FIC: Dopplegangland, Revisited (2/?)

["Shannon" <lusty_wrong_feelings@xxxxxxxxxxxx>]

Author: Shannon
Rating: PG-13.
Disclaimer: Joss is a lucky, lucky man.
Summary: Basically, I'm re-writing Dopplegangland as if Willow and 
Buffy were already together. Complete with cut scene! *lol*

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Snyder paced around Willow, and academically-challenged student, 
Percy West. "As far as I'm concerned, this is a marriage made in 
heaven. Willow Rosenberg, despite her unsavory associations, and... 
orientation," He paused to give Willow a dirty look, as she blushed 
furiously, "Represents the pinnacle of academic achievement at 
Sunnydale High. Percy West represents a devastating fast break and 
50% from behind the three-point line." Snyder walked around to his 
desk, and sat down, but Willow was confused. "I'm not sure I 
understand the marriage part." Snyder sneered at her. "Well, now you 
wouldn't, would you?" He continued, as Willow hung her head. "You've 
got the brains, he's got the fast break. It's a perfect match." 
Willow glanced at Percy, and her eyes widened in realisation. "Match? 
You want us to breed?!"

Snyder rolled his eyes. "I want you to tutor him. Percy's flunking 
history. Nothing seems to motivate him--" Percy interrupted Snyder, 
to put his two cents in. "Get her and this Buffy chick together, I 
might get a little motivated." He ran his eyes along Willow's body, 
and licked his lips. Willow squirmed uncomfortably in her chair, and 
Percy switched tactics. "Hey. I'm challenged." Snyder cleared his 
throat and tried to clear his head of thoughts of Summers and 
Rosenberg. "You're lazy, self-involved and spoiled. That's quite the 
challenge. But we need a winning year, especially after last year's 
debacle with the swim team. Can't have our point guard benched." He 
started directing his inane speech towards Willow. "So, you're gonna 
take on a little teaching job. I know how you enjoy teaching." 
Willow, quite flustered, tried to make a few feeble excuses. "Well, I 
have a lot of work of my own, and oh, gosh! You know what? I'm 
actually supposed to be in history right now, so if you don't 
mind..." She hastily got up and left the room, but not before Snyder 
shouted after her, "You will tutor Percy!" Snyder grumbled and sent 
the other young delinquent on his way. "No doubt about that."

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The doors to the school library swung open, as Willow and Buffy 
walked through, arm in arm. "So he threatened you? With what?" Buffy 
inquired, eyes flashing. "Well, it wasn't exactly anything he said. 
It was all in his eyes. I mean, there was some nostril work as well, 
but mostly eyes." Buffy almost growled. "Snyder needs me to kick his 
ass." Willow smiled at her girlfriend's audacity. "Oh no, Buffy, 
don't get in trouble. I'll be okay." Buffy smiled back. "I just worry 
about you."

"Aww, I just hate the way he bullies people. He just assumes 
everyone's time is his." Willow pouted, and Buffy leaned down and 
gave her a kiss. Willow groaned when she heard Giles' voice, but 
broke the kiss and put on a smile.

"Willow, get on the computer. I want you to take another pass at 
accessing the Mayor's files." Giles' voice came booming from his 
office. "Okay!" She put her bag down on the desk next to Buffy, and 
walked behind the counter to sit behind the computer.

Buffy turned her head at the sound of the library doors opening, and 
saw Faith and Wesley walk through. Well, Faith bouncing through, and 
Wesley panting. "Well, that was a blast." The sarcastic sound of 
Faith's voice put Willow on edge immediately. "How did it go?" Giles 
looked amused at Wesley's state. Faith pointed to Wesley with a 
smirk, "Princess Margaret here had a little trouble keeping up." 
Wesley finally completed his trek to the counter and leant against 
it, taking in wheezing breaths. "How did it go?" Giles repeated the 
question that no-one had answered completely before, and Wesley 
answered. "Faith, uh, did quite well on the obstacle field." He 
noticed her grin, and he stiffened up. "Still a little sloppy, 
though." Faith turned around to glare at him, and Willow contained a 
smile.

"Do you feel like taking Buffy out, or shall I?" Wesley forced 
himself to take deep breaths, at the thought of Giles taking over his 
job. "Oh, no no no. I'll be fine. Just give me a minute. And some 
defibrillators, if it's not too much trouble." Faith rolled her eyes, 
and began speaking to Buffy. "You're gonna love it, B. It's just like 
fun, only boring." Giles sensed that Faith was being a little too 
blazee about the whole thing. "Faith, this evaluation is a necessary 
part of the Council's--" "I know," Faith interrupted Giles' 
lecture. "I'm on board here. Just shootin' my mouth off."

The tension in the room was so thick that you could cut it with a 
knife. Buffy looked at Willow apologetically, and got up. "I better 
change." She began to walk about, but Faith touched her lightly on 
the shoulder. Willow noticed immediately, and gripped the edge of the 
desk tightly. "Good luck." She smiled at Buffy, who managed a weak 
smile back, before walking out.

Faith turned around, and noticed Willow glaring at her. She walked 
over to where she was working, and Willow stubbornly looked back at 
the computer screen and began typing again. Faith jumped up on the 
counter and sat down. "Whatcha doin'?" Willow looked up at Faith, and 
thought she should at least be civil. "I'm trying to access the 
Mayor's personal files." Faith's eyes narrowed as she thought about 
this. "Can you do that?" Willow kept her eyes on the screen. "Well, 
he's got some tricky barriers set up."

"Can you get past 'em?" Faith peered at the screen. "Eventually I'll 
get through." Faith nodded, and continued watching Willow type.

TBC...........