Bet you thought I forgot about this story, huh? I admit, I've been a bit distracted by Truth of Deception. Ahwell, what are ya gonna do when the creative juices are flowing.
Here's Chapter 2 of the mini-trilogy. After this, there is the conclusion of the mini-trilogy with Part 14, and then a brief epilogue. I can't believe it's nearly over!
This part is quite long - I went a bit crazy. And there's more singing. Scary. Enjoy!
-BB
Title: Into the Woods - Part 13 (aka The Schnapps Strikes Back)
Author: blameburner
Feedback: Sure… Always a plus
Summary: While the men are away, the ladies will play. Anya, Buffy, Willow and Tara head into the woods for a little female bonding. Hijinks and wackiness are sure to follow.
Spoiler Warning: None - it's AU, I guess. It's set in the present - but no big bads, no S6 nastiness. Anya and Xander are together, Giles never left, Buffy never died, Dawn still exists, Spike helps out the Scoobies cuz he gets paid, and Willow and Tara never broke up since Willow was never addicted to magic. Pretty much think "Everyone's happy, together, and their usual amusing selves."
Disclaimer: Not my characters, but oh how I wish they were! Joss, blah blah, ME, blah blah.
See below for Special Disclaimer.Rating: NC-17, just to be safe, cuz... well... if you read my other story, you know why.
Pairings: W/T… duh. Also B and A. But not B/A cuz, well, Buffy and Anya? That would just be scary - they'd kill each other!
Angst: Huh? What angst?
Part 13
"Truth or Dare?" Tara asked with a squeak.
"What's the matter, Tara?" Buffy asked smugly. "Got something to hide?"
"What? Who, me? Uh... no?" Tara said uncertainly. She looked over at Willow pleadingly.
"Oh, no. You made me dance," Willow said happily. "Like Buffy said, turnabout's fair play."
"So you don't know what she's trying to hide, either?" Buffy asked, leaning over to whisper in Willow's ear.
"Nuh-uh," Willow said, smiling. "But I can't wait to find out."
"I am unfamiliar with the rules of Truth or Dare. Please explain," Anya said.
"Well, basically someone starts by asking someone else whether they want to answer a question - Truth - or take a Dare," Willow explained.
"So you have to decide before you hear the question?" Anya asked. Willow nodded. "Ooo, this has disaster written all over it!"
Willow grinned. So did Buffy. Tara, however, just covered her eyes and shook her head.
"Please, continue with your fine explanation," Anya said.
"So you say 'Truth' or you say 'Dare,' and then the first person either asks you a question or gives you a dare to perform," Willow said. "Then, after you've answered the question or done the Dare, you get to ask someone else 'Truth or Dare?'"
"Ooooo!" Anya squealed in delight. "I like this game. There is great potential for embarrassment and humiliation! I should suggest this to Halfreck as a form of Vengeance."
"Uh, Wil?" Buffy asked, raising her hand slightly. "How is this a drinking game?"
"Uh... well..." Willow paused. She hadn't really thought about that part. "Oh, I've got it!" she said suddenly. "When it's your turn to ask, you have to take a drink. When you take a Truth, you drink one as well. When you take a Dare, you have to drink twice."
"Wow," Buffy said. "So why would anyone take a Dare if they have to drink twice?"
"I guess that just depends on how badly you want to avoid a question," Willow said, looking directly at Tara. Tara grimaced.
"Okay!" Buffy said, rubbing her hands together. "So who's the first victim? Er, I mean, who's gonna ask the first question?"
"I will, I will!" Anya shouted, snatching the bottle out of Willow's hand.
"Hey!" Willow cried indignantly.
"I'm a Truth or Dare virgin. It's time to break my cherry," Anya said.
Willow, Tara, and Buffy all just groaned.
"And yet again with the scary visual place," Buffy muttered.
"Okay, who shall I wreak vengeance upon?" Anya said wickedly, eyeing Willow, Tara, and Buffy in turn.
