Jesse rolled his eyes as Xander continued to not-so-secretly gaze at the Slayer across the hall. Her cheerleader uniform looked amazing, naturally, but his friend really needed to calm down. "Put your eyes back in your head, Xand-man," he advised. "Laws are still a thing."

"Oh, come on," Xander hissed, still staring straight ahead. "You don't think she's attractive?"

Jesse shrugged. "She's very attractive, but, you know - not my type."

"Ah, yes, sorry, I forgot. You're more into the 'queen bitch' type."

"There's more to Cordelia than being bitchy!"

"Such as…?"

Jesse's mind raced for three seconds before he gave up. "I don't know, but there's gotta be something, or else my faith in humanity just got flushed down the toilet."

Xander patted him on the back. "It's okay, man. I know you just want to believe in the good of all people. Just… sometimes, people are deep as the oceans, and then there's Cordelia, who's more of a kiddie pool."

Jesse chuckled and shoved him away. "Come on. Let's actually interact with Buffy instead of gawking down a hallway."

By now, Willow had joined Buffy and started talking to her. They followed the girls into the gym - after making their presence known, of course.

"So Giles didn't approve?" Willow asked Buffy.

"He totally lost his water," Buffy replied. "We haven't seen a vampire in over a week. I'd say he should get a girlfriend if he wasn't so old."

"Well, we're behind you," said Willow.

"Yes, behind you, and from a respectable distance," added Jesse.

Xander looked at all the practicing cheerleaders doing their stretches around him. "People scoff at things like school spirit, but look at these girls giving their all like this!" He watched one girl doing the splits. "Oooh, stretchy!" He then got a hold of himself and readdressed his friends. "Where was I?"

"You were pretending that seeing scantily clad girls in revealing positions was a spiritual experience," Willow deadpanned.

"Oh, he's not pretending," smirked Jesse.

Xander stuck his tongue out at them before pulling something out his pocket. "Oh, hey! Here's a good luck thing for tryouts," he said to Buffy, handing it to her.

The others peered down at the bracelet and its inscription.

"How sweet!" said Buffy, before reading the words. "'Yours Always'?"

Xander stuttered. "It came like that! Really, they all said that!"

Willow just stared blankly while Jesse shook his head pityingly.

At that moment, Cordelia walked up in her cheerleading uniform with one of her flunkies, Amber, by her side. "Just look at that Amber. Who does she think she is, a Laker Girl?"

"I heard she turned them down!" said Willow helpfully.

Cordelia just rolled her eyes. Jesse tried not to make eye contact with her. She'd made it abundantly clear she had no interest in him, in all sorts of cruel ways. Something in his gut told him to stop listening to the something in his heart and stand back from her. Besides, with the world of vampires and demons open to him now, he felt like he'd better keep anyone he cared about at arm's length. Seemed like a surefire way to endanger people.

Joy, the cheerleading squad leader, stepped up with her clipboard and called for everyone's attention. As she barked orders, another girl in a cheerleading outfit strolled up to them. She looked vaguely familiar to Jesse.

"Amy! Hi!" Willow said excitedly.

"Hi!" Amy said back, hugging her briefly.

"I didn't know you wanted to be a cheerleader! You lost a lot of weight."

"Had to."

Willow remembered her friends and gestured eagerly to her newest friend. "Do you know Buffy?"

Amy smiled awkwardly. "Hi."

"Hi," Buffy said back, shaking her hand.

Amy laughed slightly. "Oh, how I hate this, let me count the ways." And both girls laughed.

Jesse and Xander watched another girl, Amber, starting to do her routine.

"Very athletic," mused Xander.

"The Russian judge gives her an eight," agreed Jesse.

The routine got more intense, and they all agreed it to be very much incredible.

Amy whispered to Buffy. "She trained with Benson. He's one of the best coaches money can buy."

Buffy looked surprised. "They have cheerleading coaches?"

"Oh, yeah! Don't you have any? I train with my mom, three hours in the morning, three at night."

