The Theory of Relativity

A/N: has nothing to do with the actual theory of relativity.

Disclaimer: Own nothing.

Timesetting: summer between S4 & S5

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"Alright, let's be sensible about this," Giles reasoned as he sat down, "Xander and this girl seem to know each other, they said they met during the summer."

"She's evil," Buffy stated forcefully.

"She seems to be," Giles tried to continue.

"She's evil," Willow interrupted him.

"Ah, she seems like-"

"Giles," Buffy interrupted.

"She's EVIL," Willow and Buffy said at once.

"Her family bought her a mansion that I bet's creepy," Buffy began.

"They sent C4 and a disembodied hand as presents," Willow continued.

"She was insulting and rude."

"And she knew about demons and what we do!"

"In short," Buffy said.

"SHE'S EVIL," the two said together.

"We get it," Riley said, "You think she's evil."

"What, and you don't," Buffy demanded.

"I think she's anti-social and incredibly rude, but not evil," Riley said, "I mean, weird, without a doubt, weird, but, evil…I said the same thing about Oz, and you got pissed at me."

"…Tara, what do you think," Buffy asked their Wiccan friend.

"…I think she's," Tara stopped for a second, assessing her own opinion, "…I don't know. I don't think she's evil, but I know she's not normal."

"You were the one who reacted so strongly when she left," Willow reminded her girlfriend, "Come on, don't hold back."

"…I don't think she's evil, but I know she's abnormal," she repeated.

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"…Oh, my God," Xander shouted as he examined her car, "…How? I thought all your cars were from the dark ages."

Wednesday let through a small smile, the first one ever, as he gawked at her car. It was a 1983 black Mustang, with her family's creed painted on the side in gothic lettering. All in all, very cool.

"A gift from Father," Wednesday deadpanned, "For both of us."

"…Why did you come here," he asked, fully serious.

"…I wanted to take a chance on the Hellmouth," Wednesday explained, becoming nervous again, "And…I wanted to…take a chance on…"

"You're scaring me here, Wednesday," Xander said, honestly, "What?"

"…Would you like to go out sometime," she forced out in her own deadpan way.

"…Anya?"

Wednesday stared at him for a moment, before noticing that he was looking behind her. She turned around and saw a beautiful girl with red hair.

"…Xander," she responded.

"…Oh, crap," Xander muttered.

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A/N: The Addams Family Creed, if you go by the movies is 'Sic gorgiamos allos subjectatus nunc.' 'We gladly feast on those who would subdue us,' as translated by Morticia Addams.