To Each Her Own
by Faithful_chickie
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: These characters are the property of Joss Whedon.
Spoilers: Season seven of BTVS & three of Angel.
Dedication: To dale r millson. Thank you for the title and the lovely
chats.
Feedback: Yes, Pleaseee.
"Knock, knock."
"Who's there?" Buffybot literally beamed. She loved these jokes. They reminded her of the old days with Willow and her other friends.
"Olive." Faith grinned. This was one that Fred had given her.
"Olive who?" The tiny bot clasped her hands, barely able to contain her excitement.
"Olive you."
"Eeeeeee!" Buffybot shrieked gleefully. "I love you too." She rushed over and hugged Faith. "Thank you." Then ran from the room to tell it to the others.
Smirking, the slayer shook her head and sat down. She reached under her bed and removed an old battered shoe box. Opening it carefully, the brunette took out the framed picture of Buffy.
"Faith. Faith, can you come down here?" Cordelia was calling for her.
Studying the photo for another moment, Faith sighed and put it away. "Be right there, Cordy."
"Wil, what are you talking about?!" Buffy rushed into the kitchen where Dawn stood holding the note that Willow had just shown her.
Snatching the piece of paper from her little sister, the slayer scanned the contents, groaning as she came to the last line. "How could this happen?! Why would Faithbot leave?"
"I don't know exactly, Buffy." The witch gently led the teary-eyed blonde to a chair and urged her to sit down. "Dawn thinks that she knows where Faithbot has gone."
Faith sat watching as Buffybot pulled the tray from the oven. "Chocolate-chip cookies!" the bot announced in a chipper tone. "Have one while they are warm and squishy." She tried to hand the hot cookie sheet to the slayer who yelped in pain and dropped it to the floor. "Oops!" Buffybot cried out in alarm. "Oh no! Help! Help! I have injured Faith!"
Cordelia and Fred came running. The thin little Texan led the bot into the other room while Cordy attended to Faith.
"Shhh... it's okay, Buffybot. You didn't mean to." Fred tried to comfort the startled blonde. She held the bot and rocked her gently. "Please don't be so sad, Buffybot."
The tiny slayerbot pulled away and asked, "Fred, will you keep my secret?"
Surprised, the slender brunette merely nodded.
"I am sad also about my relationship with Faith. I think the magic is missing."
Fred grinned slightly. "Buffybot, have you been watching those soap operas again?"
Faithbot stepped off the bus and slipped on her sunglasses. She smirked when she noticed several male passengers checking her out. With a chuckle, she took her bag from the driver. "Yeah, thanks."
"No problem, miss. I can check that address for you now." The driver offered with a smile.
"Way cool. Here." The sexy bot held out the business card that she had taken from Buffy's wallet.
"You're in luck, gorgeous. That isn't far."
"What happened?" Cordelia asked, holding ice over the burn.
"Aw, you know how Buffybot and Fred sometimes get... scattered." Faith chuckled. "They're both cute that way. Kinda ding-a-lings. But yunno, me and Gunn even love that about them." She shrugged. "So my bot accidentally burned my hand, at least she baked me cookies." The slayer waved to the mess on the floor, and Cordy laughed.
"Alright, you've got a point."
"Heck yeah I do." Faith smiled wistfully. "I get the Buffy without getting the bitch."
Meeting the slayer's dark gaze, Cordy replied, "But the bitchiness is a part of Buffy as much as... oh, I hate to admit this... as much as those cute cupie doll looks."
Faith grinned. "Ha! So you finally admit it, Buffy's a babe."
"Okay, shut up! Of course, I admit it. It's obvious. Just like it's obvious that I'm a babe. It can't really be denied. Some things just are."
The slayer still couldn't resist teasing the ex-cheerleader. "Okay, whatever you say." She casually got up and strolled into the other room, calling out, "Hey Bbot, Cordy thinks you're a cutie."
The little bot smiled happily. "Thank you."
Shaking her head, Cordelia followed the brunette into the other room. "Keep ice on it. Here." She handed the icepack to Faith and headed upstairs.
"Cordy, where are you going?" Fred asked, still hugging Buffybot close. She so adored the blonde bot. It wasn't unusual for her to hold hands with her or hug her whenever she had the chance. Amazingly, Faith took this in stride. After all, Buffybot was just so dang sweet.
"I have some shopping to do and some errands to run." The seer turned toward the leather-clad brunette. "Faith, you're still coming with, aren't you?"
"You bet. I'll meet you at the car. I'm gonna have a smoke."
Buffybot snuggled up in Fred's arm, sighing. The two were lying on the couch together like they did every afternoon, watching their favorite channel, Discovery Science.
Faithbot stood outside the Hyperion. Double-checking the address, the leather-clad bot nervously chewed her lip. She was going to finally meet the Buffybot. After hearing so many stories, Faithbot felt like she already knew the little blonde bot. The excitement over at last seeing her was electifying.
The sexy slayer bot closed her eyes and smiled. Tiny surges were dancing over her circuits.
"Faith, whatcha doing there, girl?" Gunn smirked as he and Wesley walked up. He reached out and opened the door, holding it for her. "Come on."
"Faith!" Buffybot beamed, sitting up as Fred went to kiss Gunn.
