New fic, crazy idea! (pending title)

[ambersagoddess]

Summary: I know, I know, I was bored! It's Buffy! With Lion King story lines! It's crazy! But I was bored, and I always wanted to do it!

How it all breaks down: Sheila is the slayer, Giles is the watcher. Willow grows up in a world where she is thought to be the next slayer. When her mother is killed her own vamped out brother (who happens to be set, as all good villans are, on world domination!) Willow sets off on a journey to find herself. She meets new friends along the way, and leaves one very special one back home.

Disclaimer: I own the wacky notion, the chars are Joss' and the storyline belongs to Disney. I guess I don't get much credit huh?

Rating: well...it's PG. You can't really make Lion King dirty, though there are major wt smoochies, as well as some really crappy songs!



Chapter 1. Family Fued (sadly, that's not mine either)



Enter: A young man running as fast as he can through the darkness of a city street, constantly looking behind himself. While he is busy looking back he thuds into the chest of slightly older man (mid thirties), smiling evilly. The older man (Charles) bares his game face and circles the boy, who watches him like a deer trapped in headlights.



Older man:

Ohhh, life’s not fair… I’ll never be anything big in the demon world, and you, will never see the light of another day…



He grips the boy by his shoulders and bows his head to feed.



Giles (os):

Didn’t your mother ever teach you not to taunt your food, Charles?



Older man:

Ohhh, what do you want?!



The older man looks up, we see another man, mid forties, holding a stake. Charles whips around to face Giles, his meal dashing away.



Charles (watching his meal run):

Oh look, you made me lose my lunch.



Giles:

Once the slayer arrives you’ll lose more than that!



Charles:

Ooo, I quiver with fear.



Charles begins stalking Giles, circling him. He grasps the old man lifting him off the ground.



Female voice (os, in a scolding yet taunting tone):

Bad puppy, drop it!



Giles (obviously uncomfortable being held up by his tweed suit):

Impeccable timing Sheila.



Charles rolls his eyes and returns Giles to his footing. Once on the ground Giles smoothes his tweed and pockets his stake. The slayer steps forward, standing face to face with the vampire.



Charles:

Well, well, well, if it isn’t my little sister, all high and mighty with the stake I see, (she sticks it at chest height) HEY, watch where you point that thing, not invinsible…yet…



Sheila:

I didn’t see you at the hospital last week, the baby was born.



Charles:

Yes, I see you’ve lost quite a few pounds. I seem to have forgotten… So what’d you name the little squealer?



Sheila:

That squealer is my daughter! (clenching her stake tighter)



Giles:

And possibly the future slayer, the council thinks it may be in the genetics…



Charles:

I shall practice my curtsy.



Charles turns and walks away, headed towards his crypt in the cemetery, which is off in the background.



Sheila:

Don’t you turn your back on me, Charles!



She runs at him, stake held high, it is centimeters away from piercing his back when he whips around, grabbing her wrist and hissing.



Charles:

Maybe it’s you who shouldn’t turn your back on me.



He walks off, leaving Sheila and Giles.



Sheila (not taking her eyes off Charles’ retreating back):

What am I going to do with him, I don’t want Willow growing up in an environment with him.



Giles:

Well, he’d make a nice pile of ashes for the fireplace.



Sheila (loving the idea):

Giles!



To Be Continued



I know it's odd, but what do you guys think? And any titles?



-Rei

There were only first days following one another.The third was the first,the fourth was the first,the seventy-first was the first.The first day was the three thousandth.-The Fixer

Edited by: ambersagoddess at: 5/27/04 5:40 pm

[kindagay]

You know what? I like this.



Crazy ideas are great, taking hold of them & running with them is even better. Especially when the idea is a good one, like the idea for this fic. I think it'll make for a very interesting & fun read.



I'm not very good at titles, so I'm not even gonna attempt a suggestion. Sorry 'bout that.



Anyway, keep going, it's good.



Hugs

Jeanne

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Tara: “Let me guess – you want me to lie on your lap while you feed me grapes, but my sweet, shy, precious, honey you’ve been too shy to ask – yes?” - GROWW by WannaFriendsBe

[ambersagoddess]

Summary: I know, I know, I was bored! It's Buffy! With Lion King story lines! It's crazy! But I was bored, and I always wanted to do it!

