Buffy and the Faithbot
by Faithful_chickie
Rating: NC-17
Buffy fidgeted impatiently. "Willow, when can I see it?"
"Hang on."
The little slayer paced like an expectant parent in a waiting room. It had been over a month since Willow had begun the project, and the tiny blonde found herself going crazy with anticipation.
What had started out as a simple lesson for Faith had quickly turned into something else, and now Buffy couldn't wait to see her new toy.
The redhead called out, "Okay Buffy, you can come in."
Easing the door open, the little slayer slipped in, slowly descending the basement stairs. "Finally. Geez Wil, you'd think that you were..." Her voice trailed off as she gazed at the beautiful brunette robot. "Oh my god, Wil. She looks identical to Faith."
Willow smiled proudly. "You think so?"
"Yessss... totally." Buffy cocked her head in fascination. "Did you program her to be like Faith? You know..." She peered up at Willow blushing. "Kinda smart alecky and tough..." She hesistated before adding, "... and a bit slutty too."
"Trust me. She's almost more like Faith than the real Faith." The witch grinned and glanced at the pleased little slayer. "Are you ready?"
"Uh-huh." Holding her breath, Buffy's pretty green eyes grew impossibly large as Willow reached behind Faith's left ear.
"Her on button is right here. It just needs to be depressed lightly to shut her down." Beckoning her closer, Willow took Buffy's hand in her own. "Here. You do the honors."
With delicate precision the tiny slayer's fingertips brushed up against the spot. Gently, Buffy pressed the soft skin just behind the ear. She stepped back quickly and gazed at Willow's creation.
Faithbot opened her eyes and immediately grinned. "Hey there. Whassup?"
Buffy stared in utter amazement. Even the voice was perfect; exactly Faith's. It was that sexy, throaty tone that sent goose bumps all along Buffy's flesh.
Shaking her head to clear it, the tiny blonde turned toward her friend. "Wil, how...? Even the gleam in her eyes is right... the Buffybot's were sort of vacant."
"Not anymore. I actually figured out the spell when I was repairing Buffybot last time." The witch held up her hands. "But don't get mad. I didn't have it down that well with Buffybot. Now I do, so your Faithbot is still much more realistic than the Buffybot."
"Good." Buffy's eyes twinkled as she announced, "Time to plan a road trip to L.A. Come on Faithbot."
"Right behind ya, B." The bot hopped to her feet and followed her blonde little owner out of the basement.
Buffy kept glancing over her shoulder at the Faithbot. It really seemed extraordinary. *Willow is a genius!* She smiled at the sexy bot, blushing slightly when it winked at her. "Um... Faithbot, go wait for me in the kitchen, okay?"
"Sure. You got it, B. Whatever you want." The dimpled grin she gave the little slayer made Buffy's knees go weak.
Quickly checking her watch, the tiny blonde peeked into the kitchen. Any minute now and Dawn would be home for school. This would be a great test for the bot. Could Faithbot fool Dawn and Xander? She had no real reason to doubt it would. They'd even been fooled by the spacey Buffybot. But still the experiment was fun for Buffy. She continued to crouch around the corner, waiting like the mischievous little slayer she once was.
Finally the back door swung open and Dawn bounded in with Xander close at her heels.
"Buffster, your daily Dawn delivery." He quipped, his words trailing off as he caught sight of the Faithbot. Pulling the teenager behind him, Xander asked a bit fearfully, "Where's Buffy?!"
The bot peered up, giving him an almost bored look. "Don't know. I'm waitin' for her too." Faithbot still fiddled with the pen she was holding. She had been applying her own ink tattoo.
"Xander, cut it out!" Dawn rushed over and enthusiastically hugged her. "Omigod, I'm so glad that you're here visiting." Looking around, the young brunette turned back toward her friend. "Hey, are you here to return Buffybot because of Buffy? She's still pretty pissed, you know. I think she's been plotting some sort of revenge so be careful."
"Buffybot?"
Buffy rushed into the room. "Hey guys."
"B, what's this Buffybot that the kid is talking about?"
Dawn's eyes went wide. "Faith has amnesia! You did a spell on her and took her Buffybot, didn't you?!"
Faithbot angrily stood up. "B, I want my Buffybot back now!"
"Huh?" Buffy quickly opened the basement door. "Wil, get up here!"
"Yeah Red. Get your ass up here. Apparently, Buffy took something of mine," the pretty bot complained bitterly.
Hearing the commotion, the little witch hurried up the stairs. "What? What's going on?"
