No, there wasn't any more of the magic because of a certain demented demon that no matter how powerful, how shimmering I had felt for those few stand-out seconds, was still somehow the bane of each and every one of our days. And actually, it wasn't with the 'somehow'. I knew how. I wasn't able to get it done. Sure there was power, and I think I even briefly remember a portal.
But this time it didn't work. THIS time. But will study, and I will learn, and the next time I have a chance to get a bit of our own back?
I will be ready.
But right now it seemed I was very much with the alone. And that only made me think that maybe Anya and Xander and Fred and I had been onto something. Why else the demon reaction and the speechifying and in the end, the return to a solitary walk on an empty beach? We had gotten too close.
Movement just ahead pulled my gaze up from the crashing water, and the I think my feet were already moving before it even registered who I say. By the time work "Buffy," had escaped my lips in a happy shout, I was already a few feet away.
I walked in the sand, checkin' everything out. Seemed cool. Nothin' around but lots of sand, palm trees, fruit trees and a huge ass beach.
My kinda life.
Just as I was thinkin' about gettin' naked and divin' in the water, I heard somebody scream out my her name.
"Buffy,"
Before I could even turn and see who it was, I was tackled to the ground. My back hit the ground hard and if I wasn't a Slayer, it mighta knocked the wind outta me. I did close my eyes though, ain't sure why. But when I opened 'em, I seen green ones starin' right into mine.
Fuck. Red.
I am in hell.
I shoulda fuckin' figured there was some kinda catch to this whole tropical island getaway.
Then again, I always did think Red was cute. Maybe her bein' on top of me wasn't such a bad idea after all.
No, Faith. She thinks you're B, you gotta remember that. You're wearin' her skin now. You gotta start actin' like it.
Damn. This sucked.
I forced a smile on my face as I pushed out from under her and helped her up.
"Hey Willow."
I tilted my head to the side, grinning at her. God it made me sick to try and be all fuckin' sunshine and goodness. I wanted to fuckin' vomit.
"What are you doing here?"
God how fake did I sound? Who cares, as long as she bought it.
"Okay, that was lame."
I giggled, rollin' my eyes at myself, puttin' on my best Buffy impression. Damn, I oughta get an Oscar for this shit.
"I guess the better question would be, how did we get here and why? God, I wish Giles was here. He would so know what to do."
I twirled my hair with my finger tryin' to pull this off. Can I fuckin' puke yet?
"Buffy," I repeated her name before rolling to the side and pushing myself up in the sand so that I was sitting next to her. I smiled and blew some sand off of her arm. "Sorry about that, but -- you know what I am doing here. The beach and the bikini and the demon and then all the stuff with Angel..."
My rambled settled right into my gut, and I placed a hand there to try and force it away.
"Okay, that was lame."
"No," I stated firmly, leaving no room for argument. "I am the lame one. Way lame Willow, that't it. Because you aren't me Buffy are you. Well, you will always be my Buffy, but you just aren't the one that was here before. Sorry for all that confusing stuff before."
"I guess the better question would be, how did we get here and why? God, I wish Giles was here. He would so know what to do."
I bumped her shoulder with my own. "Well," I offered ," Giles isn't here, but we are. I think we should be able to figure this out together." I pointed to the watered horizon. "And check out all the pretty we get to look at while we do."
Don't worry Buffy. I did the magic before? Well then I could do it again.
"I know I know. A lot to take in right? And is it weird or sad that off all those three the one that still throws me off the most is the bikini? Angel is part of the rountine, and the Demon is just our newest challange? But that two piece -- just not me. A change of clothes is the best thing to happen to me so far. That is, other than finding you again."
I flashed Buffy my best, best-friend smile.
"I'm sorry Will, but I don't know what you're talking about. Am I missing something?"
"Really Buffy," I continued. "It's ok. The thing that I think we are all most missing is home - because we all come from different times, and places. But there is plenty of, well time to figure all this out. In fact it is what we have the most of, besides sand."
My hands began to idley push their way through that substance, the soft grains clinging to my fingers and nails.
"There's another B, I mean, me here? How's that possible?"