Buffy grimaced. "Hmm, that much quality time with my mom would probably lead to some quality matricide."

Amy chuckled. "Oh, I know it's hokey. But she's really great."

Cordelia turned away from Amber with a look of contempt on her face, clearly jealous.

Jesse cleared his throat. "I'm sure you'll be good, too," he said, knowing full well what would come.

"Oh, shut up, loser!" snapped Cordelia.

"That girl's on fire!" Willow suddenly exclaimed.

Cordelia stomped her foot and glared at her. "Enough of the hyperbole!"

Jesse turned to see that Willow was right - Amber's hands had somehow caught fire. She dropped her pompoms and screamed in pain and horror, flailing her hands in the air. Buffy jumped up onto the stands and pulled down a banner. She ran back to Amber, knocked her down and snuffed out the flames with the banner.

Everyone looked on in shock as Buffy tried to comfort the poor girl. "It's okay, it's okay, you're gonna be… okay." Willow, Xander and Jesse all ran up to immediately help her take Amber to the nurse's office.

Once assured that Amber would be taken care of at the hospital, the quartet headed for the library and told Giles what had happened. He immediately went for his books.

"I've been slaying vampires for more than a year now, and I have seen some pretty cringe-worthy things, but… nobody's hands ever got toasted before," Buffy said as she paced the room.

Giles stepped out of the sorting cage with a few books. "I imagine not."

"So, this isn't a vampire problem."

"No."

"But it is funky, right? Not of the norm?"

"Quite. Spontaneous human combustion is rare, and scientifically unexplainable, but there have been cases for hundreds of years. Usually all that's left is a pile of ashes."

"That's all that would have been left if it hadn't been for Buffy," said Willow.

"So, we have no idea what caused this," said Xander. "That's a comfort."

"But that's the thrill of living on the Hellmouth!" said Giles excitedly. "There's a veritable cornucopia of fiends and devils and ghouls to engage!" When he saw all the stares coming his way, he cleared his throat and calmed down. "Pardon me for finding the glass half full."

"Any common denominators in cases of spontaneous combustion?" asked Buffy.

Giles nodded. "Uh, rage. In most cases the person who combusted was terribly angry or upset."

"So maybe Amber's got this power to make herself be on fire," suggested Xander. "It's like the Human Torch, only it hurts."

Jesse frowned. "You think she did this to herself?"

"It's a possibility we should consider," said Giles.

"I need to get the skinny on Amber," said Buffy. "Find out if she's had any colorful episodes before." She started to leave.

Willow lit up. "That means hacking illegally into the school's computer system. At last, something I can do!"

"And Jess and I'll ask around about her," added Xander.

"Putting our ears to the ground and catching the gossip," agreed Jesse.

Buffy shook her head. "You guys don't have to get involved."

Xander looked put out. "What d'ya mean? We're a team! Aren't we a team?"

Willow nodded eagerly. "Yeah! You're the Slayer, and we're, like, the Slayerettes!"

"Except that sounds like an ice skating team," said Jesse, "so we're gonna workshop that name."

Buffy frowned. "I just don't like putting you guys in danger."

Xander scoffed. "Oh, huh, I laugh in the face of danger. Then I hide until it goes away."

Buffy relented. "Okay, just walk softly, at least until we know a little more. I mean, what if Amber isn't causing these problems herself?"

Giles cleared his throat awkwardly. "Well, then we have to determine who or what did, and, uh, deal with it accordingly."

The day of research went by, and ultimately, they could find out nothing particularly interesting about Amber that might connect with the crazy fire hand act.

Willow, Xander and Jesse walked around outside, discussing it.

"I told Buffy about Amber," Willow told them.

"About how she's just an average teenage girl with no dark connections to the underworld?" asked Jesse. "Hope she wasn't too disappointed."

"Was she wearin' it?" asked Xander. "The bracelet, she was wearin' it, right? Pretty much like we're goin' out."

"Except without the hugging or kissing or her knowing about it," pointed out Willow.

