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[anya_ankyanka]

After the quasi-incident with Xander, I was feeling the definite urge to party. It was a costume party. I generally had a difficult time with costumes, seeing how last halloween everyone secretly mocked my costume. I knew they did. But now, I was so prepared to dazzle tonight in my costume. As a sexy bumblebee . Come on! Bumblebees can be sexy. The

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[his_firecracker]

Makin' my way to the bar, I heard a familiar voice. Nah, wasn't B's. She was probably still fussin' over her costume, wha'eva it was. The voice instead belonged to Giles.

"I'll have a scotch on the rocks please."

"Ooo, Jeeves is goin' f'a scotch on the rocks. So fuckin' predictable, man. You should order somethin' a little more diff. Like, hmm..." It was hard tryin' to read the labels on the bottles behind the counter. My hands gripping the edge of the bartop in helps tha' I might stop feelin' wozzy. "Damn, someone needs to tell the cap'n of this ship to learn how'da drive." I mumbled, followed by a hiccup. Setting my condom ontop of the counter top. "Oh! Right, as I was sayin'. You should order somethin' like, whiskey, vodka. Change of pace. I mean, it is a par-tah! Time to cut loose and act wild." Throwing my arms up, I hooted. Stoppin' only to order a shot of Blackhouse.

The tender gave me a weird friggin' look before passin' me over a glass. Raisin' it, I smelled the contents before downin' it. The liquor running down my throat and burning. Ah, there's no better sensation than tha' at times. "Tha' shit you should try, too. It's a blackberry sorta alcohol. S'goooooooooooooooood, Giles." Patting him on the back, I looked to the side. Hopin' to catch sight of Twinkie 'round here.

[younoticedthat]

I stood next to Giles and looked at the naked brunette and at Giles who was staring very intensely at his Drink. Clearly he knew the girl and was very uncomfortable about her naked form.

"Well than, excuse me. Don't you think it is hot here?" I took Giles scotch and drank it down. I than loosened my tie, cleaned my glasses, and cleared my throat.

"Hmm good scotch, indeed." I than laughed awkwardly. "Nice costume.. American tradition of revealing as much as one can in the name of a costume. Hmm I think I need another scotch, would you like one Jenny?"

[rather_british]

I found it a bit odd that Jenny was talking to herself. Then of course I realized she was talking to me. "Yes please." I gulped. At a loss for someplace to look now that Jenny.. ah. Giles had taken my drink.

I stared at my shoes. "Maybe I'll try some of whatever she just had." I nodded to Faith and the bartender dutifully poured my drink. I grabbed it and swallowed quickly. "Well Faith. um. I. You." I stared at my shoes. "You look very..." My eyes, working of their own accord caught a glimpse of her, I blushed, chest. "You're hair looks pretty." I blurted out.

Oh dear lord.

[his_firecracker]

Kay. Did I drink somethin' other than liquor? Oh say, did someone happen to dilute some heroin and slip me some? 'Cos, whoa with the insanity tha' are these two. Giles was callin' this chick Giles, and this chick, who I guess was Jenny, was calling Giles, Jenny.

I think I must'a blinked 'bout half a dozen times before scratchin' my head like a monkey. "Duh?" I asked, mouth moving, trying to form words, thoughts...anythin' at all tha' would lemme grasp the wheel of this outta control truck.

I couldn't, so fuck it. Jus' might as well let the two whack jobs keep thinkin' they're the other. Maybe they'll play with themselves...or this is some really freaky fetish tha' even I ain't aware of.

Squinting at the female, who I guess was Jenny, I pfft at her. "Pfft. I'm not dressed as American tradition." I lifted the condom and tapped her on the button of her nose. "I'm safe sex." I thought tha' be a little obvious. Hell, even shy little Fred knew wha' I was.

Which makes you wonder jus how 'shy' she is.

And grr-fucking-argh! Now I'm confuckled...again! These two were makin' my head spin.

"Um, Giles...the real Giles, and not the one with the identity crisis...uh, thanks." I suddenly realized he was semi-checkin' me out. But with his name Jenny, was this a lesbo hittin' on me and not tha' I minded, 'cos I had my fair share of Betty's doin' so in the big house, and I kinda swung tha' way...but Giles, with an identity and gender mix-up, hittin' on me? Can we get more with the wiggin' out?

"My hair, huh? Yeah, wanna touch it?" Dude, if he wanted to kin'a freak me out, then I was g'na go right back at him. Wha'eva his game was, I'd play. I was up f'some shits and giggles. If not orgasms.

Giles was sexy. Jus' not as fucked up as he was now.

[rather_british]

Touch it? Oh god. I reached up to compulsively clean my glasses before I realized they weren't there. I pretended to scratch my neck instead.