This was always the hardest part for people to get past. Their past. I flicked some sand towards Buffy's toes and rested my head on my knees, looking up at her.
"It's possible alright. That is where the demon comes in. There are two me's actually. Remember my leather-clad twin?" I studied Buffy's features. "What is the last thing you remember?"
"Angel's here?"
"Not anymore," I replied, my voice getting caught up in the pounding of the surf on some rocks nearby. "He got sent away, to whereever and whenever than means, when you did. Though I suppose if you are back, anything is possible."
"Really Buffy, It's ok. The thing that I think we are all most missing is home - because we all come from different times, and places. But there is plenty of, well time to figure all this out. In fact it is what we have the most of, besides sand."
Different times and places? What the fuck was goin' on here? Great. Not only was I stuck on a fuckin' island with Red and God only knows who else while I was wearin' B's skin, but everybody was gonna be from different time periods.
This was gettin' too heavy for me. Can I like, go home now?
I just nodded, actin' like I was listenin'. But, I really was. Had to get the scoop on as much as I could. I had to know what was goin' on here. Can't exactly get by without knowin' nothin' now can I?
Now back to this whole "other me" thing...
"It's possible alright. That is where the demon comes in. There are two me's actually. Remember my leather-clad twin? What is the last thing you remember?"
Two Red's. And one in leather??!! Okay, points just went up. Now that's definitely somethin' I'd give anything to see. Fuck, I bet that was hot. Speakin' of leather, I was seriously roastin' in these black ones I had dressed B's tight little body up in.
Damn. If I woulda worn some panties I could just take these pants off. But since I didn't, guess I'm kinda stuck. Great.
"Umm...."
Wait, I should be actin' like I remember this stuff. Gotta be believeable and all right?
"Oh yeah." I nodded, rollin' my eyes and laughin'. "Your twin. Who could forget that?" I flashed another Buffy grin at Red. "The last thing I remember was...." I paused, actin' like I was tryin' to think. "....I was on my way to see Riley and then poof! I was here."
I shrugged.
"Don't ask me. I don't know what the fu--what happened." I grinned again, batting my eyelashes. Fuck, Faith, you gotta be careful!
"Not anymore, He got sent away, to whereever and whenever than means, when you did. Though I suppose if you are back, anything is possible."
"Oh..."
I pouted, actin' like I was all sad and shit. Thank God Soulboy wasn't here. Don't think I could handle all that lovey dovey tortured soul and doomed love shit. Makes me wanna fuckin' puke.
"So...." I took a breath, wishin' I could light up a smoke. I had some in my pocket, but I figured it wasn't a good idea to just go and do it in front of Red. "...Angel's gone. Well, maybe gone. You're here. Your twin's here. Who else?"
"Well I certainly tried too," I countered, kicking at more sand. "And I was getting pretty good at it too. Something about'in person' as opposed to 'in theory' that makes such things a lot harder though. She's still all -- well she's still."
It seemed to make enough sense.
"The last thing I remember was...I was on my way to see Riley and then poof! I was here."
"Riley," my eyes met Buffy's as I echoed the word in question. "Who's Riley?" This was coming from the girl who not so long ago had spouted off about getting past this part, the consistently involved part where we try and work out exactly who and what version of our friends are standing in front of us. I had said that we needed to skip all that, focus on finding a way off the island. And I was right.
But this was also my best friend, and that sort of came with an all bets are off clause.
Who was Riley?
"Don't ask me. I don't know what the fu--what happened."
I just quirked an eyebrow. Had 'Riley' taught her that?
"So....Angel's gone. Well, maybe gone. You're here. Your twin's here. Who else?"
"Wesley and Faith were here for a while, but they are gone now. All at the whim of the demon, which speaking of? She best better keep her whims away from me. That leaves you and me, Anya and Xander, Cordy, Fred, this...Illyria. And some girl named Kennedy. Just to name a few."
Jesus. This shit was really stressin' me out. All this different times and all that.
I tilted my head to the side, givin' my best impression of confused Buffy.
