This is Buffy's comeuppance for those annoying wax museum obsessions...enjoy!
~Sticks
Author: Lt Sticks
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Rating: R for now, I might just raise it if people want me to
Spoilers: Up to Season 5, except for the last bit of “The Gift”
Pairings: W/T, X/A, B/F
Disclaimer: Joss and ME own these, I don’t, I just thought of the scenarios and borrowed the characters. I’m not making money out of them so don’t throw me in jail-I’d like to have a life still
Summary: Basically this is an idea I got whilst walking home after my Geog exam, thinking what might happen if the Scoobies got a chance to go to London. Naturally the two Wiccan wonders will be in the spotlight, thought I’d drag the others along for good measure too
Notes: Ok, Buffy never died, Willow didn’t go all magick addict gal, Tara never died (harhar Joss
), Xander and Anya are together still and married, Giles didn’t leave, Dawn exists, and this is set in 2003, with all the people happy and amusing as always. Oh and Faith’s out of prison for good behaviour.Chapter 7: The Slayers in the Scary Wax Museum…
Buffy and Faith stood outside Madam Tussauds, having just been dropped off by Giles. Buffy sniggered. “Heh, seeming as though we have 6 months until the world is destroyed by a gang of donut launching demons, what do you say we have some fun before the apocalypse?”
“Sure thing, B,” Faith laughed, unable to quell the amusement both Slayers and Giles had felt at the information they’d been given.
They walked to the booth, and paid the entrance fee, and Buffy bought two booklets about the place, handing one to Faith as they started their adventure.
“What I found funnier, is that the only way we can kill them, is by hurling dried horse shit at it,” Faith snorted with laughter.
“Don’t let Will hear you say that, she’s got a phobia of horses.”
“Really? I love ‘em. Used to ride sometimes as a kid. Didn’t get to do it that often though, but it was cool.”
“You’d get along with Tara then, she used to ride as well. I think she’s trying to get Willow to overcome her phobia. Maybe you could help.” Buffy suggested, as they walked past the collection of the British royal family.
“That’s if I’m alive after Willow talks to me. Which I wouldn’t blame her for. If she is on talking terms, I’d be happy to help.” Faith looked disdainfully at the Queen’s figure. “Does that really look like her?”
“Apparently. Looks old, doesn’t she?” Buffy grinned.
“Older than Giles, even.” Faith grinned back.
They continued round the museum, making snide remarks at some of the figures, laughing at others.
“Oooh, he’s niiiiice….” Faith grinned, looking at the figure of Freddie Prinze Jr in the Hollywood section.
”Ewww, he’s too…” Buffy thought for a moment, trying to think of the word.
“Cute?” Faith suggested.
“He seems too nice. I like to have a bit of rough.” Buffy blushed as she realised what that said.
“Don’t blame you, Slayers need some danger after all.” Faith replied mischievously.
“As if we don’t get enough every night anyway…hey, The Spooky Hall of Horrors! Come on Faith, we HAVE to go in there!” Buffy squealed, taking her fellow Slayer’s hand and virtually dragging her to the next attraction.
“Um, B, I don’t think we should go in there…”
“What’s the matter F, scared of a bunch of dolls?” Buffy grinned.
“Last I heard, you were the one who hated talking puppets…” Faith grumbled, but let Buffy lead her in, keeping a grip on her hand.
“Come on, Faith, this stuff is so unscary. I mean the amount of things we’ve faced, I think we should have a bit more courage. I mean, what would the gang think if-AAAAAAAAAAARGH!”
Buffy and Faith both screamed as the next stand they passes lit up, and two zombie figures sprang out. Jumping into the other Slayer’s arms, Buffy buried her head in Faith’s shoulder. “Ok, let’s just run out of here.” She said, suddenly realising that she was in Faith’s arms. Pulling away gently, but unwilling to let go totally, she took Faith’s hand again, and both ran at Slayer speed out of the Hall of Horrors.
“Ok,” Faith paused for a moment to regain her breath, “what was it you said about it not being scary?”
“We never tell the others about this, ok?” Buffy put on a resolve face, not as effective as Willow’s, but pretty darn scary anyway.
“You think I’d tell them we were screaming like….girls?” The two giggled at the irony of the situation, before composing themselves.
“There’s no other horror things here, right?” Buffy asked, as Faith looked in the booklet.
“Nope, we’re coming up to the TV and Media section…probably a load of crap.”
The two fell into companionable silence again, occasionally pointing out some figures. Buffy’s gaze suddenly fell on one in particular, and gasped in shock. “Faith…that doll…”
“What B? Uh…she...” Faith trailed off as both approached the figure in question.
“She looks like me!” Buffy exclaimed. “How can she look like me?”
Faith looked at the card below the figure. “Well, she’s a character in some show, something about superhero, oh, look her name’s…” She trailed off, as a fit of laughter consumed her.
“Barffy?? She’s called BARFFY?!?! Who made this thing? Why does she look like me?” She was ignored by Faith, who was roaring with laughter. “Hey, Faith…you’ve got one too!”
“Huh?” Faith’s laughs trailed off. “Oh my god…it’s contagious! What’s her name?”
Buffy bent down to look, and laughed hysterically. “She’s called….hahahahaha….Waif!”
“What?!?! WAIF?!?! Ok, that’s it, this is waaay too freaky. How come we never heard of this before?” She demanded, as the two started off, headed towards the exit, and the others.
A fire in my heart, reborn from the ashes...just call me Phoenix
I'm Under Your Spell, nothing I can do, you just took my soul with you...
We're up to NC-17 with chapter 9...
and the end was funny hehe 
thats a whole different story, anyhoo...gonna shut up now 
omg LMAO that was so funny... i have never been chased by anything before im a lucky one... im gonna be laughing for a while now 