Dawn pointed accusingly at Buffy. "She took Faith's memory and her Buffybot!"
"Dawnie, no. This isn't Faith."
Xander and Dawn's gaze immediately shifted back to the bot.
"No way! Really? But she's so... Faithlike." Xander's eyes traveled over the bot in awe.
Dawn merely squealed with excitement, hugging the Faithbot super hard then reaching for her sister. "Omigod, you're, like, so cool Buffy! Wow, a Faithbot!" She bounced excitedly.
"Where's my Buffybot?" the brunette bot asked, still agitated.
Willow touched her shoulder. "Faithbot, you never had one. Dawn was confused."
That answer seemed to satisfy the sexy robot; she believed Willow. Willow was her friend. With a shrug, Faithbot headed toward the back door, mumbling, "I need a cigarette."
"Faithbot, don't go far," Buffy instructed, secretly pleased when the bot gave her a bratty wave.
The slayer followed closely behind the robot, watching with amusement as Faithbot casually strolled through the cemetery, whistling and twirling her stake. She was so like Faith; it was wonderful.
Now they could have fun without all those past unpleasantries between them. Maybe, she should just keep her bot after all, and forget about the trip to L.A.
Buffy's thoughts were interrupted by the sexy bot suddenly halting ahead of her.
"Hey B, over here."
The little blonde rushed to Faithbot's side but saw nothing. She turned to question the slayerbot and was immediately shoved to the ground. "HEY!"
Grinning, the beautiful brunette straddled her and leaned close. "There are no evil-doers out tonight... except for me. 'Cause I'm bad..." The bot winked at her. "Reallyyyy bad. You like that, don't ya, B?"
Buffy swallowed hard, staring up at the bot. She nodded, breathlessly.
"Yeah, you do. You want me to be wicked bad, don't ya? Tell me, B." Faithbot spoke in a husky tone.
"Uh-huh." Buffy panted, licking her lips as she met the bot's dark gaze.
Pressing near the little blonde's ear, Faithbot whispered. "You're in luck... because B, I was built to be bad."
"Oh god... ahhhh." Buffy moaned as the Faithbot's hand traveled skillfully under her skirt. Soon the bot's fingertips were lightly tracing patterns along the crotch of Buffy's little panties.
"C'mon B. Tell me what you want me to do... I'm yours. I was made for you."
The tiny blonde began to tremble. "Faith... oh Faith, please... please, go down on me."
"Thought you'd never ask." Faithbot grinned mischievously, pulling up Buffy's skirt. She crawled down the slayer's body and glanced at the soaked panties. "Hey, you wet yourself!" The bot exclaimed, cocking her head. "No, wait." She pressed her face to the damp cotton and took a deep breath. "Huh? It isn't pee." She sniffed Buffy carefully. "Mmmmm... it smells really sweet. I like it... what's this creamy stuff?"
Buffy peered down nervously, "What the hell are you doing?!" She pushed away the confused bot.
"Actually, I don't know anymore, B. Red didn't program this part." Faithbot looked worriedly at the pretty blonde. "I know how to be sexy but not how to have sex... You're supposed to teach me the rest of the game."
Buffy's eyes grew large. "I'm supposed to what with you?! Hunh?! How?" The little slayer's voice faltered. She had no idea what to do. It wasn't like she was the most worldly lover. Her experience consisted of four guys and two of those were one-time things.
"You're supposed to teach me." The bot kicked at the ground suddenly frustrated that Willow had decided against programming those skills. "I guess you'll have to tell me what to do... or show me."
Stumbling to her feet, Buffy awkwardly smoothed down her skirt. Purposely, she avoided all eye contact with the beautiful brunette, surveying the cemetery as she spoke. "I'm sorry, Faithbot. I can't do that."
"Okay. No worries." Waiting until her fellow slayer faced her, the sexy bot gazed at the apprehensive young woman and smiled. "And no need to apologize either. I'm sure someone else will educate me."
Buffy furrowed her brow in disbelief. *Did she just say what I think she said?!* The bluntness of the bot's words stunned her... then seriously pissed her off!
Not only had the Faithbot trivialized the role that Buffy had played in her very existence, but in the same breath, the bot had also just announced her intention to be promiscuous. *HOW DARE SHE?!* Gold- flecked green eyes narrowed as they took in the casual demeanor accompanying the brunette's seemingly offhand remark.
Unaware of her blunder, Faithbot gave the pretty blonde a dimpled grin. "Hey B, ready to go?" Snickering, the slayerbot added, "This place is reeeeally dead."