"How could you not know who Riley is Willow, you're my best friend." I wrinkled my brow, kinda pouting. "Oh..." I rolled my eyes. "..different times. I forgot. Riley is, well, Riley. As in my boyfriend. Of the college variety."
I sighed. She wasn't gettin' this. And I sure as hell wasn't either. God, please tell me there's some fuckin' Jack D around here. I could seriously go for a drink right now.
"Never mind. It's not important. So, what were we talking about? Oh yeah, who else is here?"
I waited for her to lay it all on me. God, please don't let me be here. Like some whacked out version of my own self from like the future or somethin'. I don't think I could deal.
"Wesley and Faith were here for a while, but they are gone now. All at the whim of the demon, which speaking of? She best better keep her whims away from me. That leaves you and me, Anya and Xander, Cordy, Fred, this...Illyria. And some girl named Kennedy. Just to name a few."
"Faith?"
Hearin' my own name, I raised my eyebrow, suddenly seemin' interested in what she was sayin'. I quickly covered it by rollin' my eyes.
"Well thank God she's gone. This island could definitely do without a homicidal nutcase."
Man, talk shit about yourself much Faith?
"Wesley's gone too? Two for two on the lame factor. Looks like we're having some good luck huh?"
I laughed, givin' her one of those looks I'd seen B give Red before. Some kinda best friend shit or whatever.
I recognized a few of the names. But there was some that wasn't ringin' any bells. So, I figured it was safe to ask.
"Fred? Illyria? Kennedy? Do we know them? Or are they just all part of this fucked up jigsaw puzzle this whacked out demon's tryin' to make us part of?"
I felt my eyes go wide. Woah. That was not cool. I totally just blew my cover. Think fast Faith.
"Oh my God!" I squealed, coverin' my mouth with my hand. "I can't believe I just used the F word. It must be this island. Or...oh, maybe that demon. That's it! That demon cast a spell on me or something."
"How could you not know who Riley is Willow, you're my best friend. Oh...different times. I forgot. Riley is, well, Riley. As in my boyfriend. Of the college variety."
"College," I looked to Buffy, quiting through the sun, and hopeful."Really, college? And boyfriend-ness?" It was nice to have yet another reminder that we got through Graduation. I mean, other than all the strangers telling me about the me they met later, and who I should or ahouldn't be. Which yes, Buffy herself I just fell back on some expectations, but those felt different somehow. Just like the different that words like college and boyfriend felt like. "Is it as much fun as we thought it would be?"
"Faith? Well thank God she's gone. This island could definitely do without a homicidal nutcase."
I wasn't sure what to say. The Faith here had seemed much less homicidal, and much more -- homeless. Lost, like all of us. Adrift, just like we were out on the ocean, and not on the island itself.
And ok, this place was making me much with the maudlin. I needed to refocus, and remember that we could still change things.
"At least Angel is all right," I said the first thing that came to mind, realising that to Buffy it might not make any sense. Of course, that didn't stop me or anything silly like that. "She looked really small in that bed though. You both did." Somehow it was easier to say these things now that Sunnydale was so far away, and while it was more observation than opinion on what Buffy had chosen to do, it still seemed important.
"I was worried."
"Fred? Illyria? Kennedy? Do we know them? Or are they just all part of this fucked up jigsaw puzzle this whacked out demon's tryin' to make us part of?"
I hands, which had been idley tracing the sand, stopped cold.
"Oh my God! I can't believe I just used the F word. It must be this island. Or...oh, maybe that demon. That's it! That demon cast a spell on me or something."
"As much as a trickster as the demon is, somehow I don't think that is it," I laughed at Buffy. "More that we are tired, and confused, and more than a little over-exposed to the sun." I straightened by shoulders, determined to put Buffy at ease once more.
"In other words?" I took a breath. "We are all fucked up ourselves."
"Do you think you can reverse it or something?"
"Until we get off of here," I replied in all honestly. "No."
"College, Really, college? And boyfriend-ness?Is it as much fun as we thought it would be?"
I nodded my head, givin' her that infamous Buffy grin.
"Yeah, it really is Will. It's so cool!"