"Um, is it just me, or is that evil look in her eyes just a bit too familiar?" Buffy whispered to Willow. Of course, this inadvertently caught Anya's attention, too.
"Buffy!" Anya said. "I choose you!"
"Lucky me," Buffy muttered.
"Truth or Dare?"
"Uh... Truth?" Buffy croaked.
"Have you ever seen Xander's penis?" Anya asked.
"No! Dear Lord, no! Absolutely, positively, one hundred percent no to that question!" Buffy shouted. "And might I add, eww?"
"Oh, no," Anya said, shaking her head. "Xander's penis is not eww-worthy at all. Actually, it's-"
"For the love of God, Jesus, Zeus, Hestia, and George Washington, I beg you not to finish that sentence," Willow said between gritted teeth.
"Fine, fine. It's time to drink, anyway," Anya said, taking a good swig from the bottle. Then she handed it to Buffy.
"Jesus?" she asked Willow before taking a swig.
"George Washington?" Tara asked bemusedly.
"I was trying to be thorough!" Willow said huffily. Tara laughed.
"Hey!" Willow squealed as Tara kept laughing. "You try having Xander-penis-flashbacks in your head, and then have Anya start describing it!"
All eyes turned to Willow.
"You, you, you've seen it?" Buffy sputtered.
"Well, uh..." Willow croaked. "Yeah?"
Tara crossed her arms over her chest. "When?"
"Tara, no, it's not what you're think-"
"When?" Tara demanded again.
"We were kids! Xander and Jesse wanted to play 'Doctor,' which I thought would be really fun since I had a whole toy medical kit at home, and so I ran home to get it, and then I raided my parents linen closet cuz I needed more gauze and Band-Aids and stuff cuz, you know, toy medical kits don't really have real gauze or Band-Aids, and I wanted to be thorough, so I ran back and I guess Jesse had convinced Xander that playing 'Doctor' meant having that exam where you drop your pants and cough?... I think he'd seen it on tv... So, so, so when I got back Xander was standing there and his shorts were around his ankles! I screamed and covered my eyes and turned around and ran home!"
Willow finally stopped her babble and took a deep breath, waiting. Then Buffy and Tara burst out laughing, making Willow laugh too. Anya, however, was not laughing.
"You've seen Xander's penis," she said calmly. Too calmly.
"Well, Yeah, sorta, but-"
"You've seen Xander's penis!" Anya huffed.
"Anya, we were five!" Willow said defensively.
"Anya, calm down. Here, have another drink," Buffy suggested, holding the bottle out to the shopkeeper.
Anya waved it off and stood up, then marched over to stand in front of Tara. She crossed her arms and tapped her foot.
"Well?" Anya said, waiting.
"Um, well what?" Tara asked, confused.
"Willow saw my boyfriend's penis. Turnabout is fair play, or so you all keep saying," Anya said. This brought Willow to her feet. Tara, however, held her hand up to her girlfriend, keeping Willow at bay.
"Anya, I don't have a penis," Tara said simply.
"Well, duh!" Anya said, rolling her eyes. "But you have a-"
"Don't you dare finish that sentence," Willow growled, taking a step closer.
"Wil," Tara warned, "I've got it." Tara turned her attention back to Anya. "Anya, listen to me. Willow saw Xander's penis. When they were five. For about two seconds. It's not even the same penis anymore, I'm sure it's much, uh... bigger."
Anya nodded enthusiastically, pleased with her boyfriend's physical development.
"So, does it really matter? Xander didn't really show it to Willow - she just saw it. Anya, Xander only wants to show his penis to you. He loves you, and you and he and his penis have a wonderful future together. So is something that happened so long ago really important? Is it worth getting Willow and I upset?" Tara finished.
"Well..." Anya thought for a moment. "No, I don't want to upset you. Though getting Willow upset is highly entertaining."
"Hey!" Willow yelled.