Ignoring the joke, Buffy stormed off with her hands balled into tight little fists. *I guess those kisses meant nothing! Glad to know that absolutely anyone will do! Argh! It's truly unbelievable! My love-life is so officially doomed! Now even machines only want casual sex from me!*
Scowling and cursing, the small superhero stomped past at least three freshly dug up graves, all of which, escaped her notice. Her private rant currently occupied center stage in her thoughts. *Why do I always have the worst luck?!*
By the time she'd reached the exit, the slayer was muttering out loud to herself. "And of course, I get the bot that doesn't know how! Ugh! What's with that?! And how is that even possible?! She's a FAITH-BOT, for crying out loud! So what kind of crapola is that?! Ooh, I'm so gonna talk to Willow -- Grrrrr!"
Too cranky to climb over, Buffy simply crushed the padlock in her hand and shoved open the gate. The effort scarcely distracted her from her flagrant fuming, allowing the indignant little blonde to pick up some steam. "Suuuuure, everyone else gets a bot that's devoted! And what do I get?! A SLUTBOT!... No wait! Correction! She's just a wannabe-slutbot! Errgh... actually knows zilch! More like a teasebot!"
The slayer continued to grouse, conveniently forgetting that she had specifically requested Faithbot to be identical, from lips to leather... with a smoking habit and a bad attitude to boot.
Fidgeting a bit, Buffy peered into the darkness, waiting for the achingly sexy robot to catch up. She leaned back, trying to relax... maybe gain a little perspective. But one big realization kept returning... *Faithbot's a virgin.*
Her biggest gripe needed to be spoken. She shouted loudly, hoping Faithbot was near. "At least the Buffybot put out!"
Following the grumbles reluctantly, Faithbot glimpsed her owner already at the cemetery gate. She had intentionally lost sight of the tiny blonde, uncertain of how to respond to the smaller girl's escalating anger.
Distance seemed the best solution, considering nothing regarding her fellow slayer's foul mood seemed to compute. The Faithbot had reviewed her memory for the minutes just prior to Buffy's tirade and the minutes following. As far as the bot was concerned, she was the one who had been slighted, not Buffy.
The prissy slayer had actually gone cold when she learned Faithbot still needed the other half of her "special" training. For some inexplicable reason, the redhead had chosen to leave only that portion of her programming incomplete. It hadn't really troubled Faithbot until tonight.
Buffy's reaction had left the new slayer both bitterly disappointed and puzzled. Faithbot had just assumed the tiny blonde would have no objections to coaching her. She was a good student; Red had told her so. *Too bad the witch didn't just take care of all my education. It would have been simplier.*
Didn't matter though... if the uberslayer was too busy to make a contribution and assist Faithbot in her overall success, then she'd just have to go elsewhere.
Being able to take sex from flirting to fucking was of critical importance to the sultry bot. She wanted to be able to operate well in the same arenas as the other Faith. Developing her Faithy-ness was as much of a mission to the beautiful bot as fighting evil. Both directives had not only been hardwired, but charmed with a Willow spell as well. It gave the Faithbot an incredible sense of purpose.
And part of that purpose was the nutty little blonde she was currently observing.
*Christ! Time to deal.* With a sigh, the badass bot stood up and approached her ruffled but still quite adorable owner.
PART 5 - Buffy Admits Her Problem
Glimpsing some movement, Buffy straightened up. Her eyes instinctively squinted at the distant shape. *Beastie or Bot?*
It didn't take long for her to recognize the swagger though. With a smirk, she relaxed her stance, waiting for the bot come over.
"Hey." Faithbot flicked her cigarette casually and glanced around. "So nothing over here either... uh, ya ready to go?"
"Auuurgh!" The little blonde growled at her, grabbing the bot's hand, and yanking her along. After they were down the street a bit, Buffy let go with a gruff order. "Don't wander off."
"I didn't."
That earned Faithbot a sideways glance.
"Then stick close!"
"Whatever." Faithbot grunted under her breath.
She strolled next to the blonde in silence, stealing peeks at the huffy slayer.
After about the fourth or fifth glance, Buffy snapped at her. "WHAT?!"
"Just wonderin' about what happened, yunno... why you were gonna have sex with me, but then you can't teach me how!"
Buffy was somewhat surprised that the Faithbot not only noticed her lack of logic but wanted to sort it out.
