Surprises

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"She made you leave," Willow asked, still looking a little stunned, "She never mentioned that."

"Do you remember that night we went out, to the club, the night before I left?" Faith sat down in the chair across from Willow, rubbing her temple, "the next day, I told you guys I was leaving, remember?'

"Vaguely. I remember you leaving, if that is what you're asking, but the night before is a little hazy," Willow answered.

"Yeah, well, we all had a lot to drink that night. To unwind, remember," when Willow started nodding, she went on, "that was sort of the catalyst. That night."

Two Years Earlier

Faith lay in her bed, at Angel's hotel, dreaming about ice cream. Chocolate Peanut Butter ice cream. She was eating it with that green guy from Shrek and his donkey. They were sitting on the beach discussing the merits of taking a bath versus a shower, and she couldn't get a word in, because the damn donkey kept licking off her ice cream cone. She was about to kick a little ass, literally, when Buffy suddenly appeared on the beach. Naked. Which to the awakened Faith would have probably been a good thing, but to the dreaming Faith, well, she was pissed. Cause she knew B was gonna have her way, and that meant eating what was left of her ice cream.

"Faithhhh," Buffy yelled for the second time.

Faith jumped up in bed and screamed, "What! Fuck B, my dream was just getting good," she turned and looked at the clock, "Jesus, it is eight in the morning. What the hell do you want?"

Buffy barreled in the room, switching on the light, "You need to get up , silly. Most people are already functioning and at work by this hour."

"Most people don't fight the forces of evil for a living," Faith shielded her eyes from the harsh light, "turn it off blondie, fuck, are you trying to blind me?"

Buffy switched off the light and bounced on the bed, "yep Faith, you caught me, all of this, everything with the First, busting you out of prison, it was all an intricate plan to cause you to go blind. I'm afraid, though, we've failed, since you figured out the plot of turning on the lights at eight in the morning."

Faith laid back, and put the pillow over her eyes, "You know, I think you guys like all take drugs, and I'm the only sane person here," Buffy giggled, "no, hear me out. You are always, and I mean always awake. No matter what time it is, the whole super gang is awake, either eating or patrolling. And yet, even with the brutal lack of sleep, you continue to be happy. I think you have cretcret, like you all feed on small cheerful children or something."

Buffy smiled, and laid on her stomach next to Faith, head in her hands, "yep, we do. That's why we've kept you around for so long. Cause you are not anything near being cheerful, and I bet you taste all sour."

Faith kept the pillow over her face. Oh god, she thought, is that too easy or what? Oh, what the hell, "yep and sticky too," she replied from under the pillow, "I can let you have a taste if want. It's way more addictive than sunshine and lollipops, I can assure you."

Buffy lifted the pillow off of Faith's face, "You, my pervy little friend, wish," she said, as she hopped up and into a crossed leg seating position, "now it's time to get up," she said pushing at Faith with her hands, "so come on now, don't make me kick you out of bed."

Faith raised on her elbows, "No one, and I mean no one has ever kicked me out of bed. Not intentionally, anyway."

Buffy shoved her, "I'm sure that is another sexual innuendo I am going to conveniently overlook. Now get up."

Faith shoved her back, "No, and quit shoving me. Why the hell do you want me up anyway? Cause I got to tell ya, if it's to hang with the new Slayerettes, I would be most obliged to stay in bed, thank you very much."

"No. Will and I were talking earlier and we decided we all needed a break. Like a night out, just the gang. Everyone is still a little freaked you know," Buffy said, sidling up beside Faith.

Faith laid back down, and put her hands over her eyes, "Buffy, as much as I am honored that you guys now include me as part of the gang, and I would the last one to turn down a little break time, but unless we are going out to a nightclub in Europe, you got me up about twelve hours too early," Faith moaned.

"I know that Faith," Buffy whined, "I didn't get you up to go out,ot yot you up to go shopping. We need going-out attire."

Faith groaned again, hand still over her eyes, "It's EIGHT O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING. Damn. Who the fuck goes shopping at eight? Besides the fact that I have no money! And I'm sleepy. And you're insane. Like the certifiable kind, with the straight jackets and everything." Faith turned over on her stomach, and pulled the pillow over her head, "Seriously, who the hell shops at eight?"

Buffy pressed her hand and rubbed Faith's back, "Oh, come on sleepy head. Angel spotted us some money, and I know you're hungry. Aren't you, Faithy?"

Faith groaned again, "Get off me, slayer."

Buffy sat up and straddled Faith's back. What the fuck is she doing, Faith thought.

"Come on, Faithy," saidsaid leaning in and putting into her ear, "Are you hungry?"

Faith pulled the pillow off her head, she had just realized the only thing between her and Buffy was a sheet, and she was pretty sure that if the girl didn't get off right this second, when Faith did get up, there would be a nice little wet spot.

"I tell you what. I'll go." Faith said, and flipped over quickly, causing Buffy to fall a little to her side, but not lose her balance, "if you wiggle around for a little bit?'

Buffy stared at Faith, with the patented deer 'oh shit, headlights' look, before wiggling just a bit. "Deal," she said jumping up, "let's go."

Faith looked at Buffy, unable to comprehend the open flirting Buffy was partaking in, "Umm, okay B. I'll get up."

Buffy stood with her hands on her hips, "Well come onowpoowpoke, let's go."

Faith sat up, "turn around."

Buffy looked at her curiously, "What? You're not naked, I saw you're tank top. Come on."

Faith threw back the sheet, and stepped out of bed, "Whatever B," she said as she sauntered, in only a tank top, to the bathroom.

Buffy stood where she was, in a semi-state of shock. After a moment she called out, "hey, you don't sleep in panties?"

Faith called back from the bathroom, "You caught me on a good day. Last night I got kinda cold."

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