The Faithbot stared wide-eyed for a moment. "Bbot," she whispered reverently.
The face splitting smile that the tiny bot returned made everyone laugh.
"Careful, Bbot, or you're gonna pop a bulb or somethin'." Gunn chuckled, giving the little blonde a nudge towards 'Faith'. "Kiss her hello and get it over with already."
Faithbot eagerly waited as her petite counterpart moved closer. The small blonde tipped her head back and squeaked, "Kiss me, please."
Her lashes fluttered and her pretty lips puckered as Faithbot tenderly reached for her. "Bbot," she muttered again before delicately pressing her mouth to her little bot partner's.
The kiss was sizzling. Both bots jumped back, touching their lips.
Buffybot stared, her big green eyes becoming impossibly large. "Faith?"
Faith scowled and kicked at the curb. She and Cordelia had just had another one of their 'discussions' regarding her relationship with the Buffybot. Apparently, Queen C still had strong reservations about the whole affair.
Lighting a cigarette, the sexy brunette sat down outside the hotel. She needed to cool off before going in, especially since the last hour of shopping with Cordy had mostly been spent holding back her urge to strangle the ex-cheerleader.
Faith grinned and flicked the ash off, shaking her head. *Cordy has to be completely mental. I'm not givin' up Bbot for nothing.... No friggin' way!*
Buffy jumped from the car before it was even parked, causing Willow and Dawn added unease. They watched as the small slayer raced toward the Hyperion.
Glancing up in the rear view mirror, Willow caught the teen's eye.
Dawn smiled weakly before remarking, "Buffy must really want that Faithbot back."
"I think there's more to it than that, Dawnie." The witch sighed and unfastened her seatbelt. "C'mon cutie. It's time to face the music."
Picking up on Willow's stress, Dawn asked, "Do you think Faith will be mad?"
The redhead paled slightly. "We're about to find out."
Buffy turned the corner in a hurry, and to her surprise and utter relief she found her Faithbot still outside.
Faith looked up and smiled. *What's my little doll doing?* "Hey beautiful, come give us kiss." She held out her arms, delighted at how Buffyish her bot looked today.
As angry as the tiny slayer was she couldn't resist the Faithy charms and rushed over, letting the brunette squeeze her tight and kiss her. *Mmmmmm* Her whole body felt as if it would melt right there. *Ohmygod... ahhhhh... Faaaaaiiiith... yummy kisses...*
Glassy-eyed, she peered up and grinned goofily. "Oh Faith, I was so mad at you. How could you leave? And come here of all places? Why?"
"Huh?"
Buffy pummeled the perplexed slayer with her small fists. "Damn you! Do you know what could have happened if anyone saw you?!"
Faith chuckled, completely confused by her ditzy but adorable Buffybot. "I love you." She brushed her lips delicately over the pretty little pout. "And hey, I'm sorry about the cookie thing. I shoulda ate them off the floor."
"You--you love me?"
"Well, yeah, you little nut. What's wrong?" She held Buffy gently, smiling and kissing her again. "Did you get to watch your science show with Fred?"
"Wha--what?!"
"Bbot, what's gotten into you? Hmm? Baby, did Cordy say something mean? Cuz if she did, I swear--"
Buffy held up her hand. "What did you call me?"
"Bbot?" Faith leaned back and looked into her little doll's eyes. "Buf--Buffy?!" Letting go, Faith stepped away from her so quickly that the tiny slayer stumbled.
"I, uh -- I thought... umm...." Buffy stammered.
"You thought... what?" Faith's dark eyes narrowed. "C'mon! What the hell are you doing, B?!" She didn't like to be played for a fool.
"Red! Dawnie!" Relief washed over Buffy's features as the two approached. She clutched the witch tight and whispered in her ear. "Faithbot must not be here. So.. shhh."
The redhead smiled anxiously at the other slayer.
Faith was watching them with a great deal of suspicion. "What are you guys doing here?"
Buffy giggled nervously. "It's actually a funny story. You see... um... It's-- well, we're here because..." The petite blonde looked at her sister and best friend for help as Faith crossed her arms over her chest and leaned back.
"Yeah? I'm waiting, B. Tell me the funny story."
The pretty little slayer chuckled weakly, then coughed, waving her hand. "Faith... ugh. I need some water. Can I have a glass of water?"
The dark slayer frowned for a moment but then threw open the hotel doors. "Sure. Let's get you some water."
PART 4 - There's Some Explaining To Do
Buffybot closed the bedroom door and turned to face the grinning brunette. Her systems told her something was different. Nervously, she paced, trying to compute the sensations she felt from the kiss.
Faithbot hopped onto the bed and watched her. With a smile, she finally asked, "What's wrong Bbot?"
Pointing accusingly, the blonde bot cried out her suspicions. "You are not Faith!"
"Whaddya mean?! Of course I'm Faith. Now come here and kiss me." The leather-clad bot patted the bed and winked. "Come on Bbot. I want some love."
Buffybot trembled. Suddenly fearful, she hedged back toward the door. "Tell me the truth. Tell me who you really are or I will call out for help!" Her small hand clasped the door handle, ready to turn the knob.
