Merlin's POV

"Crap", the blonde girl said.

"I knew I should never have gone through", the red headed witch said and shook her head as she looked down on her feet. "I left all my things there."

"Double crap."

"Well, I'm sure we can figure something out", the king – no, sir Giles, that was – said. "If we put our minds together ..." He raised his hands, as if he were thinking, but then let them fall. "Although, I can't really think of anything right now."

Merlin cleared his throat.

"Well, maybe I can help?" he suggested.

"Yes, great idea, let the power-stealing kid help us. We'll probably end up in some sort of hell dimension", the blonde girl said.

The red head hushed her. "That's Merlin, Buffy. The wizard of wizards. The best of the best." She sighed and turned to him. "You're awesome."

"Well, I've never heard of him", Buffy said and shrugged.

Sir Giles made a sound. "Oh, dear. You've never heard of ..." He shook his head. "When we get home we're headed straight for the old chronicles, young lady."

Buffy's eyes grew large. "Books? Oh, you mean Merlin. I thought you said ... Merlot. You know, the wine." Sir Giles gave her a look. "Which I'm not familiar with at all, since I'm not old enough to drink."

"But you do know who he is", the witch said to Buffy. "Remember that movie we watched when the Bronze was closed after the gremlin attack?"

"The cartoon?" The blonde scrutinized Merlin from head to toes. "He's the one who gets the sword from the stone?"

"That would be Arthur", sir Giles sighed. "The boy you've been oogling all day."

"'Oogling'? Maybe you belong in this place, after all, Giles", Buffy said.

"Merlin was Arthur's mentor", Willow said.

"His mentor?" Merlin interrupted, being more confused than he liked. "I'm not –"

"The old clums with the beard?" Buffy interrupted.

"See, she remembers you", Willow smiled at Merlin.

"I beg your pardon?"

"Well, thanks for the history lesson", the blonde said and rolled her eyes. "But don't we have more important things to do? Like getting us back?" She raised her eyebrows at Merlin.

"Hang on ..." Merlin said.

"Buffy, be nice!" Willow said. She smiled apologetically to him. "Maybe you could show me where you keep your herbs?"

"Of course", he smiled back at her. He liked this one better. "This way", he said and pointed out the direction. "So, what do you need?"

"Well, I think I can remember everything we used ... let's see – there was mandrake, because Buffy nearly burnt her hand off touching it ..."

Buffy's POV

"I did not!" Buffy said as she watched them walk away. "I might have, but I didn't", she said to Giles, who apparently was the only one still listening.

"... and we used some mugwort, marjoram, hellebores... I'm not sure if there was anything else", she could hear Willow saying to the skinny boy. The boy glanced back at Buffy.

"Maybe some Devil's bit would be a good idea?" he suggested to Willow with a smirk.

Giles made a noise.

"Seriously. Did you just giggle?" Buffy asked.

"Yes, she sure knows how to get into the weirdest situations", Willow said.

"Hey!" Buffy said. She wasn't sure what they were saying, but she was sure she didn't like it. They disappeared throughout the door before she could come up with some clever retort.

"I think I prefer the movie version", she said to Giles.

"I can't believe you've learnt more from some animated film than from me", Giles said and shook his head.

"Don't worry, you've taught me plenty of stuff", Buffy said and went to sit down on the king's throne.

"Name on."

"... always bring an extra stick?" she said with a smile.

Giles rolled his eyes. "Good to know that the Slayer knows what she's doing."

The doors burst up and Arthur rushed in.