How it all breaks down: Sheila is the slayer, Giles is the watcher. Willow grows up in a world where she is thought to be the next slayer. When her mother is killed her own vamped out brother (who happens to be set, as all good villans are, on world domination!) Willow sets off on a journey to find herself. She meets new friends along the way, and leaves one very special one back home.

Disclaimer: I own the wacky notion, the chars are Joss' and the storyline belongs to Disney. I guess I don't get much credit huh?

Rating: well...it's PG. You can't really make Lion King dirty, though there are major wt smoochies, as well as some really crappy songs!



Chapter 2 KOSHER!!!!!



Enter: A young Willow asleep in bed, suddenly she awakens and runs down the hall, dashing into her parents’ bedroom, shaking her mother awake.



Willow (impatiently):

Mom, Mom, MOM! Get up! You promised to teach me the roundhouse kick today! Mom, MOM! Get up already! Mom-mom-mom-mom-mom-mom…



Sheila turns over, facing her husband.



Sheila (groggily):

Your daughter’s awake…



Ira (equally groggy):

Before 8 AM, she’s your daughter…



Willow (hasn’t stopped her mantra):

Mom-mom-mom-mom-mom-mom-mom.



Sheila:

Alright, alright, I’m up!



Sheila gets up and takes Willow into the training room.



Sheila (preparing them):

Breathe in and out, pretend your air is chee, expel the bad and bring in the new. The slayer’s time is little, and one day I’ll no longer be here, and I will need you to take over my place.



Willow (wide eyed):

Then I can kill things?!



Sheila nods.



Willow (continue, wrinkling her brow in disgust):

What about that mean kid in gym class who pulled my shorts down?



Sheila (strictly):

No, it’s not our place to harm humans, it’s ‘beyond our borders’ so to speak.



Willow (defiantly):

But I can do whatever I want; I’ll be the slayer, who can stop me?



Sheila:

There’s more to being a slayer than getting your way all the time.



Sheila walks around the room, stretching her lithe body.



Willow (wide eyed, jaw dropped, thirsty for knowledge):

There’s MORE?



Sheila:

Well, Willow…



She does a few smooth martial arts moves, her body completely in synch with her surroundings.



Sheila (continues):

Everything in the world exists in harmony, the slayer is here to balance the energy between good and evil. To balance the evils and protect the innocent.



Willow plops down, obviously deliberating this. A cute debating thoughts face crossing her child-like features. Her eyes moving down and side to side quickly, as babble raced in her head.



Willow (coming to a conclusion):

Like cows?



Sheila continues her workout, unphased by her daughter’s randomness.



Sheila:

Right, like cows. We protect the cows.



Willow again debates this, sitting for a minute on the gym mats in the corner of the room.



Willow:

But don’t we eat the cows?



Sheila stops, debating this.



Sheila:

Well…no…cows aren’t kosher…



Willow:

Oh.



Sheila and Willow seem equally dumbfounded by this.





To Be Continued



Alright, I worked my booty off last night trying to figure out if cows were kosher, so apreciate it! Thanks to April and Liv for helping out with that.



I'm going on vacation for a while, heading down to spend time with my grandparents. So there won't be any updates for a while. Oh well.

There were only first days following one another.The third was the first,the fourth was the first,the seventy-first was the first.The first day was the three thousandth.-The Fixer

[TaraBaby77]

LOL!!!! Okay, Rei, you got me. I like it. Definitely different and anything you share with us is always a good and fun to read. Hope to see more soon. =)

Aaron

'Tarababy77'

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"Don't buy into all the media crap. Love yourself for who you are, not what others THINK you should look like. It's DEFINITELY more important in this life to love each other despite our imperfections." - Amber Benson

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[Lythande]

Hi,



This is a fun story. Can't wait for the next update.



I was curious, so I found the web site for OK Kosher Certification, the folks who certify foods as kosher (you know, they put the K in the circle on foods certified as kosher) and here's what they say about kosher meat:

Quote:

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Meat must come from an animal that chews its cud and has split hooves. Cows, sheep and goats are kosher.