Faithbot climbed off the bed and moved toward her. "Aww, c'mon. You don't mean that, or you would've done it already."
"I'm serious! One more step and I'll scream!" the blonde bot threatened, sounding almost tearful.
"Alright!" Holding up her hands as a gesture of surrender, the sexy brunette relented. "Just cool it, okay? And I'll explain everything."
"Have you hurt Faith?"
"Nah, I've haven't even seen her. I came her to meet you. That's all." Faithbot smiled as she noticed Buffybot relax a little.
The small bot let go of the door handle and looked at her dark-haired counterpart. She tilted her head and studied the taller girl. "Why? Why me?"
Faithbot grinned charmingly. She carefully reached for the pretty blonde bot. Not wanting to startle her, she slowly took her hand. "Because I was made for you." Waiting for the words to sink in, the brunette added, "You must sense it... We're meant for each other, Bbot."
An enormous smile spread across the little bot's face.
The two slayers walked in, unaware of the strange stares that they were receiving.
Fred finally sputtered what the rest were wondering. "Faith, how did you-- when did you--" Unable to get the question out quick enough, she simply stepped in front of the brunette to stop her.
"Fred, whatcha doin'?" Faith grinned down at the flustered little Texan.
"We all just saw you." The slender girl glanced from the dark slayer over to the golden one hovering close behind. "You two just went upstairs."
"Huh?!" Faith turned to look at Buffy, who shrugged, but for some reason appeared very pale.
Willow and Dawn entered as Buffy spoke up. "They must have seen the Buffybot."
"No, we saw both of you." Cordelia confirmed, eyeing Buffy carefully. The tiny blonde troublemaker was up to something; as a seer, she could just sense it. "So Buffy, how's Sunnydale these days?"
"Good. It's good." The chosen one began to cough again.
"She needs a drink or somethin'. Fred, do you mind?"
The Texan hurried off to fetch the glass of water while Faith led her former slaying partner to a chair. "Here sit down, B."
Fred quickly returned, exchanging another confused look with the others. Cordelia shook her head. She indicated that Fred should just wait. Something told her things were about to become very interesting.
Gratefully Buffy took the glass and sipped slowly. She could feel all eyes on her. They were expecting an explanation as to her sudden presence in L.A. Nothing was coming to mind though.
Faith lost her patience and snatched the glass away. "Okay B. Now talk fast, 'cause I got things to do, yunno, and I don't have time for bullshit games."
The blonde glanced anxiously back at her sister and best friend. One of them needed to help get her out of this. She stalled. "What were we talking about?" As soon as Buffy sensed Faith ready to explode, she spoke up again. "Wait, I remember. I was going to tell you why we're in Los Angeles."
Without warning, the brunette shoved her back and leaned in close. Her nose was inches from Buffy's as she sneered, "I can give a fuck about that! I wanna know why you kissed me, B!"
"You're--you're like me?" Daring to hope, Buffybot peered deeply into the brunette's dark eyes. A look of wonderment settled on the little bot's face. She straightened up, chirping with delight. "You're a Faithbot!"
"Yep, girlfriend. The one and only."
"How were you made?" Buffybot asked, poking the brunette curiously.
"Whaddya mean?" Chuckling, Faithbot backed up, pulling the pretty bot along with her. Her desired destination was the bed.
Buffybot held firm. Ever inquisitive, the delicate little doll wanted her questions answered expediently. She planted her feet and resisted. "Wait! You have not told me enough! How were you made?"
Sighing, the bad-girl released her. "Guess I don't get the question, Bbot." She dug around in her pocket, searching for her cigarettes.
"Warren made me." The tiny blonde trembled a bit. "But now Warren is... is..." She lowered her eyes.
"Filleted." Faithbot supplied the word, slipping a smoke between her lips. She arched an eyebrow, studying her small counterpart. The little bot seemed troubled at the mention of it.
"Yes. He's gone." Lifting her gaze again, Buffybot tried to make her point. "Without Warren, how were you made?"
"Oh. I gotcha." The sexy slayerbot lit her cigarette, taking a long drag. "Red made me." She blew a smoke ring, smiling as Buffybot's eyes grew large in amazement.
"How did you do that?"
"It's easy. Here I'll show you." Demonstrating, the brunette then attempted to pass the cigarette over to her fidgety companion.
"No, I shouldn't." Buffybot waved the offering away, adding. "It doesn't feel correct."
The Faithbot shrugged and took another puff as she glanced around. "So this is your room?"
"Yes." The small bot proudly pointed out everything such as where she kept her clothes, where she recharged, and where she and Faith made love.
Frowning, the sultry bot jealously remarked, "Oh yeah? So you sleep with that mutt?!"
"Mutt? I do not understand." Tilting her head, Buffybot considered the definition. Her internal dictionary described a mutt as a mongrel dog. Perhaps her new friend was confused. "No, Faith is not a mutt. She is a slayer, and she is very pretty just like you," the blonde bot announced with a bright smile.
"Oh yeah? You think I'm pretty?" the leather-clad bot asked coyly. Grinning, she grabbed hold of Buffybot. Pressing the giggling girlbot to her body, the brunette kissed her softly and whispered, "You can be with me."