Someone fuckin' kill me now. Please. I had no fuckin' idea what college was like. I just gave the answers I figured B would give. Of course little fuckin' golden girl Buffy Summers would get off on school. Her and Red both.
Me, I hate school. Dropped out. Never thought about goin' back. Okay, so that's a lie. But it just wasn't my thing. 'Sides I had better things to do.
"At least Angel is all right, She looked really small in that bed though. You both did. I was worried."
Red's words hit me like a ton of bricks. She was talkin' about me. I mean, the me hidin' in B's skin. She was talkin' about that fuckin' coma B put me in. My hand absently went to my side, tracin' along where the scar woulda been on my own body. I got all thoughtful for a minute before the anger took over and I clenched my jaw.
That bitch was still gonna pay. Hell, hijackin' her body wasn't enough fuckin' payback for what she fuckin' did to me! Maybe I oughta have a little fun on this island. Just completely and totally fuck B's life up. Then when and if she ever gets her hot little body back, she won't even want it 'cause I've done so much damage in it.
We'll see who the fuckin' Golden Girl is when I'm done with this shit.
"In other words? We are all fucked up ourselves."
Now that shook me outta my thoughts. Did Red seriously just say 'fucked'? I had to bite my tongue to keep me from laughin' out loud. It sounded so weird comin' from a goody two shoes like her.
But, in some odd way? It was totally hot. I bet ol' Red ain't as innocent as everybody thinks she is.
Now that's somethin' I'd totally dig findin' out. Hey, maybe that oughta be my first mission in B's body.
Okay, Faith focus. She's gonna wonder why you're just starin' at her and bitin' your bottom lip.
"I think that's the truest thing you've ever said." I grinned. "Not that you're not true all the time or anything."
God, this whole thing was startin' to wear on my nerves. I don't know how much longer I can hold up pretendin' to be her.
"Until we get off of here, No."
I fell back into the sand, my hand comin' up to my forehead all dramatic like I'd seen B act a million times.
"God, the suckage factor here is totally going through the roof. There's gotta be something we can do."
I rolled over on my side, lookin' at her.
"Hey, we are on a tropical island, why are we just sitting here? Let's go swimming or something!"
There was a spell. And there there wasn't.
There was magic.
And then...then there wasn't.
No, there wasn't any more of the magic because of a certain demented demon that no matter how powerful, how shimmering I had felt for those few stand-out seconds, was still somehow the bane of each and every one of our days. And actually, it wasn't with the 'somehow'. I knew how. I wasn't able to get it done. Sure there was power, and I think I even briefly remember a portal.
But this time it didn't work. THIS time. But will study, and I will learn, and the next time I have a chance to get a bit of our own back?
I will be ready.
But right now it seemed I was very much with the alone.
And that only made me think that maybe Anya and Xander and Fred and I had been onto something. Why else the demon reaction and the speechifying and in the end, the return to a solitary walk on an empty beach? We had gotten too close.
Movement just ahead pulled my gaze up from the crashing water, and the I think my feet were already moving before it even registered who I say. By the time work "Buffy," had escaped my lips in a happy shout, I was already a few feet away.
Grinning, I tackled her into the sand.
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My kinda life.
Just as I was thinkin' about gettin' naked and divin' in the water, I heard somebody scream out my her name.
"Buffy,"
Before I could even turn and see who it was, I was tackled to the ground. My back hit the ground hard and if I wasn't a Slayer, it mighta knocked the wind outta me. I did close my eyes though, ain't sure why. But when I opened 'em, I seen green ones starin' right into mine.
Fuck. Red.
I am in hell.
I shoulda fuckin' figured there was some kinda catch to this whole tropical island getaway.
Then again, I always did think Red was cute. Maybe her bein' on top of me wasn't such a bad idea after all.
No, Faith. She thinks you're B, you gotta remember that. You're wearin' her skin now. You gotta start actin' like it.
Damn. This sucked.
I forced a smile on my face as I pushed out from under her and helped her up.
"Hey Willow."
I tilted my head to the side, grinning at her. God it made me sick to try and be all fuckin' sunshine and goodness. I wanted to fuckin' vomit.