Blushing delicately, she eventually stammered. "I wouldn't know what to tell you... or what to do... I... I guess if I had more experience in general it could work but...." Buffy peered at the attentive bot uncomfortably. "Don't take this wrong, Faithbot... but I just don't think I could, because of... of how little you know. Do you understand what I mean?"
"Oh." Faithbot looked away.
But no real thought was needed here; for a bad girl, the solution was easy.
"B, here's the plan. I go find some whore... or actually any random fuck, just someone that won't be bothered by my inexperience. An' I have sex with them first. Yunno, use 'em and... discard 'em." The slayerbot announced, "I'll go to a bar tomorrow night."
Buffy stiffened at the suggestion, saying nothing as she fished around for her house key.
Grinning, the brunette asked, "So B, if I just go fuck a few people first then we can do it, right?"
The slayer winced before replying. "No. I don't want you having sex with anyone else."
"What?! What am I supposed to do?! I gotta have sex, B!" The leather- clad beauty furrowed her brow and began to pace. "I might start having system malfunctions or something."
Buffy fidgeted nervously. "We can still kiss... That wouldn't be weird." Faithbot stopped and stared at her. "That would help too, shouldn't it?"
"I guess." The brunette sulked.
"Ooh! I can get you some books," the tiny slayer offered brightly, suddenly excited.
The sexy bot fought back a smirk, instead sullenly mumbling. "Alright."
Hearing her owner’s voice, the Faithbot put down her book and went to fetch the little blonde. She needed her in order to complete one of the chapter exercises.
“Hey B. Up here.” The brunette cocked her head and grinned as Buffy fumbled with what she was carrying.
The slayer glanced up, startled. “Faithbot, what are you doing? And where is everyone?”
“Don’t know, I guess they’re still in the basement. Red was helping Dawn with some project thingy for school.”
“Ooo-kay.” Buffy set down her packages still looking a bit puzzled as she shrugged out of her coat. “And what were you doing?”
“My homework.” Faithbot smirked as the color slowly rose in Buffy’s cheeks, explaining. “I told Red about our little chat. And so after you left for work, she took me to the campus bookstore. Pretty cool, don’t ya think?”
“Uh... yeah... really cool.” Blushing hard, the tiny blonde peered around to make sure no one was actually within earshot. “What kind of books did you buy?”
“Yunno B, educational. Now come up here. I need you for a learning exercise.” Faithbot turned and went back into Buffy’s bedroom.
Within a few minutes, the small slayer had followed. Hesitantly, she pushed open the door. “What kind of exercise?”
“The one from the book. I’m doing what you said B.” Faithbot smiled proudly. “I’m halfway through this one.” She held up the gynecology text book.
Buffy’s face paled as her eyes darted about, taking in the preparations that her Faithbot had obviously made. The blanket had been stripped from the bed, and the pillows were stacked and angled. The little slayer guessed it was probably to prop her up better.
“Faith, those aren’t the kind of books that I was talking about.” Buffy nervously looked back over at the beautiful brunette. The bot was smiling, seeming quite pleased.
“B, you called me Faith. That’s the first time that you’ve done that.” Grabbing Buffy, her lips crashed down on the blonde’s demonstrating her delight as the tiny slayer went weak in her arms. Slowly, she pulled back, still grinning. “I like that name... better than Faithbot.”
Dazed, Buffy merely nodded as the Faithbot gently steered her over to a chair and instructed her to strip. That managed to register.
“WHAT?!”
“Just remove all your clothing and place it on this chair. I’ll be back in a minute to examine you.” The brunette patted her reassuringly. “Don’t worry B. It’s not for sex. It’s just so I can learn where everything is.”
“Faithbot... I mean, Faith. This really isn’t what I had in mind.” Panic crept into Buffy’s voice as she noted the bot’s determined expression.
“Whaddya mean, this isn’t what you had in mind?! You’re the one who said I needed to read books, so I’m readin’ books!” Faithbot stepped toward Buffy, raising her voice in frustration. “I don’t get you B! It’s like nothing I try to do is good enough!”
The look of hurt and confusion on Faithbot’s face hit a nerve. Lowering her eyes and with cheeks burning, Buffy softly mumbled, “Okay.”
Faithbot carefully collected the items that she needed and returned. Knocking first, she eased open the door not wanting to rattle Buffy further.
“Hey.” She greeted the nervous little blonde warmly, noting that Buffy was shaking. “B, shhhh... I’m not gonna hurt you. Relax.”
