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Kathy's Revenge

By: lycanthrope
folder AtS/BtVS Crossovers › FemmeSlash - Female/Female
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 57
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Disclaimer: 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.
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“How would it have survived?”

In my excited state It doesn’t take me long to reach the top, the shiny trophy in my back pocket.

I run over to the bus where everyone seems to be and run through the open door. Xander following close behind, repeatedly asking if I found anything. “Never guess what I found?” how childish do I sound?

Willow stands and turns away from what looks like her last patient and throws me a puzzling look.

I pull the metallic object from my pocket and present her with it. She takes it from me and begins to study it.

“What is it?” asks B.

“Duh, it’s a trophy.” I answer taking on a yogi bear like voice.

“It’s Katherine the great.” Red stated as if that means something to me.

I voice my confusion with a “Huh?”

“Amy’s mom.” She tries to explain.

“Again, huh?”

“She turned herself into a rat when me and Buffy were being burnt at the stake.” She sees my even more confused look. “By Buffys mom.”

“Yeah, must have been out of town that day then.” I say.

“You know, Oz was right about the eyes, they do follow you.” Red begins to move the statue around looking into the golden eyes.

“How would it have survived?” B just loves to be the bubble burster. “I mean it was in the school when it exploded, then it must have been cleared away when the school was bulldozed to build the new school.”

Xander clicks his fingers “Maybe it went to the city dump, we know they weren’t recycling.”

“Or maybe Amy might have wanted it?” Red pipes up.

“Why would Amy want it, after what her mom did to her?”

“Hey hey enough with the how and the why, make with the where is my ten dollars?”

Xander proceeds to take out his wallet and hands over a ten.

“I was thinking we could take off the plaque and put our own one on. Something like we saved the world, dot, dot, dot, again.” I say pocketing the ten. “Would be like having our own pep squad.”

Red is still busy moving it around when B pipes up. “That thing gives me the wiggins.”
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