"What are you doing here?"
God how fake did I sound? Who cares, as long as she bought it.
"Okay, that was lame."
I giggled, rollin' my eyes at myself, puttin' on my best Buffy impression. Damn, I oughta get an Oscar for this shit.
"I guess the better question would be, how did we get here and why? God, I wish Giles was here. He would so know what to do."
I twirled my hair with my finger tryin' to pull this off. Can I fuckin' puke yet?
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"Buffy," I repeated her name before rolling to the side and pushing myself up in the sand so that I was sitting next to her. I smiled and blew some sand off of her arm. "Sorry about that, but -- you know what I am doing here. The beach and the bikini and the demon and then all the stuff with Angel..."
My rambled settled right into my gut, and I placed a hand there to try and force it away.
"Okay, that was lame."
"No," I stated firmly, leaving no room for argument. "I am the lame one. Way lame Willow, that't it. Because you aren't me Buffy are you. Well, you will always be my Buffy, but you just aren't the one that was here before. Sorry for all that confusing stuff before."
"I guess the better question would be, how did we get here and why? God, I wish Giles was here. He would so know what to do."
I bumped her shoulder with my own. "Well," I offered ," Giles isn't here, but we are. I think we should be able to figure this out together." I pointed to the watered horizon. "And check out all the pretty we get to look at while we do."
Don't worry Buffy. I did the magic before? Well then I could do it again.
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"I know I know. A lot to take in right? And is it weird or sad that off all those three the one that still throws me off the most is the bikini? Angel is part of the rountine, and the Demon is just our newest challange? But that two piece -- just not me. A change of clothes is the best thing to happen to me so far. That is, other than finding you again."
I flashed Buffy my best, best-friend smile.
"I'm sorry Will, but I don't know what you're talking about. Am I missing something?"
"Really Buffy," I continued. "It's ok. The thing that I think we are all most missing is home - because we all come from different times, and places. But there is plenty of, well time to figure all this out. In fact it is what we have the most of, besides sand."
My hands began to idley push their way through that substance, the soft grains clinging to my fingers and nails.
"There's another B, I mean, me here? How's that possible?"
This was always the hardest part for people to get past. Their past. I flicked some sand towards Buffy's toes and rested my head on my knees, looking up at her.
"It's possible alright. That is where the demon comes in. There are two me's actually. Remember my leather-clad twin?" I studied Buffy's features. "What is the last thing you remember?"
"Angel's here?"
"Not anymore," I replied, my voice getting caught up in the pounding of the surf on some rocks nearby. "He got sent away, to whereever and whenever than means, when you did. Though I suppose if you are back, anything is possible."
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Different times and places? What the fuck was goin' on here? Great. Not only was I stuck on a fuckin' island with Red and God only knows who else while I was wearin' B's skin, but everybody was gonna be from different time periods.
This was gettin' too heavy for me. Can I like, go home now?
I just nodded, actin' like I was listenin'. But, I really was. Had to get the scoop on as much as I could. I had to know what was goin' on here. Can't exactly get by without knowin' nothin' now can I?
Now back to this whole "other me" thing...
"It's possible alright. That is where the demon comes in. There are two me's actually. Remember my leather-clad twin? What is the last thing you remember?"
Two Red's. And one in leather??!! Okay, points just went up. Now that's definitely somethin' I'd give anything to see. Fuck, I bet that was hot. Speakin' of leather, I was seriously roastin' in these black ones I had dressed B's tight little body up in.
Damn. If I woulda worn some panties I could just take these pants off. But since I didn't, guess I'm kinda stuck. Great.
"Umm...."
Wait, I should be actin' like I remember this stuff. Gotta be believeable and all right?
"Oh yeah." I nodded, rollin' my eyes and laughin'. "Your twin. Who could forget that?" I flashed another Buffy grin at Red. "The last thing I remember was...." I paused, actin' like I was tryin' to think. "....I was on my way to see Riley and then poof! I was here."
I shrugged.
