Thirty-three – The Higher Power
"Buffy!!" Dawn gasped.
Buffy shrugged. "Hey, loophole? Technically? Not laying a finger on him." Then she turned to Anya. "So where is he? Why isn't he popping like a zit under the wheels?"
"Oooo…nice." Anya smiled. "But sorry…Vengeance Demons don't serve Slayers."
"Huh? Why not?"
"Oh the usual…" Anya replied breezily. "It's forbidden…no direct messing with the Chosen One…no systematically destroying the universal balance of the cosmos…blah-de-blah. It's a thing."
She sniffed, haughtily. "Besides…only the Higher Power gets to screw-up the Slayers."
"What Higher Power?"
"Something more terrible than you can ever conceive of."
Meanwhile…
"Atchoooo!"
Joss Whedon sneezed…