"Not since Fred and Ginger has there been a more compelling love story," smirked Jesse.

"I should ask her out, right?" Xander asked hopefully. He quickly held up a finger to Jesse. "Not you. You're hung up on Cordelia. I need the advice of someone not hopeless."

Jesse responded with his tongue.

Willow sighed sadly. "You won't know till you ask."

Xander grinned. "That's why you're so cool, Wil! You're like a guy! You're my guy friend that knows about girl stuff!"

Willow forced a smile. "Oh, great. I'm a guy."

Xander barely noticed. "Oh, hey, they're posting the list!" He ran off to check the list of names for the cheerleading squad, where already a crowd gathered eagerly.

Jesse glanced sympathetically at Willow. He knew all about her crush on Xander. It seemed the only person who couldn't tell was Xander himself. He tried to be supportive of her, but it also didn't feel right to shove his two friends together. Suppose they got together and then broke up? He'd have that on his conscience, and life was hard enough without that added guilt.

They joined Buffy and Amy at the back. A girl rushed away in tears because her name was not on the list.

"I can't take this," Amy groaned.

Joy stepped away from posting the list on the bulletin board.

Xander came up behind Buffy and Amy. "Cover me, I'm goin' in," he said bravely. He pushed his way through the crowd and looked at the list.

At the same time, Cordelia came out of the crowd and smirked at Amy. "You're lucky!"

Amy looked so hopeful. "I made it?"

Cordelia smirked even nastier. "I made it!"

Xander came back out of the crowd and got hit on the way. "One of those girls hit me really hard! You should test for steroids."

"Yeah, your purple heart's in the mail," snarked Jesse, pulling him to safety. "Results, please?"

"Okay, not only did you make the team, but you, Miss Summers, are the first alternate, and Amy's number three."

Amy looked at Buffy, badly disappointed, and promptly left.

"Guessing that wasn't a good thing," said Jesse, looking very lost.

"Guys," said Willow urgently, "alternates are the ones who didn't make the team, they only fill in if something happens to the ones who did."

Buffy hurried after Amy. "Excuse me."

Xander stood there, clearly feeling like an idiot. "For I am Xander, King of Cretins. May all lesser cretins bow before me."

Jesse patted him on the shoulder and guided him away with Willow right behind them. He glanced back at Buffy and Amy. Amy seemed to be in the process of storming away from Buffy, who's attempts at consoling must've not gone over very well. Shaking his head, he continued away.

The next day proved no better. Cordelia seemed to spend the whole day in a haze of some sort before almost killing a whole bunch of people during Driver's Ed. After Buffy saved her from being hit by a delivery truck, she found the bitchiest girl in school had no pupils in her eyeballs.

That's how the "Slayerettes" found themselves sitting around a table in the library surrounded by books as Giles went through them all.

"Witchcraft," he said excitedly. "Blinding your enemy to disorient and disable them - it's classic!"

Xander shook his head. "First vampires, now witches… No wonder you can still afford a house in Sunnydale."

"Why should someone want to harm Cordelia?" asked Giles.

"Maybe because they met her?" suggested Willow before realizing. "Did I say that?"

Jesse glared at her before adding in. "It's not just Cordelia. Whoever did this also set Amber on fire."

"Yeah, those guys don't hang…," mused Xander.

Buffy, however, spotted the common thread. "They're both cheerleaders."

"Someone doesn't like cheerleading," said Giles.

"Or likes it too much…"

Willow's eyes widened. "Amy!"

"Amy!" Buffy agreed.

"So, you guys are leaning towards Amy?" Xander deadpanned.

"She's desperate to get on that team, and I've got this feeling she'd do just about anything to make her mom's dream come true," said Buffy.

"Uh, let me make sure I have this right," said Giles, sounding just a bit disappointed. "This witch is casting horrible and disfiguring spells so that she can become a cheerleader?"

Buffy gave him a look. "I think you're underestimating the amount of pressure a parent can lay on you. If you're not a picture perfect carbon copy, they tend to wig."