“How can I relax?! I feel like a piece of meat!” The tiny slayer’s tone was almost tearful as she sat crouched up in the middle of her bed, her knees drawn tight under her chin.
“Here.” Faithbot sat next to her, urging her to lay back. “See. No biggie.” The brunette’s eyes traveled leisurely over Buffy’s nude form.
“What?” The little slayer squeaked, self-consciously.
“Uh, nothing. Except... well... wow.” Faithbot grinned. “You’re wicked hot, B.”
Buffy blushed again, asking, “You think so?”
“Fuck yeah!” The bot suddenly shook her head and picked up her textbook, quickly consulting it. “Wait. I’m not supposed to say that.”
“Why? Are we playing doctor?” The little slayer giggled.
Still reading from her book, Faithbot briefed her. “I’m going to be identifying the anatomy of your sexual and reproductive organs. First, so that I can better see everything, I’m gonna shave you.” She missed Buffy’s horrified expression as she reached down to pet the short, light-colored down covering the small slayer’s tight pussy.
Gasping, Buffy finally managed to voice her objection. “Faith, I don’t think that’s necessary. My hair is short enough.” She stammered as she spread her legs a bit. “See, I keep it really short.”
The bot immediately leaned close, peering at it with great interest. “Yes, you do.” Her dark gaze flickered back up meeting Buffy’s eyes as she spoke. “I just want to do it by the book, B. I swear I won’t cut you.”
She waited expectantly until Buffy gradually spread her legs wider and whispered, “Okay.”
The tension thickened as Faithbot very methodically performed the task, touching the slayer’s warm pussy with a carefulness that bordered on reverence.
Buffy watched anxiously. Eventually intrigued by Faithbot’s gentle caresses, the act started becoming erotic for the small slayer. Biting back a moan, Buffy shivered as the beautiful bot crouched close to finish by very thoroughly patting and wiping her little pussy dry.
“There. All done,” the bad-girl bot announced, stealing a peek at Buffy’s flushed features. “B, are you okay? Doesn’t itch or nothin’, does it?”
Before she could answer, Faithbot was gently powdering her. *Huh?* She peered up at the bot amused, thinking that the last time she was powdered had to be when she was still in diapers.
“That should help,” Faithbot informed, tenderly touching the area before lifting her gaze. She stared at her pretty owner for a moment, slowly giving her a naughty grin. With her eyes locked on the tiny blonde’s face, she very deliberately ran her fingertips along Buffy’s wet slit.
“Oh god!” The small slayer moaned loudly as she arched up.
“Ready for your exam now, B?”
"Yes." Buffy's voice was barely more than a whisper. She gasped as Faithbot gently spread her lips apart. The cool air tickled her exposed flesh. She could literally feel the sticky juices running down her inner thighs. "Faith... I... oh god..."
The bot seemed not to notice Buffy's plight as she continued to consult her book. Licking her fingertips, the brunette carefully reached out with her other hand and touched the slayer's swollen clit.
"Ahhhh... Fai... pleaseee..."
"Dang! I guess it's sensitive." Faithbot observed, glancing up at the squirming slayer. She smirked and asked, "Do you like that, B? I can touch it more if you want."
"Oh yessss... more...." Buffy's eyes fluttered shut and she swallowed as the bot tenderly caressed her clitoris, even giving it a naughty pinch.
"Now, let's take a tour of the inside." The slayerbot crawled onto the bed next to her and pulled Buffy gently into her arms. She nuzzled the blonde's ear, muttering, "It's okay B. I won't hurt you. I promise."
Without warning, the brunette bot stuffed a finger inside of Buffy and delicately felt around.
"Oomph!" The tiny slayer grunted, taken aback by the sudden invasion. "Faith... don't." Her protests were muffled by her Faithbot's kisses.
The brunette pulled back, whispering. "Shhh B. Jus' gimme a sec here."
Buffy relaxed as the bot continued her gentle probing, closing her eyes she mumbled, "Alright."
"Wow B. You're soooo soft inside. Mmmmm... damn, this is great." Faithbot sighed, curling her finger and tenderly stroking the slayer's g-spot. She smiled as Buffy groaned and clung to her. "Yunno, the baby lives up there. Jus' a bit higher. It must be a good place... B, I think I want you to have my baby."
"Huh?" Buffy shook her head and tried to pull away but Faithbot held her tightly, flicking her thumb over the tiny blonde's swollen clit. "Omigod... ahhhhh... oh Faaaith... right there... mmm...yesss!"
"That's right B. C'mon." Faithbot growled into the small slayer's ear as she moved her hand faster. "This is what you wanted... right?"