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So it looks like little Willow can eat a cow if she wants. Pigs and camels, however....



Lythande

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I'm a bloodsucking fiend! Look at my outfit!

[Sheba]

Really liking it...heheh keep thinkking of the Lion King scenes! Very cute!

[soluna350]

very funny story more soon?

[girlfriends actually]

Hey!! This story is really good so far and very funny. Great idea!! I can't wait to read more!!!

[Tempest Duer]

This is very wacky. But it's also funny and it looks pretty cute.

Saying that up is down will not make up, down.



~Gene Burns

[xeembiote]

lol nice one.. waiting for an update

[BurningWhiteRose]

This is great!



Cows arent kosher...



Sincerely,

BWR



ps: This is great!

[CEsgirl13]

wow this is an awesome fic so far

[robotguru]

Hey hey sis, you know what i think about this already, it ROCKS!!!



As for not making Lion King dirty...well you oughta check out my Aladdin fic in a few updates time...



I like the way you keep it as a script like you'd see with The Lion King, leaves slightly less scope to make the story your own though, with my Aladdin fic (Queen of Thieves, yeah i know...cheap plug) i can change stuff around cos i'm pretty much dexcribing the whole thing and basically going on script when it suits lol.



"Before 8 AM she's your daughter" LMAO!!!



Looking forward to more sis.

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"And the glorified bricklayer picks up a spare!" (Xander, The Gift)

[reiforever]

Alright, I'm home!!! It's Rei, but I had to re register seeing as I forgot my password.



kindagay Ah, yes, I have run with many a good idea in my time! Thanks for reading!



Aaron Lol, glad to excite you! Did I say I loved your new sig and picture thingie?



Lythande Oh FOOIE! Popping my bubble like that...Oh well, I might just go back and change it, just so it's right, I hate having it wrong. Thank you for your assistance in my fight against figuring out Kosher! I shall use the site in my future battles. I shall win the war!



Sheba Thanks! Glad you like it, there's an update coming soon.



Soluna350 Yep, more soon, after this!



Girlfriends actually I can't be modest, it is a wonderful idea! I'm just good like that.



Tempest Duer Why thank you! Cute isn't a word usually used to describe my work, though, this isn't really my work, I'm just being a nerd and putting it together! Thanks for reading.



Xeembiote Well wait no more!!! Well, just a minute or two.



Burning White Rose Well, apparently, they are. I'll have to fix that or it'll drive me crazy.



CEsgirl13 Why thank you! Thanks for reading!



Chris *rolls eyes* what are YOU doing here? JK You already read it before I posted, it's just not fair for the others! Meh. Thanks for your advice, but I already have it all twisty turny, I just haven't posted those parts yet. Love ya bro.



UPDATE COMING SOON!!!



-Rei

[reiforever]

Enter: Willow and Sheila are still in the training room, both working their muscles, Sheila training on the horse and Willow doing clumsy acrobatics on a laid out mat. Giles walks in, polishing his glasses.



Giles:

Why hello ladies, it’s getting close to sundown. Just came to do some working on sharpening the stakes.



He sits in a chair facing the girls, a widdling knife in hand and a batch of thick sticks at his side. He drones on about the on-goings of the night. Willow is jumping as high as she can, and lets just say, white girls can’t jump, she doesn’t get more than three inches off the ground. Sheila notices and motions for her daughter to come closer.



Sheila (whispering):

What are you doing?



Willow (grunting):

Jumping.



Sheila:

Let me show you how it’s done.



Giles is oblivious to the girl’s conversation.



Sheila (continuing):

Giles, turn around please.



Giles looks up from his work.



Giles (polishes his glasses)

I’m not that hard on the eyes am I?



Sheila gives him a stern look. He sighs and turns, continuing to talk.



Sheila (whispering to Willow):

Bend your knees, crouch low to the ground, use your hand for support, there you go.



Giles:

What are you doing back there?



Sheila (nonchalantly):

Jumping lesson.



Giles:

Right. (pauses) wait, JUMPING!?



Sheila:

Giles, please!



Giles (sighing):

Good God this is so humiliating.



He turns and Sheila goes back to her daughter as Giles rants on about how unfair this lesson was for him.



