I own neither B:tVS nor AB:VH. Not even Richard....
Nearly everyone jumped when the tiny blonde kicked the door in, frightful looking weapon in hand as she scanned the room for one person in particular. She was perhaps shorter than Anita, not by too much, only an inch at the most, but she held the fury of the ages behind her eyes and the power rolling off of her was enough to knock the breath out of most everyone in the room. She spotted her quarry, stalking towards the Ulfric as the vampires in the room regained themselves.
“Fuck off fang boy,” the blonde told Jean Claude. “I'm here for him.”
Richard stood, not entirely sure how to approach the very angry slayer in front of him. She was pointing at him, and while not scary in and of itself, Buffy was a very scary woman when she pointed. She demanded in a way no one else could manage and instilled fear just by focusing on you.
“Excuse me!” Anita stood as well, gun drawn. “But you're-”
“The Slayer, with a capital S.” Almost as one, the vampires seated themselves, as did some of the older Lycans. Only the younger ones and Anita stayed standing. Buffy turned ice cold eyes onto Anita. “Shut up and let me talk to the furball, okay?” She didn't wait for anyone else to speak. “Dawn is graduating, and You are going to be there.”
“Buffy, I have to-”
“Go to the graduation.” Buffy adjusted her grip on her ax like weapon. Bright red and thirsty. “Consider this a shotgun wedding.”
“You hate those.” Richard grabbed his coat from the back of his chair and walked towards the tiny blonde. “Buffy, she doesn't need a guy like me. I have...” He didn't want to talk about this in front of the whole circus. “I need to ask to visit.”
“Ask who?” Buffy snorted. “Captain lacy pants?” Buffy snorted at the dark haired vampire when he tried to speak up. “I'm married to Angelus, you're not even a blip.” Buffy shook her head. “She wants, and considering what Dawn is, she's going to get it. Now stop arguing with your mother-in-law and get in the car.”
“Buffy, I'm bonded-”
“And we have Willow, get in the fucking car before I shoot you in the ass. Again.”
“I can always do it.” A dark haired man was coming down the stairs with a very intimidating axe slung across his shoulders. The blade was at least as wide and Richard's shoulder and the handle was as long as Buffy was tall. He moved through the room with dark intent, making even the visiting council member shift uncomfortably in her seat. Angel turned to face Buffy. “This is the first time I'm meeting him. I think I get to do something.”
“What the hell is going on?” Anita shouted. Upon the entrance of Angel, every one had sat back down, watching the even unfold in front of them. Jean Claude and his kiss sat silent and those who didn't know the Slayer, certainly knew Angelus.
“None of your business,” Buffy snorted. “Now, we are going to go to Scotland-”
“Is dead,” Angelus answered Anita's unfinished question. “I have the head stored in my study.”
“It's disgusting.” Buffy was looking at Angel instead of the occupants of the room. “We..really...need to get your decorating skills up to date.” She turned back to Richard. “Now, I'll admit we came a bit later than I was intending, and I did try to help Dawn move on by setting her up with other people, but it isn't working.”
“Not a bit. She's still crazy in love with you.” Angelus agreed. “So get in the car.”
They watched as Richard left the room behind the terrifying couple, Angelus explaining that he wanted to make a lamp out of the Dragon's head and how Spike had already bought everything from the hardware store. It was going to be a head light. The demonic man obviously thought he was quite clever. Richard was only helping him out by mentioning certain chemicals needed to keep it preserved.
“That was interesting.” Everyone turned to face Jason. “Well it was! The Master of the Aurelians walks in with the Queen Slayer and they're marrying Richard to their daughter. It's interesting.”
I felt like giving this pairing a little bit of love since they haven't had any attention in a Very Long Time.