"So we're in agreement, then, that no, um - turnabout - is required?" Tara asked.
"Yeah, okay," Anya answered. She went and sat back down.
"Good. Now have another drink," Tara suggested. Anya did have another drink. Willow just stood there, dumbfounded.
"Wil, honey? Sit down," Tara said gently.
"Huh? Oh, right," Willow said, sitting down.
"Okay, now who's turn is it?" Tara asked.
"That'd be me, I guess," Buffy said, taking another drink since it was her turn to ask. "Let's see... Tara. Truth or Dare?"
"Dare," Tara answered without hesitation. Buffy handed her the bottle, and Tara took two swigs.
"Okee-dokee then. Uh..." Buffy thought for a bit. "Tara, I dare you to... uh... hell, I don't know!"
"Well, she could tie a cherry stem with her tongue," Willow suggested.
"Willow!" Tara admonished. "No help from the peanut gallery."
"Really? You can do that?" Buffy asked, impressed.
"Uh, yeah?" Tara said, blushing heavily.
"Oh, yeah," Willow practically moaned.
"Well, seeing as how we don't have any cherry stems," Buffy said, "how 'bout you sing?"
Tara blew a sigh of relief. Singing was one thing she could do, without embarrassment. She stood up.
"What do you want me to sing?" Tara asked.
"Row, Row, Row Your Boat!" Anya shouted.
"YMCA!" Buffy yelled.
"You've Lost That Lovin' Feelin'" Willow said quietly.
Tara turned to face her love. Then she grinned.
"Okay, what's going on?" Anya asked. "Something's definitely going on."
"Definitely," Buffy agreed.
Willow blushed.
"Does this have anything to do with Top Gun?" Buffy asked.
Willow's blush deepened. She looked up into Tara's gaze, which had turned heated. Smoldering, really.
"Guns? Guns on top of what?" Anya asked.
"It's a movie, Anya," Buffy said. "Are you telling me you've never seen Top Gun? Oh, you'd like it. Tom Cruise. Val Kilmer. Shirtless. Very hot."
"So, Willow wants naked Tom Cruise?" Anya asked, turning to Willow. "What kind of lesbian are you?"
Willow sputtered.
"No, Anya. She wants me to sing to her," Tara said huskily. Willow gulped.
"I don't get it," Anya said.
"There's a scene in the movie Willow totally goes gaga over, where a bunch of sailors serenade this woman in a bar," Buffy whispered.
"Oh, I get it," Anya said uncertainly. She really didn't get it at all.
"You never close your eyes, anymore, when I kiss your lips," Tara began to sing, slowly approaching her lover. Anya scrambled over to sit next to Buffy to get a better view. Willow gulped again.
"And there's no tenderness, like before, in your fingertips," Tara continued singing.
"Da-dum, da-dum, da-dum," Buffy started swaying and singing the background baseline. Anya shrugged and joined in. Tara looked back and smirked, and then shifted her gaze back to Willow, who's mouth was hanging open.
"You're trying hard not to show it," she sang.
"Baby!" Buffy and Anya filled in.
"But baby, baby I know it." Tara dropped to her knees in front of Willow. "You've lost that lovin' feelin', whoa that lovin' feelin', you've lost that lovin' feelin' now it's gone, gone, gone, whoa."
Willow's mouth had gone dry. Buffy and Anya were standing now, choreographing their backup singer routine as they went. Tara stood and continued to serenade her lover.
Finally she finished the song, and Buffy and Anya clapped and cheered. Tara blushed lightly and dipped her head. Then she felt strong yet soft fingers underneath her chin, tipping her head back up. She looked into her lover's eyes. Willow kissed her softly and whispered, "I love you."
"Me too, darling," Tara whispered back, dropping another kiss on Willow's lips. The two women sat back down, next to each other.
"That was a very good Dare, Buffy," Anya said.
"Buffy?" Tara asked with a smirk. "I don't think that was Buffy singing."