Gazing up as they separated, Buffybot sadly explained, "No, I cannot leave Faith... Faith loves me."
PART 6 - Wedding Bells and Slugging Slayers
"Does she?" the brunette bot asked, arching an eyebrow.
Buffybot stepped back. "Yes, Faith loves me."
"Why? Because you look like Buffy?"
The little bot appeared startled. "I do not ask why." Trembling, she walked over to the bed and reached under it.
Faithbot watched, curious as the blonde pulled out an old shoebox out and tentatively opened it. "What do you have there?"
"It's Faith's special box. She told me not to touch it, because it's private," Buffybot explained as she sadly removed the picture of Buffy.
"Lemme guess. This isn't you, is it?" Faithbot asked, taking the frame from her.
Shaking her head, the small bot sat down heavily on the bed. She appeared disoriented by the discovery.
Faithbot took a seat next to her. "Now at least you know."
"Yes." Her voice had become very faint. The little bot felt betrayed. She stared at the framed photo, lightly tracing her finger over the lip print marks on the glass. With shaky hands, she carefully placed the picture back in the shoebox with Faith's other prized possessions. Lifting her eyes, she asked timidly, "Would you promise not to keep secrets from me?"
Faithbot raised her right hand, smiling. "I swear."
Nervously, Buffybot looked away.
"What's wrong, Bbot?"
"I don't know what I'll do when you stop wanting me," the small bot sullenly admitted. "I don't want to be alone again."
"That'll never happen." Pulling Buffybot into her arms, the Faithbot announced, "I'm going to marry you."
Overjoyed, the little blonde bot peered up. "Really? You will marry me?"
"Yep. As soon as possible, I think. Before someone tries to muck it up, yunno."
Buffybot stared at her visitor with wonder. She had always wanted someone to make an honest bot out of her, but she realized long ago that wouldn't happen. She was, after all, a robot. *Who would marry a robot?* The blonde smiled. *Another robot.*
Noticing Buffybot's sudden silence, Faithbot hurriedly added, "That is, if you want to."
"I do!" Stating it emphatically, the blonde tipped her face, waiting for a kiss.
When the sexy bot grabbed her, she let out a little squeal of delight and the two bots fell back on the bed with Buffybot giggling and Faithbot raining kisses on her.
Faith leaned menacingly close to Buffy, looking like she was about to strike the blonde slayer. She had just asked the little snob why she had gone along with her kiss but had yet to receive a response. Buffy appeared to be stalling.
"B, you heard me!" Faith shook her angrily. "Why did you kiss me?!"
"That's enough!" Angel walked in and glanced around the room, quickly taking in the scene. He strode over to the two slayers and pulled them apart. "I don't know what's going on here, but it's going to stop, do you understand?!" he barked at both the slayers as he held them each.
Delicately, he placed the petite one to the side, then using a bit of force he handled the leather-clad slayer. Holding her up, he growled, "You know the rules about touching Buffy."
"She started it! Coming here pretending to be Bbot... letting me kiss her. It's not my fault, dead boy."
Angel turned to look at Buffy who shrank away from his irate gaze.
"It's not exactly like that. I have business in L.A. and so I wanted to come visit you, Angel. Faith was standing outside and just assumed... well, you know." The pretty blonde batted her eyelashes and came over to hug her ex-boyfriend while Willow and Dawn exchanged a disgusted glance.
"Red, tell us the truth. Obviously, this little bitch isn't going to!" Faith sneered at Buffy, wanting nothing more than to throttle her. The blonde peered over from Angel's arms and practically gloated out loud.
Cordelia who had witnessed most it, finally spoke up. "Yes Willow, tell us why we saw Faith and Buffybot go upstairs before all of you came in." The ex-cheerleader arched an eyebrow at Buffy's horrified expression. "Hmm... seems there's something you're not telling us after all."
The blonde glared at Cordy. If the seer had just kept her mouth shut, she might have been able to sneak back in and retrieve her bot without anyone being the wiser. Now Angel was looking at her with suspicion.
"Buffy, what's going on? Why are you in L.A. and what's Cordy talking about?"
"It's--"
The debutante cut her off. "Angel, why don't we just go upstairs and see."
"No!" Buffy held up her hand.
"That's it!" Faith raced past her and up the stairs with the little blonde close on her heels. The rest of the group followed in confusion as the dark slayer ran from room to room, throwing open the doors.
She got to her bedroom and realized that was the one she should have checked first. She could clearly hear her little bot talking to someone, and then Buffybot giggled.
Faith's eyes narrowed. Enraged already, she lifted her foot and violently kicked open the door. Inside were Buffybot and Faithbot, both naked. The brunette was laying on top of the little bot with her fingers shoved deep up Buffybot's pussy and one in her butt. The two bots peered up, alarmed at the intrusion.
Everyone's eyes went wide with shock, but Faith was a bit more vocal about it.
"GODDAMN IT! WHAT THE FUCK?!" Turning, the dark slayer glanced at Buffy who gave her a sheepish look and shrugged. "YOU BITCH!"
Faith stepped toward the small slayer, growling, "B, I'll deal with you later. I promise."
The Sunnydale slayer shrank from her, fearful. Faith glanced back at the blushing bots who were struggling to get dressed.
