This is kind of a fun, filler chapter... It does advance the plot a bit. I'm crazy for writing it from this POV...

As far as he was concerned, life as a demon was exponentially better than life as a human. He was super strong, super fast, super smart, he was everything super, he was basically superman. To make matters better, he didn't have to do a thing, he could lounge around in his mind all day, sipping mimosa's without a care in the world. If his body happened to get a puncture wound, it wouldn't kill him, not as long as his demon best friend was walking around in there.

The demon and him got along just fine, they were two peas in a pod, two pickles in a cucumber jar, like those siamese twins attached at the head who sang country music.

All in all, demon life as Andrew was a million quadrillion times better as regular life as Tucker's brother.

"Shut up." His mouth said suddenly, Jonathan and Warren turned back to look at him, their eyes black, their mouths twisted in confusion, brows furrowed with the same.

"Sorry, the human in here won't shut up about how much he loves me." Said the demon with contempt, Andrew sighed happily in his own head, it'd been so long since he was close to someone like this.

"Yeah, Warren said Andrew was a bit of a clingy weirdo; better watch out or he'll be marrying the two of you in some weird ceremony of demon matrimony." They all laughed and Andrew felt a bit hurt that Warren would say that about him to his own demon inhabitant.

"Well at least you two got actual people, I'm not sure this kid Jonathan is a normal human being. There's some strange stuff up here-"

"Awe, don't say that about Jonathan." The three demons stopped walking, and Andrew was knocked from his lounge chair when they did so. He looked down at his spilled mimosa and huffed an exasperated sigh, woe was his life that he couldn't even relax in his own mind.

"Shut up." The demon muttered.

"Jonathan is probably the only one of you three that I actually like... Warren is a creep who builds robot girls for vampires... And, uh, the other one... Is um..." Buffy stepped out from the shadows, her arms crossed over her chest as she frowned at the one guy she couldn't really remember.

How can she not remember me? I was one of her greatest foe's in high school! Andrew complained to the demon in his head, but the demon relayed none of his anger to the now visible slayer.

"Do you really think you can beat us? One slayer does not match the power and strength of three demons." Demon Warren said, his stupid smirk made Andrew groan, though whether it was from annoyance or want, he wasn't quite sure. Damn his confused man loins.

"Ew seriously?" His demon said, suddenly, all eyes turned to him, the surprised and confused slayer shut her mouth from whatever witty comeback she was about to say, "Okay, I know we chose this kid because of his vast and extensive knowledge of all things mystical or whatever of this world, but honestly, his man crush on your meat suit and his whiny disposition are just killing me. I'm out, gonna go find myself a new body."

Andrew suddenly gained back control of his body as the demon smoked out of him. The first thing he did was look at his fingers as he wiggled them.

"Well that was easy." Buffy said, and the second thing Andrew could remember was her fist flying toward his face.

Once Andrew was out cold, Buffy turned her attention to the other two demons in the hall.

"So what was it you were saying about three against one? Those odds just got better." Buffy smiled sweetly at the two demons, they didn't seem put out by their lack of a third.

"Two against one, slayer, it's still looking better for us." The Jonathan demon said as he got into a fight stance, blade in hand.

"That's where you're wrong." Buffy said as she watched Sam and Dean step up behind the demons and clap some handcuffs onto them.

"Oh come on!" Jonathan whined, "That's just not fair. Not cool, slayer!"

"Who said I play fair?" Buffy asked, the two demons looked at each other and shrugged.

"These kids said they were your arch nemesis's, we figured we chose the right ones. But we were apparently wrong."

"Ya think? I've never come up against these dweebs in my life."

"Uh-" Warren said, squeezins his eyes shut, "Warren says remember Groundhog's day."

"Good movie, not my favorite of Murray's, but-" Dean interrupted, Buffy held up a hand to cut him off.

"Wait, you mean that hellish customer I had to relive?" Buffy asked, "And, the exploding lint?"

"Yes, exactly." Jonathan said, "They, apparently, thought these were good ways to get under your skin and defeat you... Then the unconscious one summoned us and we've been in control ever since."

"Interesting..." Buffy looked between the two demons and the passed out blonde guy on the floor and shrugged, "Oh well, we're gonna beat the crap out of you now to learn what you know."

The demon's groaned as their heads were cloaked by bags marked with a devil's trap.

Don't you just love Andrew?