"Don't ask me. I don't know what the fu--what happened." I grinned again, batting my eyelashes. Fuck, Faith, you gotta be careful!
"Not anymore, He got sent away, to whereever and whenever than means, when you did. Though I suppose if you are back, anything is possible."
"Oh..."
I pouted, actin' like I was all sad and shit. Thank God Soulboy wasn't here. Don't think I could handle all that lovey dovey tortured soul and doomed love shit. Makes me wanna fuckin' puke.
"So...." I took a breath, wishin' I could light up a smoke. I had some in my pocket, but I figured it wasn't a good idea to just go and do it in front of Red. "...Angel's gone. Well, maybe gone. You're here. Your twin's here. Who else?"
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"Well I certainly tried too," I countered, kicking at more sand. "And I was getting pretty good at it too. Something about'in person' as opposed to 'in theory' that makes such things a lot harder though. She's still all -- well she's still."
It seemed to make enough sense.
"The last thing I remember was...I was on my way to see Riley and then poof! I was here."
"Riley," my eyes met Buffy's as I echoed the word in question. "Who's Riley?" This was coming from the girl who not so long ago had spouted off about getting past this part, the consistently involved part where we try and work out exactly who and what version of our friends are standing in front of us. I had said that we needed to skip all that, focus on finding a way off the island. And I was right.
But this was also my best friend, and that sort of came with an all bets are off clause.
Who was Riley?
"Don't ask me. I don't know what the fu--what happened."
I just quirked an eyebrow. Had 'Riley' taught her that?
"So....Angel's gone. Well, maybe gone. You're here. Your twin's here. Who else?"
"Wesley and Faith were here for a while, but they are gone now. All at the whim of the demon, which speaking of? She best better keep her whims away from me. That leaves you and me, Anya and Xander, Cordy, Fred, this...Illyria. And some girl named Kennedy. Just to name a few."
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Jesus. This shit was really stressin' me out. All this different times and all that.
I tilted my head to the side, givin' my best impression of confused Buffy.
"How could you not know who Riley is Willow, you're my best friend." I wrinkled my brow, kinda pouting. "Oh..." I rolled my eyes. "..different times. I forgot. Riley is, well, Riley. As in my boyfriend. Of the college variety."
I sighed. She wasn't gettin' this. And I sure as hell wasn't either. God, please tell me there's some fuckin' Jack D around here. I could seriously go for a drink right now.
"Never mind. It's not important. So, what were we talking about? Oh yeah, who else is here?"
I waited for her to lay it all on me. God, please don't let me be here. Like some whacked out version of my own self from like the future or somethin'. I don't think I could deal.
"Wesley and Faith were here for a while, but they are gone now. All at the whim of the demon, which speaking of? She best better keep her whims away from me. That leaves you and me, Anya and Xander, Cordy, Fred, this...Illyria. And some girl named Kennedy. Just to name a few."
"Faith?"
Hearin' my own name, I raised my eyebrow, suddenly seemin' interested in what she was sayin'. I quickly covered it by rollin' my eyes.
"Well thank God she's gone. This island could definitely do without a homicidal nutcase."
Man, talk shit about yourself much Faith?
"Wesley's gone too? Two for two on the lame factor. Looks like we're having some good luck huh?"
I laughed, givin' her one of those looks I'd seen B give Red before. Some kinda best friend shit or whatever.
I recognized a few of the names. But there was some that wasn't ringin' any bells. So, I figured it was safe to ask.
"Fred? Illyria? Kennedy? Do we know them? Or are they just all part of this fucked up jigsaw puzzle this whacked out demon's tryin' to make us part of?"
I felt my eyes go wide. Woah. That was not cool. I totally just blew my cover. Think fast Faith.
"Oh my God!" I squealed, coverin' my mouth with my hand. "I can't believe I just used the F word. It must be this island. Or...oh, maybe that demon. That's it! That demon cast a spell on me or something."
God, I fuckin' hope she's buyin' this.
"Do you think you can reverse it or something?"
Shoot me now. Please.
