!
But worst of all…
"Anya?!?" boggled Xander. "What…What the hell happened to you?"
The vengeance demon stood in the middle of the shop with every inch of her body and clothes covered in cartoon doodles.
She also had big black glasses, thick black eyebrows and a black bushy moustache drawn on her face.
"Tara." Anya sighed. "With a magic marker and the attention span of a Two year old on crack."