Disclaimer: I own nothing, except Sophie.
"Well, if it was any other children, Wesley probably would have been able to stop them" Tara grinned. "But like I said before, Willow was a very intelligent little girl..
"Step lively, children" said Wesley as he led the girls to the waterhole. "The sooner we get to the waterhole, the sooner we can leave."
"So, w-where are we r-really going?" Tara asked quietly.
"A demon graveyard!" Willow whispered.
"Th-that sounds k-kinda dangerous" Tara frowned.
"How can it be dangerous if all the demons there are dead?" said Willow. "Come on, it'll be fun!"
"Well, okay" Tara relented. "But h-how are we g-gonna lose Wesley?" As the two girls continued to whisper to each other, Wesley turned to check on them, smiling.
"Oh, just look at you two, little seeds of romance blossoming in the Sunnylands" he sighed. "Your parents will be thrilled, you two being betrothed and all."
"Be-what?" asked Willow, confused.
"Betrothed, intended, affianced" Wesley explained.
"W-what does that m-mean?" Tara frowned, just as confused as her friend.
"One day, you two are going to be married" Wesley replied.
"Eww!" said both girls in unison.
"I can't marry her!" cried Willow, gesturing to Tara. "She's my best friend!"
"Yeah" Tara agreed. "It'd be w-weird."
"Sorry to burst your bubble, but you two turtle doves have no choice" said Wesley. "It's a tradition going back generations."
"Well when I'm Queen, that'll be the first thing to go" said Willow.
"Not while I'm around" Wesley frowned.
"Well then you're fired" Willow smirked.
"Nice try" said Wesley. "But only the King or Queen can do that."
"W-well Willow's the f-future Queen" said Tara.
"Yeah!" said Willow, poking Wesley in the stomach. "So you have to do whatever I tell you!"
"Not yet I don't" said Wesley, crossing his arms. "And with that attitude, I'm afraid you're shaping up to be a pretty pathetic Queen indeed."
"Not the way I see it" Willow smirked.
Willow: I'm gonna be a mighty Queen,
So enemies beware!
Wesley: Well I've never seen a Queen of magic,
With quite so fiery hair!
Wesley gave Willow's red locks a light tug, but she pulled away from him and continued, undaunted.
Willow: I'm gonna be the main event,
Like no Queen was before!
I'm brushing up on looking down,
I'm working on my roar!
Willow shouted at Wesley, startling him into falling face first into a puddle.
Wesley: Thus far, a rather uninspiring thing.
He grabbed a towel to wipe his face, but soon discovered that the towel belonged to an angry Fyarl demon, who grabbed Wesley and threw him, skipping him like a pebble over a nearby pond.
Willow: Oh I just can't wait to be Queen!
"You've quite a way to go young Mistress, if you think.." Wesley began.
No-one saying do this!
"Now when I said that.." Wesley was quickly interrupted when Tara, becoming caught up in the fun, began to sing as well.
Tara: No-one saying be there!
"What I meant was.."
Willow: No-one saying stop that!
"Do you realise.."
Willow & Tara: No-one saying see here!
"Now see here!" cried Wesley, chasing after the two girls when he spotted them riding off on a pair of flamingos.
Willow: Free to run around all day!
"Well that's definitely out.." Wesley grumbled.
Free to do it all my way!
Wesley finally caught up to the children.
Wesley: I think it's time that you and I
Arranged a heart to heart..
Willow: Queens don't need advice
From little Watchers for a start!
Wesley crashed into a boulder while he was distracted, and was beginning to become very frustrated.
Wesley: If this is where the monarchy is headed,
Count me out!
Out of service,
Out of the Sunnylands,
I wouldn't hang about!
This child is getting wildly out of wing!
Willow: Oh I just can't wait to be Queen!
Willow and Tara ran through two lines of bowing demons, slayers, and witches, with Wesley following behind.
Everybody look left!
Wesley was trampled by a heard of demons running to where Willow pointed.
Everybody look right!
Wesley was trampled again.
Everywhere you look I'm..
Standing in the spotlight!
"Not yet!" Wesley hissed.
Everyone: Let everybody go for broke and sing!
Let's hear it in the herd and on the wing!
It's gonna be Queen Willow's finest fling!
Willow: Oh I just can't wait to be Queen!
Oh I just can't waaaaaaait.....
To be Queeeeeeen!
"Willow, Tara?" Wesley called, pushing through the crowd after the song had finished. He groaned. The girls were nowhere to be seen.
"Uh-oh" Sophie frowned.