Sheila (whispering):

Be very, very, quiet.



Willow nods, a determined look on her face.



Giles:

And my back, God Sheila don’t forget my back!...Sheila? Willow?

AHG!!!!



Giles screams as Willow jumps, tackling him.



Sheila laughs heartily. The merry little gig is broken up by a woman bursting through the door.



Mrs. Maclay (winded and urgent):

Sheila! The vampires are in on the hunt, they’ve banded together, it’s all out war!



Sheila:

What! This is crazy! Giles, take Willow in the house, make sure she’s safe!



Willow (whining):

But MOM!!



Sheila (shouting):

Willow! Go, now!



Willow and Giles leave quickly, Mrs. Maclay and Sheila rush out of the training room.









-Rei

[DreamsToDream]

OMG! I Absolutely LOVE The Lion King! Its So Sad Tho. Anyways I Think This Is Brilliant! Keep Going Please!!

D2D



Damn You Vile Woman!!!- Stewie Griffin



Dreams To Dream In The Dark Of The Night, When The World Goes Wrong, I Can Still Make It Right...- Dreams To Dream, Feivel Goes West

[amazonaa]

this is interesting and i like it.





keep going.





brittney

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Kiss this axe. bitch!---Tara "Bargaining part 2"

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[reiforever]

Dreams To Dream Yes the Lion King is sad, I'm more partial to the second one myself, but hey, that's just me. One of the few movies that have better sequals, like The Whole Nine/Ten Yards (and shrek two, so I've heard, I have yet to see it.) By the way, brilliant sig you got there, I was cracking up.



Amizonaa Thanks for reading!



-Rei

"Tell them Amber says 'don't do drugs' Amber doesn't endorse drugs." -Amber Benson

Edited by: reiforever at: 7/8/04 4:56 pm

[reiforever]

Enter: Willow jogging up to Charles’ crypt. She enters, he’s watching television with Spike.



Willow:

Hey Uncle Charlie, Hey Spike!



Charles waves her off, Spike does the same, nither’s eyes leave the screen.



Spike:

Hush Lil Bit, Jen and Dawson are about to break up.



Willow:

Guess what!



Charles (rolling eyes):

Dawson’s Creek is on Willow!



Willow:

I’m going to be the Slayer!



Charles and Spike (in unison):

Oh goodie.



Charles:

Forgive me for not leaping for joy, bad back you know.



Spike closes the door to the crypt in Willow’s face. But she opens it again.



Spike (growling):

Lil Bit, you’re letting the bloody sun in!



Willow’s eyes widen as she realizes her mistake and enters, closing the door behind her.



Willow:

So when I become slayer, what’ll that make you, Uncle Charlie?



Charles:

The uncle of the slayer, you foolish child!



Spike (laughing heartily):

No, it’ll make him a pile of dust.



Willow (laughing):

Oh, Spike, you’re so funny!



Charles (agrivated):

Oh you have no idea.



Spike:

You Mum show you what you’ve got to deal with?



Willow (nodding):

Yeah



Spike:

Even about the farthest Graveyard?



Willow (frustrated):

Ever since I was a baby Mom said I couldn’t go there.



Spike:

All for the best I guess.



Charles:

Yes, only the strongest and smartest can venture in and come out alive.



Willow:

I could do it.



Spike:

Could not.



Willow:

Could so.



Spike:

That’s where they keep the Amulet of Derakan.



Willow:

Whoa, what’s that?



Spike:

It’s what Charlie here needs to become invincible.



Willow:

Oh, don’t worry, Mom can find it and give it to him.



Spike and Charles (in unison):

NO!



Charles:

No, no, no. Your mother can’t be told. It’s a secret. Our secret…



Willow:

A secret, cool!



Spike:

Just remember, Bit, Mummy can’t know.



Willow:

I’ll remember!



Willow runs off on her marry little way.





-Rei

"Tell them Amber says 'don't do drugs' Amber doesn't endorse drugs." -Amber Benson

[robotguru]

Oooh sis, i'm loving this...this is so cool



Spike (growling):

Lil Bit, you’re letting the bloody sun in!



