IT'S BEEN MADE CLEAR THAT I'M NOT A GOOD ROLE MODEL.
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[ 6.06 ]
Halloween had yet again arrived in Sunnydale. Here's to hoping no one turned into their costumes or got stuck in a house haunted by fear demons — that was the one time Kitty didn't complain about being banned from that frat house.
Given the spooky nature of the holiday, the Magic Box was filled with customers and children in costumes running around. The entire gang was working to keep up with the crowd, but only about half-dressed up. Anya was dressed in tight striped shorts and a red blouse while moving around on roller skates, claiming to be a Charlie's Angel so she'd have an excuse to look hot. Giles was reusing his wizard robe but wouldn't put the hat on no matter how much Kitty begged.
Kitty, Xander, and Teddy coordinated their costumes and went as Power Rangers — they couldn't get anyone else in the group to commit with them. So, Xander went as the Red Ranger, Teddy was the Blue Ranger, and Kitty, naturally, chose to be the Pink Ranger. She kept her mask off for most of the workday because it was hard to see, but she loved the cute little costume.
Buffy, while not dressed up, was helping the best she could. Retail wasn't exactly her strong suit, as proven by the day she tried officially working at the Magic Box. In an attempt to get a job, she tried working at Xander's construction site as well as the shop. In addition to some weird things that happened while shadowing Tara and Willow in their classes, it was safe to assume some demon had been messing with her, making her life harder.
But whatever caused all those mishaps seemed to be gone now, leaving Buffy to try and figure out what to do with her life in peace. And hopefully, that wouldn't include working at the Magic Box on more days than just holidays.
"Buffy!" Anya called, skating over to her. "We're running low on mandrake root. Check the basement. I thought I sent Kitty, but she must have gotten distracted with a customer."
"Don't blame me if we have this conversation over and over and over," Buffy muttered to herself while walking off. Repeating the same hour and dealing with the same customer fifty times had been just one way that she was messed with the week before. "Why am I doing Kitty's job?"
Of course, once Buffy made it to the basement, she saw why she was doing Kitty's job. She'd found the mandrake root but she also found Spike. And Buffy found the two wrapped up in each other, not a care in the world as he had her pressed up against the storage shelves, kissing her leisurely.
"Funny, I didn't think Spike's name was Mandrake Root," Buffy said, crossing her arms.
Kitty and Spike pulled apart, startled by Buffy's arrival. She smirked at them. "And just what are you doing here, Spike?"
"I mean, was kind of evident," Kitty muttered, wiping smudged lip gloss off her lips.
"Came through the tunnels. Was running low on burba weed," Spike said, nodding to a clump of weeds on the floor that he dropped after running into Kitty.
