Snippet; We All Adora Kia-Ora

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Buffy's head hurt. Really hurt. She took this as a good sign 
however, as only moments ago she'd taken a swan-dive into an energy 
vortex in place of her sister, and now she expected to be very dead. 
So feeling pain was probably a good thing.
The first thing she noticed when she opened her eyes was a leather-
booted foot. Brown leather, and well-worn. She looked up further.
"Hi?" she managed before passing out.

*

When next she awoke it was to find herself on a wooden cot within a 
rude hut. Devoid of much furnishings, she almost mistook it for a 
wood-shed until she realised that fresh vegetables were sliced and 
laid out on a surface. This was a home after all, a very poor home. 
She decided to get to her feet and find out where the hell she was. 
She opened the only door, and stepped out...
...into beautiful sunshine. Water cascaded down a mountainside 
casting a lush rainbow that made the whole scene perfect. Strange 
birds fluttered, and small insects visited the flowers that grew from 
grassy ledges.
She looked out into what would have been heaven, if not for the 
large floating hover-tank firing upon a strange collection of people 
protected by a water-barrier.
"Adora, where are you going?" one cried out as a slim, yet elegant 
young woman dashed out.
"For help," Adora cried back.
Her friend shook her head with a look of sadness. Buffy realised 
the young woman had no chance to get away with this strange vehicle 
tracking her, so she decided to lend her aid to the underdogs and 
broke into a fast sprint after Adora.
She caught up with her just beyond a crest in the falls, nearly 
running the young woman down. The woman stood, back to her, feet 
spread apart, hefting a large unwieldy broadsword.
"For the honour of Greyskull!" Adora posed and cried out. Poor 
techno 80s music sprang from the surrounding rocks as she changed 
clothes in the blink of an eye. "I am She-Ra!"
"Ooh," said Buffy. "My bad."

*

"Who are you?" She-Ra asked. then lifted her hand. "Nevermind! We 
will talk later for I can see you are no foe of mine!" She ran at the 
wall and executed a flying kick which shattered the rock, making a 
new escape tunnel.
"What the hell powered that? Enthusiasm?" Buffy blinked 
incredulously. She headed after the strangely attired woman. "And 
where the hell is that music coming from?" she enquired as the chase 
music played.
Outside, She-Ra flipped repeatedly in a triple-pike spinning dive 
that landed her on a ledge in front of the hover-tank. She threw her 
sword into the gun barrel and cried, "Sword to boulder!" She giggled 
as the gun barrel exploded, and the occupants of the tank fled the 
interior and escaped away on jet-packs.
"Tell Hordak that he will never succeed as long as truth and right 
are on our side!" She-Ra called out after them. She turned back to 
her friends, who let down the water-barrier and cheered insanely.
"That was magnificent, m'dear!" A black-gowned fat little witch (and 
her broom) congratulated. "And who's your friend here, hmmm?"
"I'm Buffy," said Buffy, smacking her heels together again for good 
measure.
"And I'm Madame Razz," said the wide little witch. "Be you friend or 
foe?"
Buffy blinked. "Oh, I'm a friend," she said as she watched She-Ra 
retrieve her sword. "But can you tell me... Where am I?"

*

"She is a stranger," said the Sorceress to She-Ra, "and comes from a 
land very much different to our own."
"Three cheers for Sherlock," Buffy muttered. The constant smiles and 
happiness were getting her down. "Any idea how I can get back home?" 
she asked. "People will be worried about me!"
"But of course!" The Sorceress smiled. "From which universe do you 
hail?"
Buffy faltered. "I'm from Earth," she replied. "I'm not exactly 
sure what the universe is called."
The Sorceress took Buffy's hand and kissed her softly. Buffy's mind 
blanked out completely and she heard the Sorceress whisper in her 
mind, "Feel the sounds of your universe... Unmind the lock..."
Buffy snapped out of it and gave the Sorceress a resounding 
slap. "Unmind this, bitch. These lips belong to another."
The Sorceress fled backwards, afraid. "I'm so sorry... I didn't 
mean to insult you..."
Buffy considered. "Nah," she said. "Its okay."

*

Buffy sat on a mushroom (after making sure it wasn't sentient) in 
the Whispering Woods. Adora came over and joined her.
"Please," Adora asked, "you are one of few who know my secret, that 
I am really She-Ra. Please, this secret is entrusted to you, and I 
would be in you..."
"No problem," Buffy interrupted, more interested in the 
newcomer. "Who's he?"
The newcomer walked over. "I am Adam," he said, displaying 
extremely good hearing, "Prince of Eternia and keeper of the secrets 
of Castle Greyskull."
"Really?" Buffy asked. "I've been here for five minutes, and I seem 
to know most of them. They aren't that greatly guarded."
The cute male bimbo looked nonplussed. "Really?" he managed weakly.
"Uhuh," Buffy reinforced. She gave Adora a once over. "Want to 
spar?" she asked.

*

Buffy realised the laws of physics worked completely differently in 
this universe the moment she nearly killed Adora. If not for He-man, 
a tanned but not unfamiliar passer-by catching her as she described a 
trajectory past him, Adora may have been the first person from 
Eternia to manage a Lower Eternian Orbit.
Buffy stared, stunned, as He-man set Adora down. "Oh my god," she 
whispered, "My Slayer strength makes me ten times stronger than the 
strongest human... I love this world!"

*

"Make her stop!" a representative of the Council of Eternia whined 
at the Sorceress, as they sat in a hastily erected tent on the 
grounds of Castle Greyskull. "She's trashing the place!"
"I have already spoken to her," the Sorceress sighed. "She claims 
its nothing more than youthful exuberance, and that she's very sorry."
"Is that all?" The representative asked.
A pained look crossed the Sorceress's face. Unable, by bond of 
magic, to tell a single lie, she had to answer every question with 
perfect honesty. "She also said I was a bit of a babe, sorry about 
the slap, and would I like some hot one-on-one action."
The representative blinked. "And what did that mean, precisely?"
"I'm unsure," the Sorceress replied. "But when I told her that 
although I was greatful for an opportunity to spar with her, my avian 
limbs tend to break easily under duress, she got upset with me and 
left."
"And so she knocked down my castle!" A second representative pouted.
"Yes..." The Sorceress pondered. "Certainly, something must be 
done..."

*

End Snippet.