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Summary: After the defeat of the First, and the activation of the slayers, many demons hopped dimensions to get away from them. This broke the balance in other dimensions, so The PTB’s decided to have the ones who broke the balance, fix the balance.

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Fluffy Monsters

Disclaimers: I own none of these characters. If I did, do you think I would be writing about them? Hell No! I’d be snuggled up on the couch between Oz and Spike, with Nathaniel at my feet thank you very much.

Summary: After the defeat of the First, and the activation of the slayers, many demons hopped dimensions to get away from them. This broke the balance in other dimensions, so The PTB’s decided to have the ones who broke the balance, fix the balance.

A/N: I have no problem with Willow being gay, I loved Tara, but my favorite character besides Spike is Oz. I just adore him.





Prologue

“Wills, are you sure you can get us to the right place?” Buffy asked while watching her as she gathered the spell ingredients together.

“When The PTB’s sent you that dream, you got a ‘feel,’” Buffy grinned; she could almost see the air quotes, “for the world right?” Willow turned to look at her best friend.

“Unless you didn’t,” the red head suddenly looked panicked. “Oh Goddess, I can’t just open up some random doorway! Things could be there! Bad things!”

Dawn spoke up from her seat on the couch, “Yeah, Frog things.”

Willow let out a terrified little squeak which caused Dawn to collapse into a fit of laughter.

Xander just looked on in a sense of amazement. His best friend, who had been fighting evil since she was 16, even went evil herself and tried to end the world, was still terrified of ‘Frogs’. He hit Dawn with one of the pillows on the couch to stop her laughing, and shook his head. Frogs. “I don’t think that The PTB’s would be sending Buffy these dreams if we couldn’t get there to fight.”

Oz slipped an arm around his girlfriend from behind, while glaring at Dawn. Dawn sank into the couch, trying to get away from that drawn down eyebrow.

Buffy rolled her eyes at her sister before turning back to Willow. “I got a definite sense of where, but that’s just it. I got it, not you. And it’s not like I can cast the spell.”

Having Oz’s arm around her had calmed Willow down. “Actually, you’re the main focus. When I cast the spell, I will be linked to you.”

Buffy just stared at her blankly, “And?”

“Oh-Oh, I get it!” Buffy looked over at her sister. “See Buffy, my blood will open the portal, but when she links with you, Willow will be able to feel the where and channel it into the spell, giving the portal a specific ‘address’, so to speak.” Dawn glanced at Willow, “Right?”

Willow beamed at the brunette, “That’s really good, Dawnie!”

“Okay,” Buffy looked around at everyone. “Spike will be here any minute. When he gets here, Willow will do the spell and we’ll go. Everyone is armed, right? And we all remember how to kill this thing?” Everyone nodded.

Before anyone could say anything else, Spike walked in carrying the Scythe. He smirked while handing it to Buffy. “I’m supposed to remind you to ‘do try not to leave the scythe in some god-forsaken world please,’ blah, blah, blah.”

Buffy grinned at him. It still amazed her how much he could sound like Giles when he wanted to.

Xander stared at the scythe. “I still can’t believe they are letting you take it.”

Buffy shrugged and twirled the scythe around. “Faith and I talked about it. With all the mini-slayers here, they don’t really need it. Us on the hand, well, we need every advantage possible.”

Willow looked up from where she had just finished setting up the circle. “Okay guys,” she swallowed nervously, “let’s do this.”
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