Was that Supposed to Happen?
The good in Sunnydale was being counteracted by the evil. Faith, the Mayor, and the pompous new watcher were offsetting all the good in Sunnydale. If Angel could figure this out, surely Buffy knew it too. If only he could get her to see his point.
"Please Buffy! You know it has to be done. Faith is evil, the Mayor wants to end the world and that new Watcher is driving me insane! Let me kill them."
"There’s no way I’m letting you do that Angel. I get to help." Angel smiled happily at her revelation and the look on their faces showed any onlookers that they were out for blood. They would die: tonight.
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Faith woke up with a monster headache. She was chained up and had no immediate problem with that. She was twisted that way. Her problem was, that Wussley was chained up next to her. That was a bit greener than she liked her vegetables. Faith, nympho that she was, had no desire for kinky sex with that pompous ass. Or the Mayor either, she realized when she looked to the other side of her. He really was more of a father figure to her.
"Look, lover," purred Angelus, who had made an appearance for this evening. "They’re up. Well, Faith is. We’ll just have to kill her first."
"Oh, good," Buffy purred back. Both were dressed in leather. Angelus had no shirt, and Buffy was wearing a short leather dress. They looked like a vampire couple. She came up to Angelus’ side and wrapped her arms around him.
"Did you get what I asked for, lover?"
"Yes, Giles didn’t even notice. I found this," she produced a grapefruit spoon, "in the play room. I thought it might be fun to dig her eyes out of her head." Buffy’s eyes glazed over in anticipation.
"All in due time, lover, all in due time. First, we will show her who’s best. You, my love. We have to show her who’s boss of this town. Any ideas on how we could do that?"
Buffy smiled slowly, seductively, "I suppose we could rip her heart out or skin her alive with a butter knife."
Angelus’ laugh was honest. "Good idea, we’ll skin her first. Then we’ll rip out the Watcher’s heart. We’ll dig out both of their eyes."
"What about the Mayor, lover?"
"Hmmm. I suppose we could dig out his bodily organs and throw them in the fire."
"Oooooh," purred Buffy. "Good idea. They’ll never survive what we’ll do to them. What will we do with the bodies?"
"Burn them, lover. What else would we do with them? We don’t want any proof that anything happened to them. Besides, it’s so much fun to watch them burn. Too bad they’ll already be dead."
The captives, all now awake, were wide-eyed with fear. They knew that there was no hope of escape. These two were a force to be reckoned with.
"Got a butter knife handy?" asked Angelus.
"Just so happens I have one right here." Buffy pulled a butter knife out of the bag in her hand and handed it to her lover. His smile was slow and easy as he bent to kiss her.
They continued kissing until Faith said, "Yo! Dead Boy, untie me, huh? I don’t wanna see you and B get it on, alright? Let me go!"
"Foolish Slayer," reprimanded Angelus, as he moved towards her with the knife. He started at the ankles, the skin tearing with difficulty because of the blunt knife. Faith’s screams filled the mansion with terror.
Buffy sat happily on the sofa and grinned in devilish pleasure as her once sister was skinned alive. Deciding to join in on the fun, she grabbed her grapefruit spoon and proceeded to dig out Faith’s eyes. All the while telling her how much Faith was hated by the Scooby Gang.
Angelus smiled and as Faith’s heartbeat grew dimmer, his smile widened. He picked up the body parts and threw them in the fire, happily watching them turn to dust. Then, Buffy and Angelus picked up Faith’s skinless body and threw it into the fire. Flames danced over her as the lovers happily watched a one-time friend burn to her final death.
Then they moved on to the Mayor. Wesley, or should I say Wussley?, was no threat to them. The Mayor was shaking and complaining about germs. Shouldn’t they clean the grapefruit spoon before they used it on him? Buffy and Angelus merely shared a look. The guy really was crazy. Only a crazy man would be concerned about death in a time when his life hung in the balance.
Angelus laughed and said, "You’re gonna die anyway. It doesn’t really matter. Honey? Give me the grapefruit spoon."
Buffy pouted, "Can’t I take out his eyes? You get to do everything else!"
Angelus’s eyes flickered with emotion. "Fine, my love, I never could deny you anything. You can throw his organs into the fire, if you want. Just so you won’t get bored."
Buffy smiled happily and nodded her head. Happily, she carved out the Mayor’s eyes and handed the spoon to Angelus, who readily set down to work. He carved out the Mayor’s organs and his dying screams of pain were icing on the cake. Every removed organ was thrown into the already roaring fire.
Each time something was thrown in, it made a huge ROAR and the flames shot up. Buffy happily jumped back each time with a squeal of delight. Angelus smiled and shook his head, he had so much to teach her.
All too soon the task was done and the Mayor dead. The lovers threw his body into the fire and laughed as the flames ate him and drew his body into its depths.
Impatiently, they moved on to Wesley. Buffy removed his eyeballs with her grapefruit spoon. She threw them happily into the fire and relished the Wuss’s cries of, "I’m blind, I’m blind!" Angelus carved out the Watcher’s heart with a hunting knife and both vamped out and ate it.
Full now, they threw the body into the fire and danced over the bloody ground.
Did I mention that Buffy and Angel slept together, Angel lost his soul, and Angelus turned Buffy into a vampire? No? Well, all that happened too.
The End