Sorry it took a while to update this, was distracted the past few days, probably the reason why I didn't really like this chapter, not my greatest. Some parts I feel like I'm trying way to hard and it shows, but I dunno. And if there are any typos, grammatical errors, anything that looks wrong, sorry, to lazy to reread it.
Disclaimer: Y'know the drill.
"What's going on? This is my room, right? So that means we're in our world," Buffy pulled the blanket around her tighter anxiously.
Faith grabbed both pillows and used them to cover her while she remained, now standing, on the other side of the bed, "I dunno, but it looks like your room."
"Well, how'd we end up in bed together, naked!" Buffy whispered violently, unsure if anyone was in the house.
Faith shrugged and started looking around the room for her cloths, "Hey, B, do ya see any of my cloths over there?"
Buffy looked around and only saw a pair of panties… "Uh," Buffy bent down and picked it up with hand covered with the blanket, "Would this be yours?"
A blush formed over Faith's face so red you'd think she was painted, "Give it. And since when did ya have a fetish for my panties?" Faith mocked in order for her to feel comfortable in her own skin, seeing as that was all that was showing. A stuffed animal wrapped in black undies comes flying at Faith's face, but she catches it with no effort.
"Faith, this is no time to flirt!"
"Flirt, who said I was flirtin'?" Faith was on the floor, putting her undies on while still being covered.
"Oh, come on. Everyone knows you have a thing for me; you always tease me with sexual references. This must be a dream come true for you."
In anger Faith stood up and threw a pillow at Buffy, hitting her in the side if the head. Realizing that her breasts were exposed, Faith's face was redder than before and rapidly grabbed the other pillow, "Now ya sound like Billie."
"Billie? Oh! Billie… she was going on about how we look like we're a couple… You think this is her fault?"
"If it is and I ever see her again-"
"We probably won't. We'll have to figure out whatever," Buffy looked back and forth between her and Faith, "ourselves are doing…"
"Ya mean bein' cuddle buddies?" Faith started to look around again, but with something else in her face, "If we're in your house, does that mean we're in the past?"
Buffy remembering that Sunnydale was sunk into the hellmouth, looked around to see any clue to what year they were in. On her desk was a computer that resembled the one she had in Rome, she walked to the computer and with the mouse clicked on the time in the corner and saw July 24th, 2006.
"Bad news Faith, we're in the present," Buffy saw a red shirt on her chair, "And here's something for the top," and threw it towards Faith's direction who caught it and turned around.
Buffy stared at Faith's bare back until the red shirt that went down mid-thigh separated her eyes and Faith's back. Faith turned around and saw Buffy staring blankly at her, "B, what are ya staring at?"
"Uh, eh…" Buffy had trouble forming words when she finally mumbled, "Nothing. Um, d- do you mind leaving the room so I can get dressed?"
"I get no pants?"
"I can't find yours. And my pants are small on you."
Faith just sighed and cursed under her breath. She opened the door and walked out seeing the hallway the same way as it was before it sank into the hellhole. The door across from Buffy's room opened and Faith tried to make an escape to avoid anything. But without anywhere to go Faith heard a voice coming from the very person that had gotten her and Buffy into all this.
"Morning Faith. You're up early," Faith turned to face Willow with complete shock on her face that Willow wasn't asking why Faith was there, half naked, and instead commenting about her sleeping pattern. "Usually Buffy's up before you are, and she doesn't wake for another hour. Everything okay?"
"Hey, Fai… Willow? Um, what are you doing here?" Buffy walked out of her room now fully clothed.
"What am I doing here? I live here Buff, Xander to," Willow, who was standing in the doorway of the room, pointed back into it, signaling that Xander was still in there.
Buffy walked to where Willow was standing and looked into the room and saw Xander sleeping in bed, "Wait, you and Xander. Xander and you? You and him. You two together?"
"Buffy, are you okay?" Willow's face was filled with concern.