"YOU!" Faith pointed at the brunette bot. "YOU, I'LL DEAL WITH NOW!" She rushed the Faithbot, grabbing her and flinging her hard against the wall. The former rogue slayer then jumped on top of her and began bashing her head into the floor. "TOUCHING MY GIRL! I'LL KILL YOU!"
"NO!" Buffybot cried out, running over to try and stop it. She peeked over at the real Buffy, wondering why she wasn't interfering.
The golden slayer gave her bot double a cold look, indicating that she would not help. No way! Not after seeing Faithbot stretched out naked on the despised little thing. At this point, she decided both bots could go to hell.
Willow saw the dilemma and chanted a spell, separating Faith from the fleeing Faithbot. The brunette bot had begun shouting curses back at Faith, only inciting her further.
"You don't love her! You keep pictures of that one!" Faithbot sneered and pointed at Buffy.
"YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT, SHUT UP!" Faith was on her again, beating the brunette slayerbot senseless. "YOU'RE GARBAGE! BACK TO THE SCRAP HEAP WITH YOU!"
Buffybot screamed in terror, begging Faith to stop. "FAITH! Noooo! Pleeeaaassse don't damage her! Stop...! She's going to marry me!"
"OVER MY DEAD BODY!" the tough girl shouted, slamming Faithbot's head again and kneeing her. "You thought you could take my girlfriend because you look like me?! Well not for long, bitchbot!" She grabbed a board from the broken bookcase and started smacking the bot's pretty face with it.
Finally falling to the floor in tears, the tiny blonde wailed pitifully, "Pleaseee...! I need her...! Faaaith! Why will you not listen?!" She sobbed, causing everyone in the room to stop. "I love her!"
Buffybot had just done something no one knew was possible; least of all Willow, who immediately went pale. The bot had begun to cry. Something she hadn't even done when she was torn apart by the bikers.
Faith dropped the Faithbot, staring at her little blonde bot in shock. She glanced around at everyone watching her. Feeling suddenly monstrous and actually a bit ridiculous, Faith fled. Taking the stairs two at a time, she made it out of the hotel before Angel could catch her.
Everyone else turned their accusing eyes on Buffy. She backed up, glancing uncomfortably at the group before answering Angel's furious yell. "I'm coming." Eagerly, she exited the scene, leaving Willow, Dawn and the rest of the L.A. gang to clean up.
Buffybot sat huddled over Faithbot, holding her head on her lap. "Please do not have systems' failure. Oh please, don't." She rocked the sizzling bot gently. "You just found me... you cannot shut down."
Willow crouched close, touching the blonde bot's arm. "It's okay, Buffybot. I can repair her."
Tearfully, the small bot released her newfound love to the young wiccan who with assistance from Gunn and Wesley carried the bot from the room.
Fred went over to comfort the Buffybot. She tried reassuring the little blonde that Willow would fix her Faithbot, but Buffybot remained quiet and fearful.
Dawn was crying too as she clutched at her long time friend. Cursing her sister, she sat with the women downstairs while Willow worked on the failing Faithbot.
"See why secrets are bad?!" Buffybot unhappily announced, asking her first rhetorical question.
The redhead froze and slowly turned to stare at the delicate little slayerbot. Something was definitely different. She waited until the bot's big green eyes fell upon her, then she knew. Faithbot had performed the improved spell on Buffybot.
Instantly, the witch was impressed. Not only was the bot she built resourceful but sweet. Faithbot had shared the one thing that would have always given her the advantage over her little counterpart. Instead, the brunette bot had chosen to make them equals.
Willow's musings were interrupted by the Buffybot's shrill complaint.
"No! No!" Agitated, the pretty blonde bot waved her hands. "No looking over here! Willow, you keep working on Faithbot, please!"
Angel slammed the door to his office. "Okay Buffy! You want to tell me what the hell is going on?! You having a bot built just so it could come and steal Buffybot away is beyond cruel! What's happened to you?!"
"That wasn't supposed to-- Look, I'm sorry." The slayer sat down heavily. "It was... urgh! Okay, at first I had intended on teaching Faith a lesson with it, but--"
"A lesson! Buffy!" The vampire shook his head ruefully. "Do you even realize how much that bot meant to Faith?"
Scowling, Buffy jumped to her feet. "No, I refuse to let you do this!" She stomped her foot. "Angel, I'm not going to let you paint me as the bad guy! You had no right to even let Faith ever keep that thing and you know it! Or you wouldn't have kept it a secret from me!"
Lowering his eyes guiltily, Angel held up his hand. "Fine. I admit my role in this whole mess, but right now we have bigger issues. Faith is out there, heartbroken and angry. Traditionally, that's not a good combination for her. If you could--"
"Alright. I'm going." With a weary sigh, Buffy headed off to look for the younger slayer. On her way out, she passed the entire group, sitting vigil with the Buffybot.
"Oh brother!" The slayer groaned in irritation, striding past them and purposefully toward the door.
"Wait!" The little blonde bot squeaked, hurrying after Buffy. "I will go with you."
"Arrgh! Listen skirt girl, you don't even know where I'm going! So--"
"Yes, I do. You are going to try and find Faith, and I will help."
