Triple Threat
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-Buffy the Vampire Slayer › FemmeSlash - Female/Female › Buffy/Faith
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
3,874
Reviews:
25
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
2
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I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
o2 - The Reactions
b>AN: Heart - *laughs* Nah, stick with the sugar, it amuses me.
Wilcat - You know that episode where Willow was giving Riley advice about winning over Buffy? She was just like “She likes cheese”. I just found it funny and put in my story. And I figured since Dawns a part of Buffy shed be obsessed too.
Chapter 2 - The Reactions
I watched Buffy fall to the ground.
Shit.
I hold out the bag I brought back, “Uh…. Cheese anyone?”
But even Dawn didn’t run to that, she just stared at all of us, looking kinda dizzy. I think she thinks she’s seeing triple for some reason.
Giles was furiously cleaning his glasses so much that one of the lenses shattered in his hand.
“This is great, the rogue one has cloned herself! The powers of sci-fi is among us!” Andrew blurted out. “This would make a great documentary….” And he left, trying to go find his camera.
“You cloned yourself??” Xander asked, bewildered.
I sigh, “No… I didn’t clone myself. These are…” I swallow and motion to them, I don’t wanna say this. “My sisters.”
“Faith… there’s three of you. I must’ve hit my head harder than I thought when I fell,” Buffy says as she sits up and rubs the back of her head.
Palm to forehead. “Can everyone stop thinking their seeing triple! If you were, why would our eye color be different?”
Hope spoke up, “And this is why you need to tell people things, Faith.” She had this smug look on her face like she fuckin knew I never told anyone.
“Shut up.”
“Faith doesn’t even like her sisters, what a surprise,” Kennedy said.
“Wait…. You have sisters…. Like… sister that LOOK like you?” Buffy was still kinda out of it and was taking a long time to process things.
“Yes B, sisters. Two of them.”
This is hell. This is hell in a bottle. If there was a bottle that was marked “Hell: Do not open” and someone opened it, this would be it.
Oh god I’m starting to ramble like Buffy in my mind. This is what I’ve been reduced to.
I sigh, I guess its time for introductions. “Everyone, this is Hope and Spirit,” I motion to each of them in turn and then introduce them to everyone else, “Guys, this is Buffy, Dawn, Giles, Xander, Willow, Kennedy…” and I rattle off the list.
Hope waves and Spirit just kinda nods an acknowledgement and looks at the floor.
“God…. They’re nothing like you, are they?” Buffy asks in awe as she watches their behavior.
I shrug, “Well this one over here is like a worse version of you,” I point at Hope, getting myself slapped on the arm by her.
“What is THAT supposed to mean?”
“Means you got a giant stick up your ass, Blue Eyes.” I smirk at her and she just scowls at me. I nod at Spirit who is trying to hide behind anything she can find. “And she’s more like….” I think of someone she’s like. “Like…. Tara.”
Willow looks up at me questioningly. Kennedy glares at me. Oops. But its true.
“Anyway…. They need rooms. Do we have any?”
Giles put back on his glasses with one lens. “Uh.. Yes. I believe theres two across the way from yours.”
“Alright, thanks G-Man.” I start walking up the stairs, Hope and Spirit following me. Anything to get away from that awkward mess, I don’t even really care that theyre rooms are so close to mine right now its that bad.
I look at the two across from mine, they were both empty. “Pick a room, drop yourself in it. I’m going to mine, DON’T follow.”
I leave them quickly and practically run into my room, closing and locking the door. This is my worst nightmare.
I flop down on my bed and cover my head with a pillow.
Then there’s knocking.
No! Go away!
“Faith?” More knocking.
Buffy?
I get up and open the door, “What?”
Buffy was standing there, shifting from foot to foot. “Do you uh maybe want to… talk?”
Talk? What the fuck?
“What the hell are you on about, Blondie?”
“I just though that… this has gotta be weird for you. People you know, knowing thing about you and all….” More shifting.
“I’m fine.”
No I’m not.
Lair!
Fuck I don’t care, I always lie.
“Um… okay. If you say so. I’m always here if you want to talk though.”
Uh huh. I bet. Since the fuck when?
“Sure.”