"Cheerleading was kind of her mom's last hurrah," added Willow.

"Look, we still have to stop Amy," said Xander. "We should grab her and…"

Giles cleared his throat to halt that train of thought. "I think we should be sure she's the witch before we arouse her suspicions. She's capable of some fairly unpleasant things."

"Yeah, we piss her off, and we're toads for life," said Jesse. "Imagine what that's gonna do to our summer plans."

Buffy stood up and tried to think it out. "So, you're in high school, you are desperate to make the team and please your mom, so you turn to witchcraft. What's the first thing you're gonna do?"

"Stock up on crystal balls and flying broomsticks?" asked Jesse.

"... Apart from that."

Willow snapped her fingers. "Check out the books on witchcraft!"

She and Buffy went over to the computer to access the on-line library card catalog.

"Uh, no!" objected Xander. "No, that would be the last thing you would do! You don't wanna leave a paper trail. Forget that!"

"It'll just take a minute," said Willow, already typing furiously.

Xander got up and stood behind them. "We don't have a minute! Cheerleaders are in danger. Buffy's in danger," he said before addressing Buffy specifically. "You were the first alternate, you are on the team now that Cordelia's out. You could be next. We gotta get you to a safe house."

Jesse frowned. "Where are we gonna find a witch-proof safe house at this hour?"

Willow ignored them. "'Witches: Historic Roots to Modern Practice.' Checked out by Alexander Harris."

Buffy frowned and looked over her shoulder. "'The Pagan Rites', checked out by Alexander…"

Xander had the decency to look embarrassed. "All right, all right, it's not what you think."

"You like to look at the semi-nude engravings?" Jesse suggested innocently.

Xander blinked. "Oh, well, uh, I guess it is what you think."

Giles sighed heavily. "Have you all quite finished? We have to find a conclusive test. There may be something in here…," he said, going through a book. "Yes, this should do it. You'll need some of her hair, a little quicksilver and some aquafortis."

Willow frowned. "Well, that's just mercury and nitric acid. You can get that in the science lab."

Giles continued reading. "'Heat ingredients and apply to the witch, and if a spell has been cast in the previous forty-eight hours, the witch's skin turns blue.' Hmm." He shut the book before remembering. "Oh, and you'll need some Eye of Newt."

"Biology class," said Xander and Jesse together.

Once in the science lab, they set about getting their potion together. Xander and Jesse managed to wrestle the eyeball out of a frog - not their favorite task of the day - while Willow mixed everything else together. Buffy, meanwhile, tried to subtly get some of Amy's hair off her hairbrush, only failing on the subtle part, but Amy didn't seem to care. She added the hair to the mix, and they put it all together.

Once the 'potion' looked ready enough, Buffy proceeded to pour a little on Amy's arm. Thankfully, she didn't seem to notice - mainly because she and everyone else in class noticed that another student, a cheerleader, had lost her mouth and was giving a bunch of muffled screams. Buffy managed to see the skin on Amy's arm briefly turn blue, giving her all the proof she needed.

Later, out in the halls, they walked together discussing what they'd seen.

"Did you see?" asked Xander. "Amy was as freaked out as the rest of us."

"So it's not her?" asked Willow.

Buffy shook her head. "The test was positive! She's our Sabrina. I just don't think she realizes what she's doing."

"You mean she's subconsciously hexing people?" Jesse asked.

"Should we talk to her?" Willow wondered.

Buffy shook her head. "Maybe we should talk to her mother. I wonder if she knows what she's created."

The next day, the cheerleaders were hard at work, so Willow, Xander and Jesse decided to drop in and see how Buffy was doing. After hearing Joy complain that Buffy had stepped on her foot, they hurried in to see what was happening.

Buffy immediately lit up when she saw them. "Jesse! Willow! Xander! My buds are here! I love my buds! Hi!" she cheered.

Then, she noticed everyone staring at her.

"Hi…," she said brightly. Then, she seemed to remember. "Oh…!" She got back in line and the routine continued.