"No, you won't!" Buffy shoved at her, her eyes narrowing as she spoke. "Faith isn't going to want to see you! In fact, she'd probably tear you apart too!" Poking the frightened little bot, Buffy sneered. "And you know what?! I'd let her...! No, actually I'd help her!"
Seeing Buffybot tremble, Gunn got to his feet. He'd had enough of this slayer bitch. Rushing over, he stepped in front of Buffybot protectively. "You better ease up there, blondie! I know you're supposed to be some big hero in Sunnydale, but here you're just an unwelcome visitor who is long overdue for some serious asswhoopin'!"
"Gunn, no!" Fred scurried over, while Cordelia went to get Angel.
"Angel! Get your butt out here! Your ex-girlfriend is acting crazed again!"
Rolling her eyes, Buffy turned to leave but not before Buffybot could inform her.
"Faithbot told me your secret! And you are not nice!" the slayerbot shrieked, wagging her finger. "No, not nice at all!"
To Buffy's relief, the bot chose not to elaborate. Still the slayer glanced back and warned, "You had better stay here! And Buffybot, keep your mouth shut! If I even hear a peep suggesting that you've spread that slutbot's lies, I promise I WILL show you exactly how 'not nice' I can be, do you understand?!"
Buffybot nodded nervously. She knew precisely what the slayer meant.
Once the sun set, Angel left to join the search. Knowing both girls and the city well, he quickly found each slayer.
First was Faith. He located her in some dive that catered to demons. She was as drunk as a skunk and just getting drunker. With a bit of convincing and several reassurances that the coast would be clear, the vampire soon had her headed toward home.
It wasn't easy though, considering how pissed she was at Buffy. For some reason, the young slayer seemed certain that the little blonde had staged the event. While Angel watched Faith stumble out, he silently thanked his luck that Buffy hadn't located her.
"I don't have time for this!"
"C'mon girlie, a little kiss," the vampire cackled, calling out to Buffy. "Pleassse."
"Kiss this!" With a spinning kick, the slayer had him down then staked. Still crouched, she tossed her weapon at the fleeing vamp, dusting him as Angel strolled up.
"Nice."
"I swear, the vampires in this city have no respect! Not even for a slayer!" The tiny blonde screeched, apparently outraged.
"Glad to see that you're teaching them some." Angel chuckled, helping his ex to her feet. "I've found Faith. She's on her way home."
"You found her?!" Buffy couldn't hide her excitement at the news. "Oh good. Angel, I realized that her and I... Well, there's something I want to tell her and--"
"No." Grabbing Buffy's arm, he spun her around. "Leave Faith alone. At least for tonight."
"But--"
"Buffy, please. Your gloating can wait until morning."
"How dare you?!" The blonde pulled away, half tempted to slap the scowling vampire. "I'm not going to gloat!"
Angel threw up his hands in frustration. "Well, what do you expect me to think, Buffy?! You just show up here with some robot who coincidentally makes a beeline for the Buffybot. Meanwhile, you're outside keeping Faith preoccupied."
The slayer's eyes narrowed. "I already told you--"
"It was an accident. I know." Awkwardly, he glanced away and muttered, "Maybe from now on, you should call before visiting."
"I have a better idea." Buffy sneered. "I won't visit at all! How's that?!" Turning on her heel, she stormed off.
Angel followed. "No, you know I want to see you. But Buffy, I just can't have you coming here and threatening my staff and creating chaos."
She stopped, impatiently gritting her teeth. "I didn't threaten anyone! But I'm getting closer by the second!"
"That's not what I heard. Apparently, you left Buffybot terrified, which had Fred upset. And that, of course, gets everyone riled."
"You've got to be joking! Don't blame me if your staff needs some industrial strength therapy!" Shoving him aside, the pretty blonde stomped past, this time hurrying to get some distance between them.
"Buffy...! Buffy, hold on!" Angel called out, baffled by her behavior. He watched as Buffy disappeared down the alley. With an irritated growl, the vampire went in the opposite direction. Suddenly he was hoping to get in at least one good slay before sunrise.
Faith awoke to the feel of a small but strong hand, gently shaking her. Bleary-eyed, the slayer squinted at the tiny figure.
"Faith... Faith, we need to talk."
The tough girl's initial reaction was anger, but as she drunkenly peered at her pretty little doll, she started to sob. Clutching the delicate blonde, Faith pulled her into bed and kissed her repeatedly.
In between each kiss, the young slayer murmured her tearful apology. "Bbot, I'm sorry...I'm so sorry... I didn't mean to."
"Faith...wait."
"Shhh... c'mere...jus' lemme...." Slurring her words, Faith tore at her tiny captive's clothes. "Lemme do this...It'sss okay...."
Startled, Buffy froze. *What's she trying to do?! Does she want to--* The sound of fabric ripping brought her back to the moment. "Hey!"
"Shhh... jus' wanna touch you."
"Nooo. Listen, I'm--"
Desperate to prove her love, Faith put her fingers to Buffy's lips and whispered. "Shhh...not now, Bbot. I need you first...lemme taste you.... C'mon...Baby, please...rub that soft wet pussy in my mouth."
