"No, like this," Buffy said, letting the zombie approach and smoothly decapitating it, causing it to fall over, black blood pouring from its severed neck as she flicked her sword, cleaning it of blood. She held up the sword, turning it to show it was completely clean.

"The flick," Xander said with a groan. "I can't believe I missed that."

"You don't want to get blood on yourself and it makes it hard to hold onto your blade if it gets on the grip," Buffy explained, "so the flick is always needed and you can even use it to blind someone if done right."

"Woo! Shake it!" Buffy's clone called out as she ate, her voice a little nasal because of the clothespin she had on her nose.

Buffy grinned. "You can bounce a little when you do it to distract opponents as well."

Xander facepalmed. "I can't tell you how often that bounce distracted me in the middle of battle. Thankfully it usually distracted my opponent as well."

"Um... Oops," Buffy said, blushing. "I probably should have warned you about that."

"And Willow," Buffy's clone added.

"We don't mention that when she's not around," Buffy reminded herself.

"That's only because we don't want to risk it getting back to her because someone overheard us," Buffy's clone pointed out.

"Point," Buffy admitted. She turned to Xander. "Willow gets wet from the sound of your voice and a nice pair of breasts."

"I know," Xander said, "more about the second than the first until recently. It really confused my radar."

"Oh," both Buffys chorused.

"Yeah, hard to hope a girl wants more when you both drool over the same girls," Xander said with a shrug.

"That was probably an excuse because you were a scared little girly man," Buffy's clone suggested in an Arnold voice.

"Yep," Xander agreed openly. "Love is scary."

"Glad you got over it," Buffy said, giving him a kiss.

"Company bond means you don't have to worry about falling out of love on either side," Xander said smugly. "Gotta love the company bindings, it's probably written into the bylaws."

Buffy giggled as did her clone. "Let's put on some underwear, while we are working on keeping clean while doing this, you bouncing is way too distracting to me."

"Boo! Hiss!" Buffy's clone called out from behind them.

"I don't want to risk that getting damaged, hanging out in the air the way it is," Buffy told her clone and gestured at Xander's crotch.

"Objection withdrawn," Buffy's clone decided.

"Your clone has a lot less inhibitions than you do," Xander said as a pair of gray Haynes Y-fronts appeared on him.

Buffy opened her mouth, paused, and turned to her clone. "Why are you so... open?"

The clone vanished the plate she'd been eating from. "I'm a clone, I don't have to deal with any of the fallout from my actions," she replied with a large smile. "So, I can do whatever I want."

"Pretty sure I'm going to absorb you, so you'll be part of me again, not to mention popping you out when I need a spare pair of hands," Buffy argued.

"And I'll claim that's a whole new clone," Buffy's clone said cheerfully as they moved a couple of feet back so the remaining zombies that had been trapped inside the museum could stumble out.

"That's so evil," Buffy said.

"And something you would do," Buffy's clone pointed out cheerfully.

"Oh, totally," Buffy agreed. "Of course that doesn't mean I won't complain about it or... Hey! I don't create perfect clones, my power makes ones who... come from my ID! Does that sound believable?"

"Works for me," Xander agreed, finding the entire situation too funny for words.

"Next up," Buffy's clone told them as a pair of zombies fell over the mound of corpses that were piled up in front of the doors they'd propped open.

"Why were there so many people in the museum?" Xander asked as they had nearly a dozen corpses in front of them including the two that were slowly climbing to their feet.

"Looks like security and... random people," Buffy said with a shrug. "No idea."

"Maybe they were putting in an expensive display or trying to verify one," Buffy's clone said. "Or they could just be random people who took cover in the gallery because they had security."

"Why didn't I think of that?" Buffy asked with a frown before moving forward and smoothly beheading the corpse of a security guard.

Xander copied her, putting down a fat woman in an expensive looking dress. He checked his blade before holding it up to show it was clean of blood. "Worked," he said proudly.

"You are still worrying about looking bad in front of Xander," Buffy's clone replied, now that the zombies had been dealt with.

"I am? I am," Buffy admitted with a frown. "I guess I'm still adjusting, and I want what you and Willow have, healthy or not."

"That's going to happen eventually," Xander promised her. "Me and Wills love deep, it just takes time and that we have. Don't worry about looking bad to me, I love you with your flaws, not despite them."

"What flaws do I have?" Buffy asked with a frown.

"Hear that?" Xander asked, tensing up, fully clothed in his football gear once more.

"I don't hear anything," Buffy said as he rushed into the art museum.

"Did you hear anything?" Buffy asked her clone as her own football outfit appeared on her.

"Oh yeah," her clone agreed, "it sounded like a distraction."

"Distraction... Hey, come back here!" Buffy yelled and chased after him.