"Is it me, or is Buffy a bit looped?" Xander whispered.

"More like loop-de-looped," said Jesse. "I smell witchcraft."

The cheerleaders continued with a series of assisted cartwheels.

"We better get her outta there," whispered Willow.

Xander nodded. "Yeah, before she…"

Buffy overthrew Joy's aerial, sending her crashing into the gym wall.

"…hurts someone."

Joy got up as Buffy came running over. "Did I do that?" she asked innocently.

Joy furiously shoved her away. "You are so out of here!"

Jesse, Willow and Xander came running up and each grabbed one of Buffy's arms.

"It's not her fault!" said Willow.

"She's on medication," added Xander hastily.

Buffy looked cluelessly between them. "What?"

"Well, obviously not enough," sneered Joy. "Who's our next alternate?" She looked around and spotted Amy sitting on the bleachers nearby. "Oh. Amy, you just made cheerleader," she said snidely.

Buffy panicked drunkenly. "No, no, no. You don't want her, she's a wi -!"

Xander quickly put his hand over Buffy's mouth. "A wise choice indeed!" he finished for her. He, Jesse and Willow pulled Buffy away, nodding and casting nervous smiles at Amy and Joy. Amy just stared after them.

In the hall outside the gym, the three friends supported Buffy between them as they came down the hall.

"She's a witchy!" Buffy called out.

"Buffy…," Willow sighed.

Buffy pouted. "I just got kicked off the team, didn't I?"

Jesse patted her shoulder. "Don't worry about it, Buffinator," he said. "We think Amy got into your head and made you a little… spacey."

"Yeah," added Xander. "So totally not your fault!"

Buffy grinned goofily. "Hmm, I knew you'd say that, that's 'cause you're my friend. You're my Xander-shaped friend!" she slurred, leaning her head on his shoulder. "Do you have any idea why I love you so, Xander?"

Willow grimaced. "We gotta get her to a…"

"Let her speak!" Xander interrupted quickly.

"I'll tell you!" Buffy continued. "You're not like other boys at all."

Xander puffed up just a little bit. "Well…"

"You are totally, and completely one of the girls!"

Xander unpuffed instantly.

Buffy grinned at Willow and Jesse. "I'm that comfy with him."

Willow smiled widely while Jesse let out a sympathetic hiss for his friend.

"That's great," Xander sighed sadly.

Buffy nodded. "Any other guy who'd give me a bracelet, they'd… wanna date me, and be like a… Oh! I… I don't feel so good."

Buffy collapsed into their arms.

Once within the safety of the library, they laid Buffy in a chair with a wet cloth on her forehead. Willow supported her head and kept the cloth in place with her hand.

"We've gotta get her to a hospital!" she said worriedly.

Giles shook his head. "They can't help her. This is a bloodstone vengeance spell." He took her pulse. "Hits the body hard like a quart of alcohol, and then it eradicates the immune system."

"A vengeance spell," Xander realized, "like she's trying to get even with Buffy?"

Buffy briefly came around. "'Cause she knows I know she's a witch."

Giles nodded. "The others she just wanted out of the running. You she intends to, um…" He fumbled briefly, not wanting to say it..

"Kill?" asked Buffy helpfully.

"How much time do we have?" asked Jesse.

"Oh, uh, I'm sure, uh…," Giles fumbled again.

Buffy looked him straight in the eye. "Truth. Please."

Giles bit his lip sadly. "Couple of hours…," he said at last. "Three at most."

"So how do we fix it?" asked Jesse. "This magic has to have an 'undo' button."

Giles stood and took off his glasses so he could rub his stressed out eyes. "Well, I've been researching that, and, uh, we can reverse all the spells if we can just lay our hands on Amy's spell book."

"And if we can't get a hold of it?" Willow asked.

Giles put his glasses wearily back on. "Well, the other way is to cut the witch's head off."

Xander nodded. "Show of hands!"

"Oh, knock it off," said Jesse, forcing his friend's hand down. "As if you could any more than the rest of us."