Heh, loving it

[reiforever]

Enter: Willow, jogging into her house. Sheila, Mrs. Maclay, and little Tara sit on the couches in the living room. Sheila and Mrs. Maclay talk, Tara looks bored out of her mind.



Willow:

Tara, c’mon, I wanna show you something!



Tara jumps up and the two rambunctious teens head out the door, only to be stopped by Giles.



Giles:

And where are you two going this late at night?



Willow (defiantly):

Around.



Tara (shyly, looking to the ground):

Y-yeah, a-around.



Willow puts an arm around Tara’s shoulders in comforting.



Giles:

Very well, but I’m coming with you.



Willow (stubbornly):

Nu-uh.



Giles:

Sheila!



Sheila (doesn’t seem to know what they’re talking about):

Listen to Giles!



The girls groan. (A short while later.) The girls walk sullenly, holding hands, behind Giles who is overly cautious, turning at every sound, stake held high.



Giles:

Just look at you two, stop it. (He swats their hands apart) Just think of what your mothers would say!



Tara and Willow look at each other confused. Reaching out to hold hands again.



Giles:

Oh, puff, just knock it off, Willow, your mother will be most displeased. She’s been trying to spark your interest in Andrew for weeks!



Willow and Tara (in unison):

Ewww, Andrew!?



Willow:

He pulled my pants down in gym class!



Tara (nodding):

He p-pulled her pants d-down in gym class.



Giles:

Well, Willow, I must say, you will marry Andrew.



Willow:

Says who?



Giles:

Well, me, I told your parents that he would be a wonderful husband.



Willow:

You’re fired.



Giles:

What? You can’t fire me, I’m a Watcher, you can’t fire Watchers!



Willow:

When I’m Slayer, that’ll be the first thing to go!



Tara:

She i-is the future Slayer…



Giles:

Not yet she isn’t!



Willow (singing):

I’m going to be really strong, stronger than any before!



Giles (singing):

I’ve never met a slayer who knows such little ancient lore!



Willow (singing):

I’m gonna be the main event, giving evil lip. I’m punching I’m kicking, I’m working on my quips!



Giles (speaking):

God, this is going to be a long night.



Willow (singing):

I just can’t wait to fight!



Willow (singing):                Giles (speaking):

        No-one saying kiss him--                        When I said that I—

        No-one saying be here--                        What I ment was that the—

        No-one saying stop that--(Hugs Tara)        Stop that!

        No-one saying see here--                        Now, see here!

        Free to have fun all day,

        Free to do it all my way!



Giles (singing):

I think it’s time that you and I arranged a heart to heart.



Tara (singing):

Slayers don’t need advice from little Englishmen for a start.



Giles (singing):

If this is where your sexualities headed, count me out! Out of the council, out of the states, I wouldn’t hang about!



The girls share hug again just to spite him.



Giles (cont’d singing):

This child is pushing all our plans away!



Willow (singing):

Oh I just can’t wait to slay! Everybody look left!



Willow and Tara look to the left. Giles, utterly confused, looks to the left as well, expecting a demon or vampire of some sort.



Willow (cont’d singing):

Everybody look right!



Giles whips around, facing his right, stake poised.



Willow (cont’d singing):

Dodging vamp bites!



Giles is so busy looking for danger that Willow and Tara manage to slip away. Moments later he looks around.



Giles:

Willow? Tara? Where are you?



-Rei

"Tell them Amber says 'don't do drugs' Amber doesn't endorse drugs." -Amber Benson

[CEsgirl13]

hahaha...that had me giggling....Giles can be so uptight sometimes. great work!

When you choose to hold the rose you are also agreeing to bleed.

[DreamsToDream]

Hahaha Laughing So Much At The Song!!

Cool Update!! By The Way Thax Very Much For The Compliment On My Sig...From A Long Time Ago Tee Hee Sorry Anyways As Much As I Loved It I Wanted To Change It To Sumthin Else.

D2D





Dreams To Dream In The Dark Of The Night, When The World Goes Wrong, I Can Still Make It Right...- Dreams To Dream



I Don't Know About You Miss Kitty,But I Feel A Whole Lot Yummier. - Catwoman

[robotguru]

Hey sis, man, this gets funnier and funnier, Giles can be soooo uptight.