Buffy's clone removed the clothespin on her nose, sniffed, and stuck it back on before chasing after the pair with a laugh. It was easy to locate them even with their head start, because they were both laughing.

"Tell me my flaws!" Buffy ordered as she cornered Xander in the French Impressionist section.

Xander ran up the wall to stand on the ceiling. "Flaws? I see no flaws!"

"Our taste in men, believing we're always right, and shoe addiction," Clone Buffy listed off.

"Hey!" Xander complained.

"Not you," Clone Buffy said, "I mean our choices when we were all but emo."

"Hey!" Buffy complained.

"Weight of the world on our shoulders, not being normal stuff, and thinking we were going to die before the next winter Olympics," Clone Buffy pointed out.

"Well... I didn't dress all in black," Buffy offered lamely.

"Which is a shame cause you could have rocked the goth look," Xander said before frowning. "I don't exactly like the whole goth thing, but I do have to admire their sense of style."

"I thought it'd be too close to the way vampires dress for you to like," Buffy said, surprised. "I mean, you like bright colors."

"It's way too close to the way vampires dress," Xander agreed.

"You like seeing us in anything we wear," Buffy's clone realized.

"Also naked," Xander said, floating down.

"That's a given," Buffy said. "So... My biggest flaws are things of the past?"

"Yes," Xander agreed. "Your taste in men has improved," he said, waggling his eyebrows, "and you are accepting the fact that saving the world isn't all on you, nor are you going to die young."

"What about my shoe addiction?" she teased.

"Meh, all your shoes will fit perfectly thanks to Wardrobe and it shouldn't be too hard to find some upscale shoe stores to loot," he replied with a shrug.

"That's right!" the two Buffy's chorused, eyes lighting up.

"All my babies that I outgrew will fit perfectly again!" Buffy cheered.

"And since this world is like a decade more advanced than ours, we can get shoes that haven't even been invented yet!" the clone added excitedly.

"To the shoe store!" they chorused.

"Wait!" Xander called out. "First we have to completely clear out the art museum."

"Why are we doing that?" Buffy asked.

"Are you trying to buy Mom?" Clone Buffy asked.

Xander didn't even try to deny it. "Yes, yes I am."

"Why?" Buffy asked.

"I'm basically married to both her underage daughters," Xander replied, "I want as much brownie points as I can buy, because when she sobers up and gets over her shock..."

"She always told me she didn't know why I wasn't dating you," Buffy assured him.

"Yeah, she likes and approves of you," Buffy's clone added.

"Dawn," Xander said bluntly. "Joyce thought her crush was cute because she knew I wouldn't accept things until Dawn was much older, but now Dawn will be pushing things and Joyce knows I will eventually be wrapped around more than her little finger."

"I think it's more she'll be wrapped around... Oh yeah," Buffy said. "Let's loot everything."

"How much resistance can you put up?" Buffy's clone asked Xander, before removing the clothespin, tired of how nasally her voice sounded.

"I'd like to keep things age appropriate, as hypocritical as that is considering everything we've all tried to get up to at her age, but the perks I can share can save her life, which gives her a foot in the door I thought would be closed for a number of years," Xander admitted.

"So, we need to experiment and see exactly how little we can do to activate Perk Sharing," clone Buffy suggested.

"And which perks she absolutely must have," Buffy agreed.

"Yeah,' Xander said, "but remember every line crossed is not something that can be taken back or ignored, because I won't do that to someone I love."

"That's fair," Buffy's clone agreed. "So... Practice dates as a dry run to see what works?"

"Huh?" Xander asked, not sure what she meant.

"Grinding on the dance floor, making out in a movie theater, over the clothes stuff," Buffy explained. "It's not something Mom wants to see, but stuff she expects to happen on dates and won't get upset about."

"I can handle that," Xander said, relieved.

"Good, because I interrupted Dawn about to try for that like a half dozen times every time you visited," Buffy said.

"What?! Seriously?" Xander asked, wide eyed.

"Big time," the two chorused.

"Did you really think Dawn crawled on your lap and wiggled around because she found all those creature feature horror movies scary?" Buffy asked.

"Maybe..." Xander offered before sighing. "Man, I really am dense."

"You can be," Clone Buffy agreed, "but Dawn is also really sneaky."

"I know all her tricks," Buffy assured him, "so I can help with that."

"Thanks, that will help a lot," Xander said with a relieved sigh.

"Until she develops new ones we don't know," Clone Buffy said, shaking her head.

"What?!" Xander began to get nervous all over again, until he noticed both Buffys having a hard time keeping a straight face. "Am I worried about things I don't need to worry about?" he asked as they burst out laughing.

"Pretty much," Buffy agreed.

"Dawn doesn't really do subtle," Clone Buffy said.

"Like at all," Buffy agreed. "If she tries something, you'll know."

"And the climbing in my lap during monster movies?" Xander asked.

