Author: Angel the Part-time Succubus (Angelia Sparrow)

Email:valarltd@hotmail.com

Rating: PG-13

Summary: Silly fic for a Saturday

Spoilers: Sometime 4th season, since it's the UC-Sunnydale library, not the SHS.

Disclaimer: These are not my character.  They belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy and WB.
I receive no monetary gain for these stories.  And deep apologies to a certain Mr. Head.

Distribution: Any and all.  You want it, you got it.

Feedback: Here's where I get paid, in applause.  If we poor shadows have offended, think but
this and all is mended, etc

Author's note: See the end.
 

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Willow found the website (1) purely by accident.

After the initial "Oh My!" and a spate of giggles that threatened to land her on the floor, she
gave it her serious attention, checking out the pics, the .wav files, and everything.  More giggling
ensued, making her sides ache.

"What's the funny, Wills?"  Xander set her Coke not too close to her elbow and opened the
Little Debbie Oatmeal pie for her, before snarfing his own Star Crunch at a single bite.  He
fished in the box for a second one.

"Gi-Giles!" she managed through the giggles.

"Giles, computer and funny?  In this universe?  Is this some weird Hellmouthy thing that's going
to get icky before the end?"

Willow caught her breath and doubled clicked on a picture, blowing it to full screen size.
Xander gawked.

Then she clicked on the .wav file and Xander listened with growing astonishment.

"I am shocked.  Stunned even."

"You found it."  Oz commented wandering into the UC-Sunnydale library and sitting down next
to Willow.

"You knew?'  Willow asked, still breathless.

"Yep.  Cool, huh?  I have an idea."

***

"Buffy, are you certain this is a prudent idea?"

"C'mon Giles.  It's Halloween.  You yourself said Halloween is like dead day for vamps.  And
the gang and I are taking you to the movies.  We're too old for trick or treats.  And after two
years ago..."

"Ah. Ethan."  He changed the subject.   "And what horrors do you have in store for me this time?
Dead parrots? Erotic animation with music to torture small animals by?  Outer space romps with
blonde bits of fluff doing zero-gravity stripteases?"  The gang had subjected him to all of them.

"That's the surprise.  We'll pick you up at 11:30.  Be ready. 'K, bye."
***

Buffy knocked on his door in a pastel dress and white sandals, though Labor Day was long past.
"Are you ready?" she asked as the door slipped open a crack.  The rest of the gang waited in
Oz's van, wanting him to be in no position to back out when he saw them in costume.

The door flew open.

Buffy gaped.

She took in the curly blonde wig, the extremely heavy make-up, the silvery cape wrapped over
the corset and fishnets, and the appalling platform heels with their fake jewels.

"You knew?" she managed

A Ripperish smile crossed Giles' heavily painted face.  "I'm just amazed it all still fits.  The
London theatre was so long ago.  Dear child, I can read a newspaper.  Even the midnight movie
listing."

**
Notes:
The website Willow found is the Anthony Stewart Head as Frank-n-Furter site.
The url is http://www.eskimo.com/~gaspers/gaspers/frank.html

Slayerettes are doing the Time Warp again.