This is part of my 'Really Short' series. I sometimes get these really strange ideas and this is what comes of them. short little scenes that really have nothing to do with whatever I'm working on at the time. I don't always write them down but when I do I'll post them here. Someday I may pull them together into a collection and post them on IKOLY. Just consider this a Valentine's Day card. Buffy and Willow style! B.
Pairin
g:
Buffy/Willow, of course.
Spoilers: Nothing much.
Distribution: This list.
Rating: PG-13
A Question of… Virginity?
“So what does this Succotash demon want?” Buffy asked Giles.
“Umm… to kill the Slayer actually.” Giles replied distractedly as he searched through the stacks. “And that would be Sh’kor’eth demon.”
“Just another Tuesday night in Sunnydale then.” The Chosen One chose to ignore the Watcher’s attempt to correct her pronunciation. “What’s with all the research?” She pointed to the ever-increasing pile of musty tomes and manuscripts that Giles was transferring to the table. “He show’s up, I kill him, we Bronze.”
Giles looked a little harried, with his shirtsleeves rolled up and his tie undone. “I’m afraid it’s not going to be that simple.” As an afterthought he added, “And I will most definitely not be going with you lot to the Bronze.”
At that moment, Willow breezed through the doors of the library with a cheery wave. “Hi, Giles!” she called.
The busy Watcher grunted by way of reply and asked, “Where’s Xander?”
“He and Cordelia had plans tonight and she kinda demanded it be Sco
oby
free.” Willow said apologetically.
Buffy snorted, “Nice to see that my possible horrible untimely death isn’t gonna get in the way of Cordy gettin’ some.”
“Buffy!” Willow scolded.
“I know, I know!” She sighed, “I’m being a bitch.”
Willow took Buffy’s hand in hers. “That’s not what I was gonna say. But we really shouldn’t begrudge them a chance at happiness.” She leaned in closer and whispered, “Especially after last night.”
Buffy smiled at the memory and moved to kiss Willow.
“Ah… ah-hah!” Giles’ cry caused the two girls to jump apart. “I’ve found it!” After this rather cryptic exclamation, he strode to the table furiously flipping through the pages of the book in his hands.
To say Buffy and Willow were confused was an understatement.
“Well?” snapped the Slayer.
Startled out of his reverie, the watcher hastily continued, “Oh yes… umm, it says here that a Slayer named Laurell Blake defeated a Sh’kor’eth demon by using a special potion to bless the weapon she used on it.”
“Ooh, a potion?” Willow said, excited, “I can do that.”
“Well, actually it seems that you’ll have to.” Giles turned the book so that Willow could see the passage. “You see it says here that the ingredients of the potion must be mixed by…” Giles took out a cloth and began polishing his glasses. “A… um, virgin.” He said nervously.
Willow’s face went red, Buffy’s eyes got big and Giles looked mystified at the girls’ reactions.
Finally Buffy managed to choke out, “Th-that might be a problem.”
The hacker’s face got redder.
“Problem?” asked an even more confused Giles.
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“Yeah… uh… you see, Will and I…” Buffy started again, “We uh… last night…”
Giles eyes widened, “Oh… I… uh see.” He polished his glasses so hard that a lens popped out.
“Eep!” Willow squeaked and hid her still reddening face in her hands.
“Well then, do we know any other… um…” Giles couldn’t quite get the word out this time.
The redhead’s reply was muffled by her hands. “Does it have to a girl?”
“I’m sorry?” ask
ed
Giles.
Willow peeked from between her fingers “The… person that mixes the potion, does it have to be a girl?”
Giles read over the text again. “Well, no.”
Quickly, Willow pulled Buffy toward the exit over Giles’ protests, “Will, where are we going?”
“To find Xander before Cordelia makes a man out of him.” Replied the redhead.
Laughter bubbled out of the Slayer as she followed her girlfriend into the night.