I loved this chapter, Keep it going...and yeah...i really do need to work on my fics lol

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There can be no rainbow without rain, you cannot know true happiness until you know sadness first.

[reiforever]

CEsgirl13 That he can, thanks for reading!



DreamsToDream I actually had to rewrite it before I posted it, I suddenly realized how much it sucked.



Chris Just Queen of Theives. We can write Disney rip offs together! Love ya, wouldn't wanna fuck ya.



Signed, Chris's more fun, more attractive, more interesting, better Disney-rip-off-er, and all around cooler sister...



-Rei

"Tell them Amber says 'don't do drugs' Amber doesn't endorse drugs." -Amber Benson

[reiforever]

Language is going to start getting rougher, so expect a slightly higher rating.







Willow and Tara are jogging, laughing.



Willow:

Looks like we lost him. I’m a genius!



Tara (nodding):

You’re the brainy type.



They giggle and pretend to be vamps, stalking each other. After a few fluidly swift movements of evasion from both sides, Tara manages to slip behind Willow and expose her neck.



Tara (cont’d):

Gotcha.



Willow (pouting):

Hey, I’m the future Slayer, not you.



Tara (sheepishly):

Don’t worry, I’m not a real vamp.



Willow smiles and tries to reverse the move, but Tara gets the best of her again.



Tara (cont’d):

Gotcha again.



They have managed to ‘gotcha’ themselves into the last graveyard. They gasp.



Willow:

Whoa…We made it.



Tara (scared):

I-it’s kinda creepy Wil, maybe we should just--



Willow:

Oh, come on, I need to get something for my Uncle Charlie.



They walk forward, hand in hand, making as little noise as possible.



Tara (still frightened):

W-we could get in t-trouble for this W-wil.



Giles catches up to them, panting.



Giles (catching his breath):

Bloody well right you could. And you have, you two are in big trouble now. You never act like this when Tara’s not around! You mother shall hear about this!



Willow:

Look its Nancy boy here to tell us how naughty we’ve been.



Giles (cleaning his glasses):

You’ve been hanging out far too much with Spike. My, this place is wretchedly dirty! We must leave at once!



Willow:

Hold on, I’ve gotta look for something first.



Tara:

M-maybe Mr. Giles is r-right Wil, lets just g-go home.



Willow:

Don’t worry Tara, I’ll protect you.



A triad of vampires appear from nowhere- Angelus, Darla, and Drusilla. Angelus walks around the group, smirking to himself.



Angelus:

Well, well, what do we have here? Interesting…



Darla:

Looks like fun, what do you think Dru.



Drusilla (humming):

Mmmm, Miss Edith speaks of kiddy meals and clowns with big hair.



Giles:

We really should, uh, be leaving now. Come along children!



Tara scurries after him, and Willow, now frightened, follows. They’re cut off by Angelus.



Darla:

I don’t believe we’ve been formerly introduced…



Giles:

I am the current Watcher of the Slayer. She who stalks and hunts in the night, graceful--



Drusilla (giddily):

The silly Englishman spouts nothing words…



Angelus:

I hear ya there Dru. Watcher-boys spitting a bunch of crap.



Darla (circling the girls):

And you are?



Willow:

The slayer!



Tara:

Future, Wil, th-the future s-slayer.



Willow:

Right, future slayer!



Drusilla (seeing visions):

The bulls-eye misses the target. Little thing doesn’t know the things I know.



Tara:

W-what do you mean?



Angelus:

Forget it.



Willow:

Like I should believe you anyway! Mum says you’re a bunch of blood sucking, bottom feeding, stupid, wannabes!



Tara (matter-of-factly):

Wannablessedbes.



Drusilla:

She speaks of meetings this one, cookies and chocolates, my, my, and little nummies. Lots of little bite-sized necks for nibbling.



Giles:

Willow, please be kind to the nice, vicious, murderers.



Drusilla (offended):

Who are you calling nice?



Giles:

Oh lookie, the sun’s still down, time to run.



Angelus:

What’s the hurry, you could stay for a snack. We could have whatever’s… ‘slayin’ around.



Darla chuckles and the three vampires circle the group.



Drusilla:

Oh I can’t remember the last time I drank of Slayer.