"No, but she came up with the Dare, so she gets the credit. Good job," she said to the Slayer. "Oh, job well done to you, too, Tara."
"Gee, thanks, Anya," Tara said sarcastically.
"You're welcome," Anya responded.
"Okay, baby. Your turn," Willow said, handing Tara the bottle. She took a drink, then handed it back to Willow.
"Truth or Dare, sweetie?" she asked.
"Oh, uh... truth?" Willow said uncertainly, and then drank.
"What do you like most about each person here?" Tara asked.
Buffy and Anya both "oooo'd" and "ahhhh'd."
"Wow, tough question," Willow muttered.
"Hey!" both Buffy and Anya shouted indignantly.
"No, no, I mean... there's just so many things, uh, it's hard... you know, to, uh, pick just, uh, one?" Willow backpedaled.
"Good cover, Wil," Buffy said, rolling her eyes.
"Actually... it's true. Okay, Buffy... What I like most about you is... your loyalty. To your friends and family. It's not always easy, and you might feel like giving up, but you never quit. You just keep fighting, not because you're supposed to, but because we," Willow waved her hand, indicating herself, Tara, and Anya, "could be hurt or killed or something worse if you didn't."
"Something worse? Worse than getting killed?" Buffy said.
"Oh, sure! There are many things worth than getting killed!" Anya said brightly. "There's having every single bone in your body broken, starting with the fingers... there's having hot oil poured on your-"
"Okay! Moving right along!" Willow said loudly. "Anya..."
"What? What'd I do?" Anya said defensively.
"Anya, what I like best about you is... uh..." Willow paused uncertainly. Then it came to her. "I like how little you know."
"Willow!" Tara admonished. Anya hung her head, crestfallen.
"No! No, that's not what I mean." Willow tried again. "What I mean, Anya, is that you're still really young, you know? You don't understand a lot of what's going on, but you're always willing to try and learn - learn about the things you don't understand. I can respect that."
Anya blinked. Then blinked again. "You mean... you like me?"
Willow nodded. "God help me, but yeah. Sometimes."
"You like me!" Anya squealed. "You really like me!" She ran over and engulfed Willow in a bear hug.
"Okay," Willow gasped. "Oxygen. Becoming. Issue."
Anya squealed once more and then sat back down next to Buffy.
"As for you," Willow said, turning her attention to her love. "I don't even know where to start."
Tara dipped her head slightly. "That's okay, Willow. You don't have-"
"But I want to," Willow said, dipping her head down to catch Tara's eyes. "You deserve to know. You deserve to hear how wonderful you are. How special. How amazing."
"How loved?" Tara said quietly.
Willow smiled. "Yes, especially that. How loved. So I have to modify the question, slightly. What I
love most about you," Willow underlined, "is your heart. How much courage it has. How strong it is. How gentle. How compassionate."
Tara gazed back into Willow's eyes, unblinking.
"But what I love most of all," Willow said, her voice dropping a notch, "is how your heart holds mine safe. I love how you love me."
Willow kissed her then, slowly, gently. She stroked Tara's cheek and poured her heart and soul into the kiss. It took both of their breathe away.
"Ahem," Buffy cleared her throat. Willow and Tara broke the kiss slowly, their eyes lingering for a moment before turning their attention back to Buffy and Anya.
"Sorry," Buffy mumbled, apologizing for her interruption.
"S'ok," Willow replied.
"Okay, Wil. It's your turn," Buffy said.
"Anya, Truth or Dare?" Willow asked.
"Ooo, she picked me! Willow picked me!" Anya said gleefully, nudging Buffy with her elbow.
"Yes, I see that," Buffy said, rubbing her ribs. "Ouchie," she muttered.
"Let's see... do I want to answer a potentially embarrassing question about intimate details of my life? Or do I want to put my underwear on my head and dance like a chicken?" Anya wondered aloud.
"Please pick chicken, please pick chicken," Tara mumbled under her breath.