"Much like you she is a huge hugger," Buffy said. "You'd wrap your arms around her and she'd all but glow."

"And the wiggling?"

"She's a wiggler," Clone Buffy said with a shrug. "If you'd popped a boner she'd probably have fainted."

"Yeah, that sounds a lot more reasonable," Xander said. "I'm still going to bribe Joyce though."

"Better safe than sorry," Buffy agreed.

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"Mr. Giles, I be Kendra de Vampire Slayer," she introduced herself.

"My word," Giles said, confused. "Are you sure?"

"She activated when Buffy drowned," Willow offered as they sat down.

"Oh, this is unprecedented," Giles said. "You'd think someone would have notified me."

"The Watcher who last had an active Slayer is never notified," Kendra told him.

"Of course, that would normally be rather cruel, but as Buffy is alive our positions are a bit different," Giles said.

"She was sent here because she sensed a great evil rising," Willow said, "but since Xander stopped both Spike and Drusilla and he sent me a text saying they are both gone now it's probably not a concern."

"Best be safe and take precautions anyway," Giles said, "the Hellmouth is not a place to take lightly." He turned to Kendra. "Has your Watcher made preparations, or do you need housing?"

"She's staying with me," Willow said, "my parents won't be here for at least a couple of weeks and she's good company."

"Alright, but if you need anything come to me," Giles said.

"I will, sir," Kendra promised.

"Anything else to report?" Giles asked.

"We got our own Company cell phones that let us send messages to Xander and Buffy once a day. The vials gave us one major power and four minor ones, though we're not sure what they all are yet. I got major telekinesis and minor stretchiness, Dawn can imitate Plastic Man, Buffy can make clones, and Xander can shapeshift," Willow listed off.

Giles just stared speechless.

"Xander gave Cordelia a completely different vial on Halloween that turned her into an angel and a baton that breaks spells or at least possessions when you hit people with them," Willow added.

"This... Has been a very interesting week and it's only Monday," Giles said.

"Almost forgot, Dawn can do the whole Wardrobe thing despite not getting the perk," Willow said. "I think it's close enough to one of her domains that she just gets it. She also figured out the thing with Cordelia's wings and needed to calm down, so she didn't wreck my living room."

"I need a cup of tea," Giles said.

"Should I ask about patrols?" Kendra asked quietly as Giles vanished to make tea.

"Wait until he's recovered," Willow said, "it shouldn't take long, none of this rated a glass cleaning or even a single 'my lord'."

"You know I can still hear you," Giles called out from his office, making Willow giggle, "and I already had tea brewing so I'll be right out."

Kendra looked shocked at the casual back and forth from the two or at least a bit embarrassed.

Giles returned with his tea. "While startling, most of it is good news, so no 'good lords' for you today," he teased.

"You seem a lot more... Relaxed," Willow noted.

"You do as well," Giles replied.

"I can launch vampires into the sea with my mind," Willow said with a bright smile.

"Yes, that would have that effect," Giles agreed. "When you get a chance, ask Xander if he can procure another couple of vials if it's not too much trouble, I believe Buffy would feel much more comfortable if Joyce and myself could do the same."

"It's Joyce now?" Willow asked, a bright grin on her face.

Giles groaned and took off his glasses to pinch the bridge of his nose, which Willow recorded with her phone. "Okay, I've annoyed him enough that he won't miss Buffy as she requested."

"Bloody American teenagers," Giles said with a sigh, but unable to cover the affection in his voice.

"And now we go to class," Willow told Kendra, "I told them you were my cousin and got a pass."

"And dey believed dat?" Kendra asked in her thick Jamaican accent.

"I'm Jewish, they don't ask questions," Willow replied. "If anyone asks, just look offended until they leave."

"It can't be that easy," Kendra said as they got up.

"Side effect of the Hellmouth, people tend towards the gullible locally, I'm afraid," Giles said. "I'll explain more at lunch."

"We get lunch?" Kendra asked hopefully.

"It's about four hours away, but we can get snacks from the vending machine in case you get hungry," Willow assured her. "Didn't your Watcher provide lunch?"

"We normally worked through it," Kendra replied. "Mr. Zabuto would make up for it with a large dinner. He wanted to make sure I would not falter nor fall in my duty."

"That's nice, I guess," Willow said, not sure what to think about it.

"What dangers are we to expect in the halls?" Kendra asked. "I'm almost certain I spotted a troll when we approached."

"Um no, that's just the vice-principal-" Willow's voice cut off as the library doors closed behind them.

"They're going to drive me to drink... more than I already do," Giles said with a quiet chuckle before returning to his tea.

Typing By: Abyssal Angel

Beta By: Abyssal Angel, Mist of Shadows, and Kyrin Fireheart

AN: Willow is a lot more outgoing now that she can launch people into orbit!