“Okay I’ll uh, be downstairs.” Buffy turned away.
“Later, B.”
I close the door as she walks away and lock it again, flopping down on the bed.
This. Is. HELL!!
TBC……
Wilcat - You know that episode where Willow was giving Riley advice about winning over Buffy? She was just like “She likes cheese”. I just found it funny and put in my story. And I figured since Dawns a part of Buffy shed be obsessed too.
I watched Buffy fall to the ground.
Shit.
I hold out the bag I brought back, “Uh…. Cheese anyone?”
But even Dawn didn’t run to that, she just stared at all of us, looking kinda dizzy. I think she thinks she’s seeing triple for some reason.
Giles was furiously cleaning his glasses so much that one of the lenses shattered in his hand.
“This is great, the rogue one has cloned herself! The powers of sci-fi is among us!” Andrew blurted out. “This would make a great documentary….” And he left, trying to go find his camera.
“You cloned yourself??” Xander asked, bewildered.
I sigh, “No… I didn’t clone myself. These are…” I swallow and motion to them, I don’t wanna say this. “My sisters.”
“Faith… there’s three of you. I must’ve hit my head harder than I thought when I fell,” Buffy says as she sits up and rubs the back of her head.
Palm to forehead. “Can everyone stop thinking their seeing triple! If you were, why would our eye color be different?”
Hope spoke up, “And this is why you need to tell people things, Faith.” She had this smug look on her face like she fuckin knew I never told anyone.
“Shut up.”
“Faith doesn’t even like her sisters, what a surprise,” Kennedy said.
“Wait…. You have sisters…. Like… sister that LOOK like you?” Buffy was still kinda out of it and was taking a long time to process things.
“Yes B, sisters. Two of them.”
This is hell. This is hell in a bottle. If there was a bottle that was marked “Hell: Do not open” and someone opened it, this would be it.
Oh god I’m starting to ramble like Buffy in my mind. This is what I’ve been reduced to.
I sigh, I guess its time for introductions. “Everyone, this is Hope and Spirit,” I motion to each of them in turn and then introduce them to everyone else, “Guys, this is Buffy, Dawn, Giles, Xander, Willow, Kennedy…” and I rattle off the list.
Hope waves and Spirit just kinda nods an acknowledgement and looks at the floor.
“God…. They’re nothing like you, are they?” Buffy asks in awe as she watches their behavior.
I shrug, “Well this one over here is like a worse version of you,” I point at Hope, getting myself slapped on the arm by her.
“What is THAT supposed to mean?”
“Means you got a giant stick up your ass, Blue Eyes.” I smirk at her and she just scowls at me. I nod at Spirit who is trying to hide behind anything she can find. “And she’s more like….” I think of someone she’s like. “Like…. Tara.”
Willow looks up at me questioningly. Kennedy glares at me. Oops. But its true.
“Anyway…. They need rooms. Do we have any?”
Giles put back on his glasses with one lens. “Uh.. Yes. I believe theres two across the way from yours.”
“Alright, thanks G-Man.” I start walking up the stairs, Hope and Spirit following me. Anything to get away from that awkward mess, I don’t even really care that theyre rooms are so close to mine right now its that bad.
I look at the two across from mine, they were both empty. “Pick a room, drop yourself in it. I’m going to mine, DON’T follow.”
I leave them quickly and practically run into my room, closing and locking the door. This is my worst nightmare.
I flop down on my bed and cover my head with a pillow.
Then there’s knocking.
No! Go away!
“Faith?” More knocking.
Buffy?
I get up and open the door, “What?”
Buffy was standing there, shifting from foot to foot. “Do you uh maybe want to… talk?”
Talk? What the fuck?
“What the hell are you on about, Blondie?”
“I just though that… this has gotta be weird for you. People you know, knowing thing about you and all….” More shifting.
“I’m fine.”
No I’m not.
Lair!
Fuck I don’t care, I always lie.
“Um… okay. If you say so. I’m always here if you want to talk though.”
Uh huh. I bet. Since the fuck when?
“Sure.”
“Okay I’ll uh, be downstairs.” Buffy turned away.
“Later, B.”
I close the door as she walks away and lock it again, flopping down on the bed.
This. Is. HELL!!
TBC……