The blonde slayer shivered and moaned. *Oh god...Faith, going down on me...mmmm* Her lashes fluttered as she nodded, giving Faith permission to continue.
Within seconds, Faith had her stripped and was touching her. All worries about pretending to be the Buffybot seemed to evaporate under the brunette's skilled fingers and lips.
Panting and mewling, Buffy clawed at the drunken slayer. Too aroused to be patient, she soon begged for Faith's mouth. "Please... Faith...please..now... I can't wait."
Dragging her lips away from the blonde's breast, Faith lifted her head and smiled seductively. "Okay Bbot." Leaning close, she kissed her tenderly and breathed. "I want all of you. Get in position."
The older slayer panicked. *In position? Huh?* A startled look flitted across her features as she struggled to guess what game Faith might play with the bot.
"You know, babe."
Before Buffy had time to think, the brunette had flipped her on her stomach.
Pressing her lips back to her partner's ear, Faith whispered, "On all fours, Bbot...c'mon."
Nervously, Buffy complied. She barely had herself up when Faith pounced. Instantly, her eyes rolled back and a tremor went through her body. The feel of Faith's long, soft tongue licking her slowly from front to back was ecstasy embodied.
"Oh god, Faith...that feels so... so..." Buffy bit her lip, quivering uncontrollably as Faith's tongue made another exquisite journey from her clit to her ass. Whimpering, she clutched the bed and held on.
The brunette sucked gently, sliding her tongue first over the tight puckered hole then in and out. She smiled as her bot made the usual excited announcement.
"Oh Faith....I...I'm gonna...ohhhh...oh gawwwd...YESSSS--AAAAAH!"
Buffy tilted her head back and gasped. The orgasm slammed through her, stunning her with its intensity.
Faith quickly dipped down and returned to the blonde's sweet pussy, lapping at the entrance. She was eager to swallow down all of her girl's sugary juices.
*Yummm... Wow.... Fuck, Bbot's extra tasty tonight.* Grabbing hold, Faith buried her face in further.
Her slurping soon tickled the petite slayer. Buffy fell forward with a giggle, squealing when Faith landed on top. "Eeeeee Fai--oomph!-- teeeheheheee...hehe." She continued to titter as the brunette crawled up and laid on her. "Faithy, you're squishing me."
"Too bad," the dark slayer drunkenly mumbled before passing out.
"Faith...? Faith?" Buffy scooted slightly, trying to look at the pretty brunette now sleeping on her back.
Too relaxed to really contort herself, the little blonde quit trying and lay still with a sigh. *Mmmn...so comfie....*
Buffybot stood outside Faith's door with Angel, hesitant to knock. The little bot glanced up as the vampire gently nudged her.
"It's okay, Buffybot. Go ahead."
Tapping lightly, the dainty bot called out. "Faith? Faith, it is me... Bbot. Will you talk to me, please?"
Buffy's eyes popped open. *Oh shit!*
The little superhero hopped from the bed as Faith stirred. *Damn!*
"Faith...please. This is important." The bot glanced at Angel who nodded. She knocked a bit harder.
Scrambling around, Buffy tried to collect her clothes. She bit back a curse as she stubbed her toe, diving into the closet just as Faith lifted her head.
"Huh?" Dazed, the brunette looked around. She sat up and groaned. "Aww fuck... What'd I drink...? Jesus!"
Rubbing her neck, Faith slowly smacked her lips together and smiled. *Mmmm...honey... my mouth tastes like friggin' honey... mmmm... dang.*
An oddly pleasant flavor considering she had drank at least two bottles of JD the night before. The rogue slayer fell back on the bed, licking her lips.
Buffy peeked out through the door slats, wondering what she would tell Faith to explain last night. It's not like she'd intended on pretending to be the bot. It just sort of happened.
Maybe Faith would forgive her if she told her the real reason. Buffy thought about it and smiled. Resolute with her decision, she reached for the door handle.
Another loud knock jarred some sense into the slayer, she dropped her hand as Faith shouted. "Fuckin'-a! Get lost! No buggin' me today...! Not in the mood!"
"Faith, this is Angel. Open the door, now!"
Grumbling, Faith got up. She threw open the door just as Angel lifted his foot to kick it.
"NO!" Buffybot screamed and shoved at the vampire, sparing her soon-to-be ex the blow.
Teetering, Angel regained his balance and gave them both a sheepish grin. "Sorry. I...uh.... Sorry." He awkwardly stepped back while the bot began her prepared speech.
"Nahh... I don't wanna hear it!" Holding up her hand, Faith silenced the nervous bot. "All I wanna know is, are you leaving me?""
Buffybot lowered her eyes and whispered, "Yes."
The slayer slammed the door shut, but Angel came right in. "Faith, you should at least listen to Buffybot. There's more she needs--"
"It's okay, Angel. I will tell her." Buffybot bravely followed him.
Buffy watched anxiously. *What is that little bratbot going to tell Faith?!* She scowled as Faith turned. Now she could no longer see the brunette's face.
"Hurry up, Bbot! Out with it!"
"Faithbot told me Buffy's secret."
"Yeah, like I'm gonna believe that bitchbot?!" Faith snickered as she walked away from them.
"Faith." Angel's tone was filled with warning. He didn't want to see Buffybot cry anymore.