Angelus:

Boxer Rebellion, China, you kissed that traitor after he slaughtered her.



Drusilla (fond of the memory):

Ahhhh…



Darla:

No, it was New York.



Angelus:

She wasn’t there, she was with us in Austraila.



Darla:

No, I specifically remember that she was with William.



Angelus:

No, she was with us remember, we couldn’t get out of the damned hotel because she’d left her doll behind.



Drusilla clings to Miss Edith. The group manages to slip away during the argument.



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Does it rock? Does it suck? Do monkey's fling poo at my fic? I must know, else I can't make it better.



-Rei

"Tell them Amber says 'don't do drugs' Amber doesn't endorse drugs." -Amber Benson

[robotguru]

heh, this fic is awesome, what a pair of Disney ripper off-ers we make



Lets just hope no one sues when i take mine slightly (and naughtily) off script



heh, love this bit



Giles:

Willow, please be kind to the nice, vicious, murderers.



Drusilla (offended):

Who are you calling nice?



Love ya, wouldn't wanna fuck ya (yeah that's my line, Rei is allowed to borrow it though)



Your crazy brother from a different mother, Chris

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There can be no rainbow without rain, you cannot know true happiness until you know sadness first.

[reiforever]

Yes, please don't sue me for the use of your line



I have a feeling the naughty is going to be ala our dear Tishy. Just a guess.



Love, you're all around better sister from over hither (oh that was sad),



-Rei



Oh, this is SO Tish-

"Tell them Amber says 'don't do drugs' Amber doesn't endorse drugs." -Amber Benson

[reiforever]

Enter: Willow and Tara have gotten away, they realize Giles is missing.



Tara:

Wil, where’s Giles?



Willow:

Uh-oh.



Tara:

We should go back.



They turn and go back to find Giles, the vamp triad has got him in their clutches.



Drusilla:

Nummy Watcher nibblets.



Tara:

G-Giles!



This gets the attention of the vamps who chase after the girls. They run, jumping over fallen logs and tombstones. Tara loses her footing on a particularly sharp turn, slipping on the damp grass.



Tara: Willow, help!



Willow runs back, helping Tara up and running, supporting Tara. The girls run into a circle of tombstones, they’re trapped.



Angelus (laughing):

Thought you could get away, that’s alright, I enjoy the thrill of the chase.



Sheila (OS.):

Back off.



Drusilla:

Uh-oh, Slayer’s here.



Darla:

Shit, Angelus do something.



Sheila tackles Darla, pushing a metal cross into her chest, Darla screams in pain. Sheila quickly backs Angelus into a tree, he doesn’t have anything to defend himself with. Shelia’s got a stake at his chest. Giles holds Druislla with a cross at her chest, threatening to push it to her skin.



Angelus:

Chill out Sheila, we were just messing around.



Sheila:

If you ever come near my daughter again-!



Darla:

She’s your daughter? W-we didn’t know that.



Drusilla (confused):

Yes we did, she said she was the future Slay-



She is cut off when Darla elbows her in the ribs.



Drusilla (con’d):

Owie! Miss Edith is very upset at your behavior missy.



Angelus:

Shut up Dru.



Shelia crosses her arms as Darla and Drusilla fuss at each other, Angelus throwing in snide comments. Suddenly Angelus takes the opportunity to hit Sheila square in the gut, she keels over, gasping for air. The triad walk away calmly, satisfied.



Sheila (looking after them):

Damnit.



She stands, arm over her stomach.



Willow:

Uh, hi Mum.



Sheila (glaring):

Willow, I’m disappointed, I thought I tought you better than to come back here.



Willow:

I-I’m sorry…



Sheila (fuming):

Go!



Willow and Tara walk forward, heads bowed, Sheila and Giles follow them as they all head towards home.



Tara (still a little rattled):

I-I thought you were very brave.



Willow just keeps walking, slipping her hand in Tara’s for comfort. Charles slinks forward from the shadows, glowing amulet around his neck, smirking pleasantly.







-Rei

"Tell them Amber says 'don't do drugs' Amber doesn't endorse drugs." -Amber Benson

[Sheba]

Ooh just caught up with a lotta feedback...now I can't wait for the rest!