"It's not Amy's fault," said Buffy. "She only became a witch to survive her mother."

"Look, I don't care why," snapped Xander. "I just care that you go on breathing."

Buffy looked at her Watcher. "Giles, where would she be casting these spells?"

"Oh, she needs a sacred space," Giles said. "A pentagram, um, large pot."

"Her home. Okay. Help me up." Jesse and Willow helped her up as she continued. "We'll just go to her house, and we'll get her book."

"Okay, we'll go with you," said Willow.

"Uh, no! You guys stay here and keep an eye on Amy."

Giles took Buffy from them. "And keep her away from the science lab. We'll need it to cast our counter-spells." He took Buffy and left.

The three friends looked at each other.

"This is not how to spy on a teenage girl," muttered Jesse as they walked out.

Over the next couple of hours, Willow, Jesse and Xander observed the cheerleaders, with Amy right in the middle of the action, clearly enjoying herself immensely. Easily the happiest they'd seen her in days. Still, no signs of her performing any witchy stuff at the moment.

"She's got what she wants now. Is she even going to do anything else?" Jesse asked the others.

"Who knows where this could end up," replied Xander. "First, it's just getting on the cheer squad. Next, maybe she'll aim to be head of the yearbook committee."

"And before you know it, she's working as President of the World," finished Willow.

Jesse nodded distantly, mulling that over. "I would totally see that movie."

They watched as the cheerleaders went into a count, chanting "Go, Sunnydale". Amy had that great big happy smile on her face, but briefly, she looked worried. Almost frightened. She resumed the chant, but less certain now.

The trio looked at each other - they'd all seen it.

Some of the cheerleaders began lifting Amy. Once up, she thrusted her fists into the air and gave the crowd a big smile. Her smile faded, though and began to lose her balance. The cheerleaders supporting her struggled briefly for control, but they collapsed in a heap. The crowd gasped at the fall.

As they got up again, Joy immediately laid into Amy. "What is your problem?!" she demanded, but Amy savaged her with such a glare that she actually shrunk back.

Amy turned and ran from the gym. Having seen all of this, Xander, Willow and Jesse followed.

"Amy, wait!" Willow shouted, trying to get in front of her.

But Amy just shoved past her. "Get out of my way!"

Willow was startled but still determined. "W-wait! I-I-I need to talk to you, I-I can help you."

Amy glared back at her. "Help me? With what?"

Willow floundered for a moment. "Uh, well, y'know, all your witchcraft! I know this really good cauldron."

Jesse saw Xander sneaking up behind Amy and joined in. "Yeah, I mean, we have so many questions about it. Like, do you actually fly around on a broom, or is that just a harmful stereotype?"

Amy responded by twisting around, growling and holding out her hand like she's grabbing Xander's neck. His hand went to his throat. Amy made a fist and twisted it. Xander collapsed to the floor, choking. Willow immediately went to help him, but Amy spun back around and punched Willow hard in the face, sending her crashing into Jesse and knocking them both to the floor. She started running to the science lab.

"Oh, man," choked Xander, wheezing heavily. "We're not… supposed to let her get to the science lab."

Willow rubbed her sore nose. "We need to get after her," she said, looking around at some of the gym equipment.

Xander managed to get back up and start running, with Jesse not far behind him. It took a few minutes to catch up, as she had that superior cheerleader strength and speed, but they soon found a lab door that had been smashed open. Running inside, they found Amy, along with a recovered-looking Buffy standing with Giles.

Xander immediately rushed in and grabbed Amy tightly. "I got her! I got her! Cut her head off!"

Buffy just looked at him funny. "Xander, what are you doing?"

Xander looked slightly less confident now. "Saving you?" he said hopefully.

"Get your hands off of her."

"But she's evil."

Giles spoke up. "It wasn't exactly her."

"I was my mom," Amy said from her headlock.

Xander blinked. "Oh!"

Now Willow came running in, too, wielding a bat. "Where is she?!" she yelled furiously, clearly ready to go all Little League on someone's ass.