Oh dear lord. She was Buffy's age. Buffy! Gah. I pulled of the leather jacket that I had been wearing. "Is it hot in here to you? I'm feeling a bit warm... I think I'll just go get so...some fresh air. Giles. Jenny!! We should, uh. Go. Get that. Air."

I frantically grabbed Jenny's arm and pulled her outside along the side of the building. I rested my flushing face against the cool brick of the building

[his_firecracker]

Dude. I was jus' totally ditched by Giles...er, Jenny? Fuck if I know! I jus' know tha' the Giles' wearin' body was who had totally fuckin' ditched me f'some fresh air.

Bah.

I didn't need him...her, whoever! I jus' needed..."B!" There she was and talkin' to an insect.

Well, a bee. Grabbin' up my condom, I walked through the dance crowd, pushin' people outta my way...but somewhere in the mesh, I got lost.

[anya_ankyanka]

I nodded towards Harmony, "Yeah I know what you mean I ju-... oh dear God."

Faith had just sauntered, or rather, swaggered over here- stark naked and clutching a red condom.

"Nice costume," I said, offering Faith a weak smile, "Wish I would've thought of that." I said, gesturing to my antanae. I'm sure Faith's costume would catch Xander's eye a lot quicker than mine would.

[his_firecracker]

The closer I got, the more I noticed tha' B was taller, had some more curves and sounded nothin' like herself. It's like her voice got replaced or sommin'. Only by the time I got up to 'Buffy' and Anya, I saw tha' it wasn't Buffy but Harmony dressed as her.

"Hey Anya, and oh?" She wished she thought'a the costume? No way! I mean, she had a sexy bee outfit workin' f'her. Why dress like me?

Peelin' the condom from my eye, I shrugged. "Ya like, could dress this way. Just strip, get naked and we could say you went as a nudist? 'Cos I'm safe sex!" I beamed proudly. I thought of this all on my own. I so rock. "Though, I like ya bee costume. Jus' don't go stingin' me with ya pointer." I winked, then glared at Harmony. "And you missy! Dressin' up as B. Tha's not original and plus, tha' outfit?" My face scrunched up and I just shook my head. Which was not a good idea. 'Cos suddenly it felt like a million smurfs had climbed in and started to pound my brain and the side walls of my skull.

[his_firecracker]

Pfft, wha'eva. This bitch seriously needed some lessons in how B acts. I get the wound too tight, stake up her ass routine, but B ain't like tha' all the time. And lately she wasn't like tha' to me. Whether I'm readin' more into it, or not, she jus' wasn't so self-righteous to me.

"If ya g'na be Buff, try and act like her. If ya feeble mind could grasp around wha' it's like to be her. Even with all the shit on her plate, she ain't ever act like tha'." Tha' was a liiiiiiiiiie. But hey! Only I got to say shit 'bout Buffy. And Angel and the Squirt. Actually, they don't! Hmph.

Smiling at Anya, I pretended to tip a hat I didn't have, "Well, I'll be seein' ya and make sure Xand sees tha' costume. Trust me, the guy will definitely notice ya costume over anyone elses. Only 'cos ya in it." I winked and swayed back over towards the bar. Only gettin' side tracked by the person... no, officer standing near the doors.

[younoticedthat]

Giles was really loosing it in front of the dark haired girl. I should have been sympathetic or maybe even a little jealous but I was not. I was simply amused by his pain and could not help but giggle as he pulled me away from the bar and outside.

"Hmm I think I should be jealous. You take me out and you spend all your time staring at a woman’s breasts." I said my voice as serious as I could make it. "So Jenny I think you might be a lesbian, unless of course you can find some way to prove to me that you are truly heterosexual." I put my hands on his shoulder and gently pinned Giles against the bricks. I felt powerful as I did this; I figured it was because I was dressing like a man that let me take control like this.

Giles eyes went wide as I brushed a strand of dark hair from his face and leaned up to kiss him possessively on the lips. I let the kiss linger for about as long as I could hold my breath. I than pulled back and touched his cheek.

“Ok I am starting to become convinced.”

[rather_british]

Jenny leaned forward and kissed me deeply. Suddenly, I wasn't quite as desperate for oxygen as I was a few moments ago. I reached out and pulled her to me, that ridiculous wig falling off my hair. I unbuttoned my her jacket and tossed it on the ground, kissing her hard.

"What about now?" I breathed.

[younoticedthat]

"You lost your hair." I whispered as Giles removed my jacket and tossed it to the ground. He really must have forgotten who he was after all The Giles I remember was not the type to treat his clothing in such a careless manner. I tried not to look at the heap of material as he pressed his figure against mine. After all there was pressing matters of greater interest.

"I think I am fully convinced." I said running my hands through his damp hair and nuzzled his cheek. I had squirted him with some of my perfume this morning and I had to admit that it smelled better on him than it did on me. "So do you think we should go back into the party? After all what will people thing?"