Chapter Three: Dressing up
Chapter Three: Dressing up
Ethan's Costume Shop
The store was full of mothers and their
kids looking for Halloween costumes as Buffy approached the counter. Buffy
picked up a plastic pumpkin on display and starts when it suddenly lit up and
screamed. Quickly putting it back on the counter she turned as Willow came over
to her. “What'd you get?” She asked Willow.
“A time honoured classic!” Willow said
as she held up a ghost costume.
Buffy looked at the costume in Willow’s
hand and asked “Okay Will, can I give you a little friendly advice?”
Willow moved the costume around as she
said “It's not spooky enough?”
“It's just... you're never gonna get
noticed if you keep hiding.
You're missing the whole point of
Halloween.” Buffy said.
Willow smiled and said “Free candy?”
“It's come as you aren't night. The
perfect chance for a girl to
get sexy and wild with no
repercussions.” Buffy explained.
Willow had a look of mild panic on her
face as she said “Oh, I don't get wild. Wild on me equals spaz.”
“Don't underestimate yourself. You've
got it in you.” Buffy said forcefully.
“Hey, Xander!” Willow exclaimed in
relief as she spotted Xander enter the shop. “What'd you get?” she added as he
came up to them.
Xander pulled a toy military rifle out
of his bag and held it up for Willow
and Buffy to see. “That's not a
costume.” Buffy stated.
Xander gave Buffy a look, then turned to
Willow. “I got fatigues from
an Army surplus at home. Call me the
Two-Dollar Costume King, baby!” he said as he smiled at her.
“Hey, look, Xander...” Buffy’s voice
trails off as she’s distracted by a costume. Staring at it in wonder, she
slowly walks towards it.
“Hello! This is me your ignoring here.”
“I'm sorry, it's just... Look at this.”
Buffy said in distraction as she walked over to a mannequin dressed in a blue
frock coat and white breaches.
Willow had a look of recognition on her
face as she said softly “It's amazing.”
Ethan noticed her looking at the costume
and came over to them. “Please, let me.” he said as took the costume off it’s
“Oh, i-it's...” Buffy whispered as she
passed her fingers of the raised anchors embossed on the brass buttons of the
“Magnificent. Yes, I know... There.”
Ethan said as he held it up to her in a mirror. “My. Meet the courageous
captain of a sailing ship. I think we found a match. Don't you?” he asked.
“Oh, uh, I-I'm sorry. There's no way I
could ever afford this.” Buffy stuttered as she looked at Ethan.
Ethan waved a hand in dismissal as he
said “Oh, nonsense. I feel quite moved to make you a deal you can't refuse.”
Buffy looking back into the mirror,
takes the dress from Ethan and shares a knowing smile with Willow.
Ethan hid a smirk as he hurried over to
a dark haired girl gazing at a frilly, bright red, billowy 18th-century gown.
“Ah, the hidden princess. It’s definitely you my dear.”
“Here it comes.” Spike said as he
watched Buffy in a fight captured on video. “Rewind that. Let's see that
again.” he ordered. One of Spike’s vampire minions rewound the tape as Spike
strolled around to another monitor. “She's tricky. Her two friends distract
some of them so she doesn't have to fight them all at the same time.” Spike
“Miss Edith needs her tea.” Drusilla
said, coming from another room.
“C'mere, poodle.” Spike said as he held
out his hand to her.
Drusilla took his hand. “Do you love my
insides? The parts you can't see?” she asked.
“Eyeballs to entrails, my sweet. That's
why I've got to study this Slayer.” Spike said smiling at her. “Once I know her
I can kill her. And once I kill her you can have your run of Sunnyhell. Get
strong again.” he added.
“Don't worry. Everything's switching.
Outside to inside.” Drusilla breathed at Spike's neck “It makes her friends
weak. Just as the snake man arrives as well.”
“Really? Did my pet have a vision?”
Drusilla eyes lost focus as she said “Do
you know what I miss? Leeches.”
“Come on, talk to Daddy. This thing that
makes the Slayer weak? When is it?” Spike asked.
Drusilla looked at Spike and said
“Tomorrow's Halloween. Nothing happens
on Halloween.” Spike said.
Drusilla smiled dreamily as she said
“They’ve come to change it all. Something new. The magic man and the Snake.”
Back room of Ethan's Costume Shop
Ethan came through the curtain and knelt
before his statue of Janus. Pressing his hands together, he winced in pain.
When he pulled them apart, wounds gaped open in his palms, and blood flowed
freely from them. “The world that denies thee, thou inhabit.” He recited.