"Um... ooo... tough decision... I'll pick... Truth!" Anya said, finally.
Buffy got a wicked gleam in her eye. Tara groaned.
"Now we're getting somewhere!" Willow said excitedly. She took a drink, then handed Anya the bottle. "Okay, so tell us Anya... what secret were you going to tell us before, the one about when you and Tara...?" she trailed off, hoping Anya would fill in the gaps.
"Oh! Right! Yes, secrets!" Anya said excitedly, a broad grin covering her face. Then she looked over at Tara, who was peering at her between the fingers covering her eyes. She tilted her head slightly, looking at Tara intently. Then she sighed. "The big secret was that one night while watching movies, Tara and I ate a whole bag of double-stuff Oreos. And a large pizza."
Tara pulled her hand away from her face and cocked her head.
Did Anya just...?"That's it? That was the big secret?!?" Willow asked incredulously. Anya nodded.
"Well that just sucks!" Buffy criticized. "Here I was expecting law breaking or crowds of onlookers or... or... nudity!"
"Nudity? Nudity! What do you mean, nudity? There will be no thinking of nudity and my girlfriend at the same time! At least, no thinking of such things by you!" Willow yelled.
"Willow! I..." Buffy said defensively.
While Willow and Buffy continued their argument over Tara's nudity, or lack thereof, Tara looked over at Anya. The shopkeeper just shrugged slightly, and then she winked. Tara couldn't believe it. Anya had covered for her. She smiled the biggest smile she ever had, to which Anya responded in kind.
"Okay, excuse me!" Tara interrupted the still ongoing argument over Tara's lack of nekkidness.
If they only knew, Tara thought gratefully.
The last thing I wanted to have to explain to Willow was streaking through the quad last spring because Anya bet me I wouldn't!Buffy and Willow stopped arguing and the four women returned to the game. After nearly another half-an-hour, the bottle was finally empty.
"Sssoooo, nowwww wfhatt?" Anya slurred. She was totally bombed.
"Wwhoooo needs anofer dwink? I knoooww Idooo," Buffy slurred right back, sticking her finger in the air with gusto as if she were making a point. Of course, this threw her off balance and she fell backwards off the log she was sitting on.
"Heeeeeeeyyy, wher'd Bunny go?" Willow asked, sounding equally drunk. "Bunny? Bunny?" she called out.
"Vere's bwunnies hwere?" Anya asked, concerned.
"Nononononono, Anwya... sno bwunnies," Tara said as reassuringly as possible. She absently tried to pat Anya on the shoulder, and ended up patting air instead.
"My name's Duffy!" came a muffled voice. The other three women looked over fuzzily and saw two legs sticking straight up in the air from behind the log. A finger shot up between the two legs. "Duffy! Er, um, no... thatssnottttright. Erm... Buffy! Buffy!"
"Okkkeeeee-dokkkkeeee smokeeeeey!" Willow said, giggling. "Com'on Bunny! Anwya! Time for nighty-nite."
Willow staggered to her feet, dragging Tara up with her. They stumbled over to Anya and got her up, then headed over to grab Buffy. They finally got the Slayer up to her feet after several tries, and on wobbly legs the four women made it to the tents.
"Ev'rything's ssspinnin'," Buffy groaned before flopping onto the sleeping bag on the left side of the tent. Anya was practically unconscious, being helped up by Tara and Willow.
The two lovers eyed each other through amazingly clear eyes and grinned. Willow nodded and the two girls, as gently as it was possible to dump someone, dumped Anya onto the other sleeping bag. Tara quickly zipped up the tent and grabbed Willow's hand, dragging her over to the other tent.
"I can't believe we pulled it off!" Willow giggled as they dove into their own tent, before her giggles were stifled by Tara's hungry kiss.
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TBC with Part 14 (aka Return of the Wiccan Sex Machine)
Special Disclaimer: The lyrics in the above update come from "You've Lost That Loving Feeling," by the Righteous Brothers.