"Fine. What's this big secret?"
"Buffy is in love with you. That is why she kept Faithbot. They were lovers."
Faith's face registered shock then rage. She spun around and shouted, "You think I care?! That bitch can rot in hell! Bbot, you must be outta your frickin' mind to think that makes up for this!"
Tears welled up in Buffy's eyes and she fell back in the closet, sobbing as she listened to Faith's tirade.
"I HATE BUFFY SUMMERS! SHE'S A MEAN LITTLE BITCH! DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND THAT?!"
"But Faith, I--I looked in your special box. I know," the blonde bot admitted, glancing at Angel worriedly.
The rogue slayer strode over to the enormous mirror on the far wall and stared for a moment, taking in the pretty bot's reflection, the lack of Angel's, and finally, herself. Her pathetic self that still loved Buffy. Faith growled. *NO! Not goin' there again!*
Putting her fists through the mirror, the brunette yelled, "DAMN YOU, BBOT! GET OUT! JUST GET OUTTA MY SIGHT! I CAN'T STAND TO LOOK AT HER FACE!"
Buffybot screamed and burst into tears. She ran from the room terrified while Angel captured the cursing and now bleeding slayer.
"Faith, that's enough!" The vampire called out for Cordy and Fred as he dragged her from the room.
Huddled in the back of the closet, Buffy buried her face against her knees and sobbed. At least now she knew.
Faithbot angrily got to her feet the second her girlfriend came in. "That's it! I'm goin' to kick her ass!"
"Faithbot, get back in here!" Willow ordered, rushing over to the teary-eyed blonde bot. "Buffybot, what happened?" She hugged the little slayerbot.
"Willow, it's horrible; she hates me and Buffy now."
"No, she doesn't. Faith's just angry." Patting the small bot's back, the witch tried to soothe her. She peered up at Faithbot and nodded to her. The brunette bot sat down and took Buffybot into her arms while Willow headed out to find Buffy.
If Buffy heard any of the argument, she'd be just as upset as the bot. Willow began to search but with no luck. She waved Dawn out of Faith's room. "Help me find your sister. They'll take care of Faith."
Dawn glanced back at the beautiful brunette slayer before reluctantly following Willow. "Fine. Where do you suppose she's hiding?" the teenager asked impatiently, remarking, "This is mostly her own fault."
"Dawnie, please."
"Yeah, I know. Save it."
The wiccan leaned in the room Fred and Cordelia had just cleaned.
"Willow, she can't be in here. This is where Faith slept. Let's--" The teen stopped mid-sentence and frowned. Willow had opened the closet door and there sat her sister, crying. *Geez! Now Buffy's a peeping tom too!*
Dawn went over and helped the redhead pull her sister to her feet. Buffy was only half dressed -- which begged the question, what was she really doing in there? Before Dawn could quiz her sister, Willow ushered her out.
"I've got it. You check on the bots, okay?"
"Yeah, okay." The teen backed out of the room, watching as Buffy began to sob.
"Wil, it's awful. She hates me."
The door closed and Dawn was left on the other side. *Typical!*
"So Faithbot, you're telling me that they both love each other but are too pig-headed to admit it to one another?"
"That about sums it up." Faithbot leaned back, arching an eyebrow at her girlfriend's frown.
"Faith, you know you shouldn't gossip." Buffybot wagged a finger at the brunette.
"What gossip, babe? She asked. Besides, she's Buffy's little sis so she has a right to know." Faithbot grabbed the blonde and kissed her until she giggled.
"Alright. But no more telling. It doesn't seem right." Buffybot returned Faithbot's kisses, causing Dawn to sit back smiling.
"I like you guys better. Maybe you two can come back to Sunnydale instead."
"No can do, peanut. We have to get to Vegas and tie the knot. Don't we, Bbot?"
Buffybot gave a dazzling smile and blushed. "Yes."
"Buffy, what were you doing in here?" Willow lifted the slayer up and began dressing her. She glanced at the blonde's guilty expression. "Oh no! Buffy, you shouldn't have. If Faith figures out what you did...."
"No danger of that," Buffy whined. "I don't think she even remembers."
Willow thought for a moment. "You may be right about that. It wouldn't be the first time she's drunk herself into oblivion."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Nothing." The wiccan looked around distractedly. "We need to get you out of this room before Faith comes back."
"She won't. This isn't her room. The bots are in her room," the slayer responded, falling back on the bed. She moaned pitifully. "Faith and I made love right here and now Faithy hates me."
"No, Buffy. Faith made love to the bot. You tricked her again." Willow snapped, unable to hold back her judgment any longer. "And Faith doesn't hate you.... Look, if you want to win her over, I'll try and help, but you have to stop being deceptive. Do you understand, Buffy? No more lies."
Buffy sat up, smiling through her tears. "Wil, you'll help me with Faith? Really?"
"Yes." Willow nodded her head warily. "But only so much, Buffy. The rest will be up to you."
The slayer bounced off the bed with renewed vigor. She hugged the witch and hurried out, mumbling to herself. "First we need to get Faith to Sunnydale...."
"Oh goddess, what have I promised?!" Slapping her forehead, the young witch followed her friend out.
...continued in part 11...