“The peace that ignores thee,...” he
said, dabbing the blood from his left hand with his right middle finger and
smearing it over his right eyelid. Switching hands, he dabbed the blood from
his right hand with his left middle finger and smeared it over his left eyelid.
“...thou corrupt.” He continued.
Dabbing the blood from his left hand
with his right middle finger again he smeared a cross onto his forehead.
“Chaos. I remain, as ever, thy faithful, degenerate son.” He finished reciting.
High Street, Sunnydale
Setesh scowled at the costumed children
as he drove slowly down the street. He had been having second thoughts about
staying in this new host’s body. One of the reasons he had situated in compound
in such a sparsely occupied area was because strangers would be more
noticeable. Now that decision could backfire on him. He was sure the agents of
the Tok’ra he had encountered would find it easy to find out his host’s name.
He had been so intent on escaping this world, that he had overlooked something
while sifting through his host’s memories. Simon Greeley’s memories showed that
he had stayed overnight at the motel in the nearby town. Setesh was sure that
the Tok’ra agents, and their human servants, would find it easy to track him
once they had his new host’s name.
Pulling over to the side of the road to
think. He would have to acquire a new host, and quickly. Looking around him, he
began to smile. There would be lots of screams and shouts going on tonight. One
more scream would go unnoticed. Even one filled with real terror.
Buffy stands in front of her long mirror
wearing her frock coat and a long, black wig. She’s putting a single gold
earrings through her right ear after pulling on a pair of sneakers. As Buffy turns
to inspect the white cotton breaches that hug her legs, Willow calls from
bathroom “Where're you meeting Angel?”
“Here. After trick-or-treating. Mom's
gonna be out.” Buffy answered
“Does he know about your costume?”
“Nope. Call it a blast from his past.
I'll show him I can coif with the best of 'em.” Buffy said, turning to bathroom
door. “Okay, Willow, come out. You can't hide in there all night.” she adds.
“O-okay, but, but promise you won't
laugh?” Willow asked nervously.
“I promise.” Buffy answered.
Willow opened the door and came out
wearing boots, a short, black leather skirt and a burgundy, long-sleeved,
V-necked, midriff-baring top. Nervous and uncomfortable, Willow quickly stepped
over to her ghost sheet and picked it up.
Buffy smiled. “Wow! You're a dish!” she
exclaimed as Willow tried to hide herself with the sheet. “I mean, really.”
Buffy added as she took the sheet from her and tossed it aside.
“But this just isn't me.“ Willow said as
she covered herself with her arms.
Buffy walked around Willow to show her
the mirror “And that's the point. Look, Halloween is the night that not you, is
You, but not, You. Y'know?” Tilting her head to one side, Buffy looked at
Willow. “There’s something missing.” She stated. Grinning mischievously, Buffy
pulled something from a small shopping bag and stepped behind Willow.
Willow gasped as Buffy quickly fastened
a leather collar around her neck. “Buffy! what are you doing?” Willow exclaimed
as she lifted a hand to the collar.
“Well, you have to follow the theme
tonight Willow.” Buffy explained. “If I’m gonna be Colleen. Then you have to be
Aimee.” Buffy added.
“B-but... but...” Willow stammered as
the front doorbell rang.
Buffy dragged a protesting Willow
downstairs. Pausing in front of the door, she showed Willow a metal tag the
size of a silver dollar with the name Aimee written on it. “You said you’d help
me. Y’know to show Angel that modern girls are just as interesting as those he
knew in the past.” Hiding some more writing on the back with her thumb, quickly
fastened it to the front of the collar as she added “You promised.”
Willow swallowed nervously. “Yeah.
O-o-okay.” she said.
“Cool! I can't wait for the boys to go
non-verbal when they see you!” Buffy said as she opened the door.
Xander enters saluting with his toy
rifle in his hand. “Gunnery sergeant Harris reporting for...” Xander pauses as
he gets a good look at Buffy. “Buffy! Leader of Buffdom, Captain of the good
ship Buffonia, I am in awe! That’s what a real power suit should look like!”
Buffy bowed. “Thank you, gunny.” she
said. As Xander saluted, she added “But wait till you see...” She stepped to
one side revealing Willow. “...Aimee, the slave girl.”
Willow stood there looking vulnerable,
and incredibly sexy. “Hi.” She whispered.
Xander just stared at her with his mouth
open. Buffy, grinning smugly, waved them towards the door. “Come on, time to
pick up those kids from school.”