The Not So powerful Wrath of Buffy


AN: I found this in the same folder as "A Conversation and an Amazing Kiss". Enjoy.


Buffy stands, looking out the backdoor as the potentials train. She watches as Kennedy stops training and comes in.

"What do you think you're doing?" Buffy asked her, wondering why she stopped training.

"Well, I have to urinate. Is that okay with you, sarge?"

"Fine, but can you please get back out there soon. You're the only one with enough training to teach them..."

"...what they need to know for the upcoming battle. And actually, you could too." She turns to leave, rolling her eyes at the blonde Slayer, who also rolled her eyes.

As Kennedy was walking up the steps, Willow was coming down. "Hi," Kennedy said.

"Hello, shouldn't you be outside training?"

"Hitler said I could take a pee break. Wanna come join me?" She put her hands on Willow's hips.

"Kennedy..." They had been dating for nearly four months, but Willow was still shocked at how brash the young woman was.

"Fine. We can go make-out instead." She smiled.

"What about Buffy?"

"She can come too."

"Kennedy..."

"Come on." Kennedy grabs her hand and guides her up the rest of the stairs.

Even before the door closes, Kennedy is all over Willow. Willow pulls out of their kiss.

"What?" Kennedy asked.

"Buffy might come looking for you. What if she comes in?"

"Then, she'll get a good show." Willow looks at her with a stern face. "Okay, I'm sorry." She sighs. "I'm going. I'll see you later." She kisses Willow on the cheek and walks out of the room.

When she's halfway down the hallway is stopped by a hand pulling her backward. She gets turned around and met with Willow kissing her. They stand there, in the hall, making out. Then, suddenly both hear a forced cough. They pull out of the kiss, but not out of each other's arms, to see Buffy, standing there scoldingly. Willow pulls out of their embrace and begins to squirm.

"Hey, Buff. How long you been standing there?" Willow asked.

"Long enough. I thought you had to pee." She looked at Kennedy.

"Well, I do. I mean, I did. Before I, you know, did." Kennedy smiled a big smile at her.

"Nice teeth."

"Buffy, look I'm sorry. It's not her fault." Willow tried to cover. Buffy looked at her friend, Kennedy, and down at their now intertwined fingers. She sighed.

"Carry on."

"What?" Both woman asked in unison.

"Continue with the groping. Have fun. I'm going to train the girls." She turns to leaves, but stops. "Oh, and can you take that kind of stuff elsewhere? Seriously, no one wants to see that."

"Except Xander," Willow added.

"'Cept Xander." She smiled at her best friend, shook her head, and turned and went down the steps.

When she was gone, Willow and Kennedy smiled at each other and scurried to the room.

The End