Jesse immediately grabbed the bat. "Uh, hey Willow! It's cool!"

Willow looked slightly disappointed. "It is?"

Xander nodded, trying to look casual. "Yeah, I took care of it."

Jesse smirked. "My hero." He addressed Amy. "So when you say 'you were your mom', is this an allusion to some sort of time travel misadventure, or…?"

"She made us swap bodies," Amy said quietly.

"Oh, a body swap ploy. Plot twist."

"But all the spells are reversed now," said Giles reassuringly. "All those injured and disfigured cheerleaders should find themselves back to normal right about now."

"And her mom?" asked Willow. "Where is she?"

"Managed to reflect one of her spells back at her," said Buffy, indicating a nearby mirror. "Don't think she'll be giving us any trouble any time soon."

Amy smiled, the relief already flooding through her. "Thank you guys so much," she said, looking like she might cry.

"It's what we do," Buffy smiled.

A few days later, Buffy ran into Jesse at his locker and saw he had a large paper bag with him. "What've you got there, Jess?" she asked innocently.

He jumped at her arrival and smiled sheepishly. "Oh hey, Buff," he said awkwardly. "Well, I heard Amy's coming back today, and I figured, y'know, after everything she's been through that I'd… Well, I made her brownies." He opened up the bag for her to see, and indeed, there were several freshly-baked brownies inside.

"You made her brownies? I didn't know you could cook."

"Well, me, my mom and Duncan Hines," he clarified. "I just wanted to cheer her up."

Buffy looked past him. "Well, here's your chance. She's coming this way."

Jesse turned around just in time to see a much happier Amy come scurrying up to them.

"Hey, guys," she said shyly. "Just came up to say hi."

"Are you feeling alright?" asked Buffy.

"Yeah, I'm okay," she said as the three of them began to walk through the halls, Jesse nervously hiding the bag behind his back. "My dad is so impossible! He doesn't ever want me going anywhere! He wants to spend total quality time together. And I'm, like, 'Dad, I can go out, it's perfectly safe!' But he's got all this guilt about leaving me with my mom. And he's being a total pain."

Buffy smiled knowingly. "You're loving it."

Amy giggled. "Every single minute. This Saturday night, he wants to stay in and make brownies. Well, the brownies were my idea."

Suddenly, Cordelia came up from behind them, her eyes completely back to normal. "Hey, I'm really sorry you guys got bumped back to alternate." She pretended to think about it before smiling nastily. "Hold it, wait… No I'm not!"

Amy rolled her eyes. "Well, I know that I'll miss the intellectual thrill of spelling out words with my arms."

Jesse grinned. "Well, you can still sing the 'YMCA' song. Almost as good."

Cordelia narrowed her eyes. "Ooo, these grapes are sour!" she remarked before moving on.

Amy then remembered something. "Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot that you wanted to be on the squad."

"Oh, hey, that's okay," Buffy smiled. "Cheerleading is just a little too hairy for me these days."

Amy took a deep breath. "That's for sure."

They realized they had approached the trophy case and went around to the front to look at Catherine's picture.

"Catherine the Great," Amy murmured.

Buffy bit her lip. "And there's been no sign of her?"

"That last spell… She said I'd never make trouble again. Wherever she is, I don't think we'll have to worry."

"Twisted."

They looked at Catherine's cheerleading trophy one last time before turning to go.

"I'm just happy to have my body back," Amy said with a smile. "I'm thinking of getting fat."

Jesse cleared his throat. "Y'know, I think I can help with that," he said, finally revealing the paper bag.

Amy took the bag and peered inside before lighting up. "You made me brownies?!"

He smiled bashfully. "Yeah, well, y'know… Welcome back, and stuff."

Amy beamed and kissed him on the cheek. "You're the best, Jess."

"Best Jess," repeated Buffy, peering into the bag. "These are for anyone, right?"

Amy playfully pulled the bag away from her. "I'll think about it."

They all laughed as they went down the hall, not hearing the muffled screaming coming from Catherine's trophy.