Authors Note: Sorry for the delay, school started up and I just couldn't get this part to work right, and I'm still worried about the end! Hope it all makes sense and thanks for your patience everyone.
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Buffy tilted her head to the side, examining Faith skeptically. "Are you sure that'll still fit you once we're de-cursed?"
"It'll stretch," Faith said, flashing the blonde a reassuring grin. In preparation for the reversal spell, the brunette was dressed in her oversized adult clothing, except for the children's Ninja Turtle's shirt Joyce had brought her.
Buffy rolled her eyes and made a disbelieving sound as pulled a large sweater over her head. It was followed by a squeak as she flailed around, caught in the tent of fabric, her elbow snagging in one of the sleeves and her head missing the collar completely.
Faith smirked and stepped forward, tugging the shirt to the side so Buffy's head emerged from the collar, her hair tousled and crushed down against her face.
"Thanks," the blonde said, a half smile forming on her lips as she watched Faith start to pull her leather jacket on, spinning around in a half circle in the process of finding the sleeve. "You are the cutest kid."
The brunette shot her a glare as she turned to walk out of the room, but instead ended up in a heap on the floor, tangled in the long legs of her leather pants.
"Graceful too," Buffy added as she walked past. Faith's hand shot out and snagged the fabric of her pants and pulled, sending Buffy toppling over beside her. "Oh real mature," the blonde said sarcastically as she struggled to her feet, only to trip over herself again, landing on her knees.
"Guess most of our grace came with the slayer skills," Faith commented as she stood up, this time hiking up her leather pants before gingerly heading for the door.
"For you maybe," Buffy said haughtily as she managed to regain her balance, following Faith towards the stairs. "I used to ice skate when I was little. That takes grace and balance and—" her words dissolved into a yelp as she tripped again on the hem of her pants, her fall stopped by her fellow slayers steadying hand.
"Balance huh?" Faith teased. The blonde shot her a wounded look and her mocking grin softened. "Tell ya what B, when this is all over you can take me to a rink and show me how it's done."
"Sounds like a plan." The slayers shared a smile as they stepped off the stairs and headed towards the living room, where the gang, Giles and the reluctant Ethan Rayne were crowded around Joyce.
"Faith, Buffster!" Xander greeted. "Come enjoy the Kodak moments."
"The what?" the two slayers asked in unison, jaws dropping as Willow held out a picture of the pair sleeping.
"Mom!" Buffy exclaimed.
"This one came out beautifully," Joyce said, ignoring her daughters and Faith's matching looks of horror as she held out the shot she had taken of them on the sofa a couple of days ago. "I'm going to frame it," she said, smiling fondly at it as she placed it down on the small coffee table.
"Yes, well," Giles cleared his throat meaningfully. "I think its best we get the proceedings underway."
"Right now?" Joyce's smile faded.
"Well I'd like to get the hell out of here if it's all the same to you," Ethan said darkly, wincing as Giles tightened his grip on his arm.
"The British brigade is right, we gotta get a move on," Faith said as she grabbed Buffy's sleeve, dragging her towards the center of the living room. "Can't protect the world from evil when we're all pint sized."
"Wait," Joyce cut in as she knelt down, reaching out and pulling the duo forward into a crushing group hug. After nearly a minute she reluctantly pulled back, smiling tearfully at the two girls in front of her.
"You're still gonna love me when I'm back to normal size right?" Buffy asked doubtfully.
Joyce laughed. "Of course honey… I just miss having my little girl around," she said wistfully, gently stroking some hair out of her daughters face.
"I'll always be your little girl," Buffy smiled and leant forward again, wrapping her small arms around her mothers shoulders, causing Willow to coo and Joyce to be overcome by fresh tears.
"Are we going to do this sometime this century?" Cordelia cut in impatiently, earning glares from Willow and Mrs. Summers. "What?"
"Y-Yes I think Cordelia is right," Giles spoke up before a fight could break out. "Ethan?" he asked, giving the man an expectant shove. The conjurer winced and rolled his eyes, then muttered something under his breath. Seconds later two full grown slayers we're standing in the middle of the room.
"Finally," Buffy blurted, readjusting her clothes before slapping Faith a high five.
"Damn right," the younger slayer agreed as she stretched her hands high above her head, the child's t-shirt climbing dangerously high up her torso, which earned the gaping Xander a shoulder punch from Cordelia. "I'm gonna motorvate," she said, already heading for the door. "Thanks for havin me Mrs. S."
"You're always welcome here Faith," Joyce said, flashing the girl a warm, motherly smile.
Faith hesitated and turned back to face Mrs. Summers, her face showing a mixture of surprise and gratitude for a split second before being pushed back under the surface. "Thanks," she said, flashing her trademark, mischievous smile before stepping out the door, pulling it shut behind her.
"She's a sweet girl," Joyce said lightly, earning bewildered looks from several of the Scooby's.
"She took your prize picture," Ethan commented with a smirk, jerking his head to the coffee table where the photo Joyce had been planning to frame had been sitting.
"Oh," Willow said, brow crinkling. "Maybe she'll bring it back or-or…"
"It's probably already in a million pieces Wills," Xander piped up.
"Definitely shredded," Oz affirmed, placing a comforting hand on his girlfriends shoulder.
"Well I still have the negatives," Joyce said as she stared at the place the photo had been sitting, before looking up at the group in front of her and forcing a weak smile. "Doesn't everyone have school?"
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Epilogue
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At the sound of knocking Faith grinned and swung herself off her motel room bed, bounding to the door. "Didya get it?" She asked as she swung the door open, her grin widening as she took in the state of her visitor.
"What do you think?" Buffy asked dryly as she pushed past her friend, squelching with every step she took.
"Hey it was your terms," Faith said as she reached out, gingerly running her finger down Buffy's arm, and pulling a face at the thick line of goo which came with it as she drew back. "Loser has to slay the next slime demon that rolls into town remember?"
"You totally cheated," the blonde mumbled as she tried to wipe slime off her brow with her hand, the excess catching in her already heavily coated hair.
"In a swinging contest?" Faith sounded incredulous.
"Whatever," Buffy scowled. "Did you know that demonio del moco basically translates to snot demon in English?"
"Mighta heard something like that," Faith said as she stepped back, narrowly avoiding demon goo castoff as Buffy shook her head. "Wanna freshen up?" she offered as she gestured towards the bathroom, smirking as Buffy stalked past her. "Don't clog the sink," she called out as she flopped down on her bed again.
A few minutes later Buffy emerged. Despite being still almost completely covered in mucus, she was smiling.
"What's up with you?" Faith asked as she stood up again.
"Nothing," Buffy said as she slung a slimy arm around Faith's shoulders, causing the other girl to groan in disgust. "Do you think the Bronze will let me in like this?" she asked as she steered Faith back towards the door.
"Worth a try B," Faith said coolly as they stepped outside, kicking the door shut behind them. "Hey we could go to the rink and see what happens if that stuff freezes— Hey! Don't wipe that on me..."
Outside, the chatter and laughter of the two slayers echoed across the motel complex and slowly faded into nothingness. In the deserted motel room, wedged in the frame of the bathroom mirror between a few rumpled dollar bills and coupons was a photo of two young girls, a blonde and a brunette no older than five years old, cuddled together and smiling widely.
The End
More Authors Notes: I just want to say thank you to my reviewers, lurkers, and even the people who read a few lines of the first chapter then clicked away because they didn't like it. You all rock! I have a couple more story ideas planned and they are Faith and Buffy centered so if thats what you like to read, stay tuned! I have a holiday coming up so hopefully I can write something new then. Once again, a big worshippy thanks to everyone who read this!