"Wha... Faith... oh god... unhhhh!"
"Faster... harder... isn't that what you want, B?! Hmmm? For Faith to fuck you!" The dark slayerbot groaned, pinning Buffy beneath her as she fucked her harder.
Shaking uncontrollably, the tiny slayer came with a scream. Her nails dug in Faithbot's back as tears rolled down her cheeks. "Unh... umm.. ohhh.." Her whimpers were kissed away by her smiling bot.
"Shhh... it's okay, B. I got you." Faithbot lifted Buffy into her arms and cradled her as the blonde cried softly.
Dawn and Willow exchanged a knowing look.
"Buffy isn't... um, you know with the Faithbot? Is she?!" Xander lifted his eyes toward the stairs. But his question was soon answered as Buffy's moans grew louder.
"Buffy?" Willow knocked on the door again when she heard Buffy's giggles. "Buffy!"
"Umm, what? Hehehe..." Buffy clung tightly to Faithbot as the brunette kissed her tummy and headed lower. "Faithy, that tickles... hehehe... nooo... wait a sec, someone's out there." More delighted squeals could be heard, then Buffy clearing her throat. "Uhmm, what'd you need, Wil?"
"That's it! Open this door!"
"Uhhh... can't. Kind of busy here. Come back later." The little slayer moaned out the last part.
Willow chanted, throwing open the door.
"Eek!" The tiny blonde dove for the covers. "Don't you knock?!"
"I have been! Two days is long enough! Buffy, you and Faithbot get dressed and go out slaying, right now!" The witch scowled at her best friend and the grinning bot. "Spike is waiting downstairs."
"Oh... oops." The slayer giggled and turned back toward her Faithbot. "I guess it's time to slay."
Faithbot glanced at the window, noting the darkness. "Yep. Time to slay! Vampires beware!" She jumped to her feet and began pulling on her leather pants.
Buffy lay back to watch her. "Do you know how yummy you look in leather?"
The sexy bot glanced down at herself. "Yummier than I look naked?"
"No, of course not." The little slayer giggled and reached for Faithbot. "I love you." Everyone froze. It was obvious that the words had just slipped out.
Willow met Buffy's stunned look as she ushered Dawn from the hall. "We'll wait with Spike."
Nodding, the blonde peered up at Faithbot, waiting for the robot's reaction.
In typical Faithbot fashion, she responded with a question. "Is it because I give you sexual pleasure? Is that why you love me?"
"Yes but that's not the only reason." Buffy struggled not only to explain but to understand herself.
"That's not love, B." Faithbot continued to dress, undaunted.
"I love your personality too." For some reason, guilt began to eat at the tiny slayer.
"I see. The Faith part, right? The robot crap bothers you; don't lie." The beautiful brunette pulled on her jacket and headed for the door. "C'mon B, we have slaying to do."
"Wait, Faith, can't we talk about this?" Buffy scrambled from the bed and began to dress.
"Sure. Talk. I can hear you just fine." Faithbot leaned up against the doorframe, smiling as her flustered little owner tried to get dressed.
"Urrrgh!" Buffy was having a hard time locating her panties. "Um, okay then. Tell me how you feel."
"Hmm... how I feel? How about I just give you my assessment? How's that?"
"Fine!" Buffy yanked on her pants, somewhat annoyed by her Faithbot's coy response. "Give me your assessment then. But hurry up. Spike's waiting for us."
"Well, you're in love with my personality when I'm like Faith and you love sex with me because I look like Faith so I'm coming to the conclusion that you're in love with Faith not me." Faithbot arched an eyebrow as Buffy hefted a shoe in her direction.
"Errrh! You are so infuriating when you're all Willowy logic girl! But you just happen to be wrong this time, so there!" The little blonde stuck out her tongue, growling when Faithbot laughed. "Ooh! Just wait downstairs! Damn you!"
"Aww forget you! You big baby!" The bot waved her off, turning to leave.
"Wait... Faithbot?"
The sexy slayerbot glanced back at her. "What?"
"Do you love me?" After asking, Buffy held her breath; she wasn't sure what she was hoping to hear.
Faithbot lowered her eyes and walked out of the room.
"Hey! I asked you a question, Faithbot!" Angrily, the little slayer rushed from the room.
"No."
Buffy stood, still topless with a shocked look on her face as she sputtered, "But... but all the sex and... why?!" Her tone was almost tearful. "Why all the sex if you don't love me?"
