When Things Go Wrong....

[Twisted Slayer]

{name:Buffy Summers#|#picture:3}The air whispered to the trees Buffy silently walked through the graveyard, searching for something to kill. Suddenly, a huge BOOM echoed through the air and Buffy stumbled backwards and slammed into a mausoleum. Out of the blue light and smoke came Faith, Spike, and Angel. And then from behind her stumbled Faith, Spike...and Angel.

[cyclica]

Anya got bored of whatever it was she was doing and wandered over to where buffy was.

She noticed the two faiths, angels and spikes.

"What the heck?"

[Twisted Slayer]

Thanks for joining. I imaging Anya would said something like "Let's have an orgy!" If there were 6 Xanders.

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Buffy looked up at Anya and got to her feet.

"Okay, what the hell is going on here?" she asked.

Both Faith's stepped forward, starting their sentence with "B, I'm the--" and they broke off, looking at each other. They then said "I'm the real Faith!" in unison.

Buffy frowned.

[mGlottalstop]

"Ouchie."

A rustle behind the gathering, coupled with an annoying whine, alerted the others to Andrew's continued presense. Over the course of the evening, he tried to ignore the fact that Buffy had been trying to ditch him, but refused to let the Slayer out of his sight - knowing his life would be at serious risk without her protection.

Disentangling himself from the bush he'd hidden in upon hearing the loud noise, Andrew ran his hand gingerly over his cheek, wincing as he felt where a bramble had hurt him.

Finally looking up from the ground, his eyes widened in shock as he saw the return of his 'friends', followed by their duplicates.

"By Seven-of-Nine's heaving bosom... there're two of... wow."

He reached out with a shaking hand and poked Spike in the forehead, yanking his hand back when he caught the vampire's gaze. With a self-conscious gulp, he backed away.

"Sorry, Spike."

[cyclica]

"Two spikes"

Anya turned to buffy.

"Could I borrow them? Just for tonight?"