"Y- yeah, but what about Kennedy?"
"Kennedy? Are you talking about the potential slayer? Well, now a slayer, since I activated all the slayers with the axe. Isn't she the one that Faith would always get into fights with because she would always be flirting with you?" Buffy stared at Faith, dreading what she was hearing.
"Oh, I guess I'm just out of it."
"Well, after what was heard last night," Willow nudged Buffy and gave looks to Faith that hinted that whatever happened last has something to do with them waking up naked.
"Oh, shit," Faith whispered and pulled Buffy by the arm back in to her room, "We need to talk."
Buffy closed the door and turned to face Faith who whispered harshly, "We're sleeping together. We're in a world where you and I are sleeping together, and- and Xander and Willow! Buffy, what the fuck are we going to do!"
Buffy started pacing around, thinking of what to do.
"Listen, I know I was the one who volunteered us into this, but now I'd rather be back in Cleveland dealin' with about a hundred newly activated slayers with no idea what they're doing and horrible taste."
"Okay, okay. Maybe if Willow is with Xander then she was never with Tara, which means she might be alive. And if she is, she could help us."
"Why not Red? She did get us into this shit."
"It'll probably be best if we don't mess their minds up with our world," Buffy wondered aloud. "So, here's what we're gonna do; we're gonna go downstairs and try to look like nothing is wrong and have breakfast, then we're gonna try to find Tara."
Faith nodded and started walking to the door, Buffy following. As they exited Buffy's room and started walking downstairs, they saw Dawn crunched in a ball on the couch in the arms of Andrew watching Saturday Morning Cartoons.
"What the…" Faith voice trailed off.
"What's next? My mom and Giles married and currently living in England?" Buffy let out coldly.
"You talked to mom?" Dawn's voice asked from the couch.
Buffy was completely stunned that what she just joked about was true, "Um, no. Dawn, how many times have I told you to not eavesdrop?"
"You never told me that."
"Well I am now. Don't eavesdrop, that's how rumors start," Buffy lectured. Buffy walked into the kitchen where she saw Faith already sitting at the table eating pancakes with funny shapes.
Willow was finishing the last batch of pancake mix when Dawn and Andrew walked in, "Breakfast is ready, grab a plate, fork, and of course the pancakes. But leave some for Xander," Willow stared knowingly at Faith as Buffy took a seat across from her.
After fifteen minutes Willow realized something while watching the two oldest slayers "Are you guys alright? You aren't all gropy and touchy, or staring and smiling at each other."
Buffy lifted her head with fear on her face, and mumbled something from the top of her head out, "W- we're just fine. Just, you know, taking a break. Thought it would be a good idea to give each other some space to breath."
"Break? But you guys are so cute together. You don't need any space, do you? I mean you've gone through so much together. Don't let a little crowdedness get in your way! You guys are made for each other, the- the hottest couple out there!" Willow started to ramble on.
"Red! Stop, breath, calm," Faith instructed Willow, who followed the direction but still looked anxiously at the two. "We're not takin' time apart, if that's what makes ya happy. Just from, y'know… B just… really worked me last night?" Faith stared Buffy questionably who just shrugged.
"Aw, I'm happy," cooed Andrew.
"Well, um, Faith and I have some business to do. See you guys later."
Buffy got up and pulled Faith with her, running into the living room past Xander who yelled at them, "What, no 'good morning' or 'good bye' or even a 'sorry to keep you up late last night'?"
"Uh, all the above?" Buffy replied walking out the door behind Faith.
"Where are we goin'? What about Tara?" Faith stopped at the end of the walkway that lead up to the Summer's home.
"We are, at the library."
"Why there? You have a computer, a nice one."
"Because everyone will assume that we'll be doing something," Buffy said harshly.
"Then leave the door open."
Buffy, annoyed, gave Faith a cold look, "Then they will be up our asses about what we're researching. Now let's go!"
Told you not my greatest, but whatev'. Till next time people!