"For the fun of it." Faithbot snapped, going to the weapons chest and ignoring their audience that now ogled the two. "B, go get dressed. It's time to go slaying."
Sobs could be heard as Buffy rushed back to her room and slammed the door.
Faithbot turned to Willow. "Can you go explain for me? I know that you understand my reasoning."
The sexy bot sadly collected the weapons not meeting anyone's gaze. She felt alone even when the others were around.
Dawn watched her friend. Wanting to cheer her up, the teen offered to tell Faithbot her favorite stories, Buffybot tales. "Do you want to hear about Buffybot and parent/teacher day?"
"Yes. Tell me about Bbot." The Faithbot sat down happily.
Willow hesitantly entered the little slayer's room. "Buffy, we really need to talk."
Sitting up, the tiny blonde wiped her face and nodded.
"Tell me again why you wanted a Faithbot." The witch took a seat next to her best friend. Buffy took a couple of deep breaths but didn't speak. "How long do you want to pretend?"
"I don't know what you mean." Buffy got up and began to pace.
"Buffy, look at me. This is Willow you're talking to." The redhead waited until the little slayer faced her. "How long before you take the bot to L.A.?"
"I wasn't going to." Buffy folded her arms over her chest and made her angry face. "But since you built me a defective bot, maybe I will."
Willow held up her hand. "Now wait a minute. She's a good slayerbot; not a sex toy. You didn't ask for a sex toy. Nor would I have built you one. Buffy, if you're in love with Faith go and tell her. Stop screwing around."
"But it would be easier with Faithbot." Buffy pouted.
"She's not going to love you. She knows that she's being used." Willow watched as the tiny blonde grabbed her jacket.
"I have to go slaying."
"Buffy, don't be angry. If you're going to keep her, take it for what it's worth and don't expect more." Shaking her head, the witch called out, "It's not the bot's fault."
Tossing more chips into the center, Faithbot goaded her owner. "Come on, B. Go for it."
She grinned as the tiny blonde grunted. "Alright. I'll see that bet."
Spike chewed his straw and set down his cards. "I fold. Too rich for my blood."
"Whaddya have B?"
Buffy shrieked excitedly, placing down her cards. "Two pair!"
"Whoa! That really sucks. Cuz I gotta full house. You lose!" The sexy bot smirked. "Poker jus' ain't your game, babe."
"Is sooo my game." The little slayer slurred reaching for the bottle that her and Spike had been sharing.
"Nope. I have to agree with your bot here. Slayer, you suck at poker." The vampire snorted, pulling the Jack Daniels away and taking a swig.
Faithbot suddenly turned to look at Spike. "Why'd you stop loving Buffybot?"
"Huh?!" Both the vampire and the little slayer were caught by surprise.
"Why would you even ask that?!" Buffy unsteadily rose to her feet. "Oh, never mind!" She staggered toward the crypt door, grabbing her coat on the way. "We have to go anyway. Faithbot, time to leave!"
"Nah. I'm good here. Bye." The robot ignored her owner and dealt another hand while the vampire worriedly glanced between the two of them.
"Uh, I think you better go." Spike hedged, not wanting to piss Buffy off.
"Fine. We'll talk about this some other time." Scooping up her chips, Faithbot followed after Buffy. "I'll cash these later." She winked at the vampire when her little boss wasn't looking. "Goodnight Spikey."
Buffy bitterly shoved Faithbot out ahead of her. "Why are you so curious about Buffybot? Buffybot this and Buffybot that! It's totally annoying. And you know, I'm really getting tired of all your questions too."
"Why?"
"Aaaaargh! That's not funny!" The tiny slayer shook her fists at the brunette.
Grinning, Faithbot shrugged. "Aw, c'mon. It kinda was."
Buffy growled and stormed off, leaving Faithbot glancing back toward Spike's crypt.
PART 10 - Someone Else In Mind
Faithbot slipped back into the crypt. She walked over to the vampire and dropped her chips. "Cash these."
Spike looked up, startled. "Uh, well about that, slayer. See, I don't exactly have any cash at the moment."
Grabbing him roughly by the neck, the Faithbot lifted him from his chair. "It's not cash I want. You're going to tell me everything about Buffybot. Got it?!"
"Willow, I'm home." Buffy stumbled in, slurring her words still.
"Buffy!" The witch hurried downstairs and switched on the light. "Oh, you're drunk! Where were you and where's Faithbot?"
Waving her hand, the little blonde declared. "Don't know and I don't care! Errrh, she's just so... so..."