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"College," I looked to Buffy, quiting through the sun, and hopeful."Really, college? And boyfriend-ness?" It was nice to have yet another reminder that we got through Graduation. I mean, other than all the strangers telling me about the me they met later, and who I should or ahouldn't be. Which yes, Buffy herself I just fell back on some expectations, but those felt different somehow. Just like the different that words like college and boyfriend felt like. "Is it as much fun as we thought it would be?"
"Faith? Well thank God she's gone. This island could definitely do without a homicidal nutcase."
I wasn't sure what to say. The Faith here had seemed much less homicidal, and much more -- homeless. Lost, like all of us. Adrift, just like we were out on the ocean, and not on the island itself.
And ok, this place was making me much with the maudlin. I needed to refocus, and remember that we could still change things.
"At least Angel is all right," I said the first thing that came to mind, realising that to Buffy it might not make any sense. Of course, that didn't stop me or anything silly like that. "She looked really small in that bed though. You both did." Somehow it was easier to say these things now that Sunnydale was so far away, and while it was more observation than opinion on what Buffy had chosen to do, it still seemed important.
"I was worried."
"Fred? Illyria? Kennedy? Do we know them? Or are they just all part of this fucked up jigsaw puzzle this whacked out demon's tryin' to make us part of?"
I hands, which had been idley tracing the sand, stopped cold.
"Oh my God! I can't believe I just used the F word. It must be this island. Or...oh, maybe that demon. That's it! That demon cast a spell on me or something."
"As much as a trickster as the demon is, somehow I don't think that is it," I laughed at Buffy. "More that we are tired, and confused, and more than a little over-exposed to the sun." I straightened by shoulders, determined to put Buffy at ease once more.
"In other words?" I took a breath. "We are all fucked up ourselves."
"Do you think you can reverse it or something?"
"Until we get off of here," I replied in all honestly. "No."
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I nodded my head, givin' her that infamous Buffy grin.
"Yeah, it really is Will. It's so cool!"
Someone fuckin' kill me now. Please. I had no fuckin' idea what college was like. I just gave the answers I figured B would give. Of course little fuckin' golden girl Buffy Summers would get off on school. Her and Red both.
Me, I hate school. Dropped out. Never thought about goin' back. Okay, so that's a lie. But it just wasn't my thing. 'Sides I had better things to do.
"At least Angel is all right, She looked really small in that bed though. You both did. I was worried."
Red's words hit me like a ton of bricks. She was talkin' about me. I mean, the me hidin' in B's skin. She was talkin' about that fuckin' coma B put me in. My hand absently went to my side, tracin' along where the scar woulda been on my own body. I got all thoughtful for a minute before the anger took over and I clenched my jaw.
That bitch was still gonna pay. Hell, hijackin' her body wasn't enough fuckin' payback for what she fuckin' did to me! Maybe I oughta have a little fun on this island. Just completely and totally fuck B's life up. Then when and if she ever gets her hot little body back, she won't even want it 'cause I've done so much damage in it.
We'll see who the fuckin' Golden Girl is when I'm done with this shit.
"In other words? We are all fucked up ourselves."
Now that shook me outta my thoughts. Did Red seriously just say 'fucked'? I had to bite my tongue to keep me from laughin' out loud. It sounded so weird comin' from a goody two shoes like her.
But, in some odd way? It was totally hot. I bet ol' Red ain't as innocent as everybody thinks she is.
Now that's somethin' I'd totally dig findin' out. Hey, maybe that oughta be my first mission in B's body.
Okay, Faith focus. She's gonna wonder why you're just starin' at her and bitin' your bottom lip.
"I think that's the truest thing you've ever said." I grinned. "Not that you're not true all the time or anything."
God, this whole thing was startin' to wear on my nerves. I don't know how much longer I can hold up pretendin' to be her.
"Until we get off of here, No."
I fell back into the sand, my hand comin' up to my forehead all dramatic like I'd seen B act a million times.
"God, the suckage factor here is totally going through the roof. There's gotta be something we can do."
I rolled over on my side, lookin' at her.
"Hey, we are on a tropical island, why are we just sitting here? Let's go swimming or something!"
That's right Faith, get that plan rollin'.
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