"Faithlike?"
"That's not what I was going to say." Buffy pouted as she plopped down into her chair. "At least when Faith used to look at me, it made me feel special." The tiny slayer's tone was wistful. "Faithbot just wants to... to... ugh, fuck!"
Willow took her friend's hand. "And that makes you feel used? Interesting... and here I thought it was you using the bot."
"Alright! Enough moral high ground from you." Stretching, the blonde peered up sleepily. "Do you think Faith will talk to me if I go see her?"
"Is that a real question? Buffy, Faith loves you. You should have seen her when she opened her birthday present. Dawn switched Buffybot on, and she almost cried."
"That's just it. She might like that lousy piece of machinery more than me."
"Well, what else has she had? You never gave her a chance," the witch cautiously remarked, noting Buffy's frown.
"So what exactly am I supposed to do? Wil, you just have no idea how hard it will be! Working things out with Faith... I don't even know if that can be done at this point." Buffy turned away.
"I don't know what to tell you. Except that you're right; it will be a lot of work. I guess you just need to decide what you really want and if it's worth the risk." Tapping the slayer's leg, the redhead made her solemn face and headed out of the room. "Goodnight, Buffy."
Sitting by herself, Buffy began to cry. She raised her hand and dragged it nervously through her golden locks then picked up the phone.
"Fuck! Who'd be calling so late?!" the dark slayer complained, getting up.
"No. Let me greet them, please," Buffybot shrieked excitedly. She loved answering the phone.
"Alright, babe." The brunette grinned at her cute little girlfriend, watching as the bot lifted the phone and cheerfully said hello.
Buffy scowled at the sound of her own voice.
"Who is it, Bbot?" Faith slipped behind her and began kissing her ear. The little bot giggled, tickled by Faith's kisses. She tried to concentrate, pulling away slightly.
"I do not know. They have not told me," Buffybot responded, before carefully asking, "Who is this, please?"
Buffy's tears flowed more freely as she listened to their banter.
"Well, Bbot?"
"I'm still not sure. I can only hear breathing." Buffybot sounded perplexed.
"Wait, whaddya mean jus' breathing? Hey!" Grabbing the phone from Buffybot, Faith shouted, "Ya frickin' pervert! That's my girlfriend. If you ever call here again I'll bust you up, got that?! Freak!"
Clutching the receiver, Buffy smiled when she heard Faith's voice. She wanted to say hi, but she didn't have the nerve. She just sat, holding the phone long after her fellow slayer hung up. *No, it's best just to leave things alone.*
Faithbot suddenly stood up. "Thanks for all the info. I have to go now."
"No, you can stay. I'm kind of enjoying myself here." The vampire sipped the last bit of Jack Daniels and tossed the bottle.
"It's late."
"No, it's not. The evening's young. Besides, how would you know? You're not wearing a bloody watch." Spike leaned back, snickering.
The Faithbot arched an eyebrow.
"Uh, yeah. Never mind." Spike awkwardly got up and walked her to the door. "Do me a favor and don't repeat any of what I said to Buffy."
"Not a problem," the leather-clad bot promised easily as she exited the crypt.
"Faith!" Buffy sat up, startled.
"Shhh... yeah, B. It's me. What's wrong?" The sexy bot crouched next to the small slayer.
"Nothing. I guess I fell asleep down here." She shook her head and peered over at the clock. "What time is it?"
"Three- thirty, I think." Faithbot helped the disoriented girl from her chair. "C'mon B, let's go to bed."
Buffy nodded and stumbled along with her bot, grumbling. "Where have you been? I was waiting for you."
"Sorry. Just went for a walk," the bot fibbed.
*She's Faith... but not.* The petite slayer glanced at her leather- clad toy, feeling sad.
Gently, the beautiful bot undressed her and stripped off her own clothes, pulling Buffy into her arms.
"Faith?" Buffy rolled over and faced her.
"Yes?"
"Make love to me. Please." Tears shone in her emerald eyes as desperation tinged her voice.
"Sex? Right." The bot missed the little slayer's cringe. "No problem, B. Whenever you want." Grinning, she flipped Buffy onto her back and headed down the slayer's tight little body.
Buffy squeezed her eyes shut, gasping as she quickly came all over the bot's pretty face. "Ahhhh... Faith," the golden slayer whispered softly, peeking down at Faithbot. She fell asleep with that lovely image in her head... Bad-girl Faith licking her pussy. *Mmmm..*
...continued in To Each Her Own...