"Everyone on Buffy will be gay!"

(Note: This was inspired by something Joss said on the official board.)

Giles turned to face the others.

"Thank you for coming at such short notice."

He surveyed the assembled Scooby Gang and their numerous hangers-on. Sometimes it amazed him how many people had become party to their little secret since Buffy's first arrival three years ago. But that wasn't important right now, they had a serious crisis to deal with and now wasn't the time to let thoughts of the past distract him.

(Or the noises of so many beautiful young people interested only in each other.)

He cleared his throat, partly to get their attention onto to the subject in hand, but mostly to get his own back on track.

"Um, yes. Firstly, I'd like to thank Mr Finn and his, um, friend for getting us access to the university's library at such short notice."

He nodded to one half of the gorgeous young couple snuggled together on the nearby issue desk. The young man concerned disengaged himself from his partner's affections long enough to smile back at Giles; a very knee-trembling smile.

"That's OK," Riley replied, sounding only slightly distracted by where Graham was putting his hand. "Since that *thing* destroyed our base we figured that anything that could help you destroy it must be for our mutual good. Besides," He wetted his lips provocatively and flashed Giles a look. "I could never resist a handsome prince in distress."

"Quite, quite," said Giles, retreating into 'stuffy' mode to try and damp down the sap rising in his loins. "And as Mr Finn's words prove, this demon is the reason why we must all work together as a team."

He paused to lean forward and dramatically remove his glasses, so as to emphasise the importance of his next sentence, not to give all those gorgeous men watching him a chance to see how smoulderingly sexy his gaze could be, not at all.

"We may be facing," he began, his soft voice given extra depth by the seriousness of his tone, "the most dangerous creature we have ever had to deal with."

His gaze smouldered sexily, despite himself. Damn it.

"And as a consequence, we will have to show *extra* vigilance in dealing with."

(The noises were getting louder now)

"I said, we will have to show *extra* vigilance in dealing with."

With a sigh Giles pinched the bridge of his handsomely profiled nose.

"Xander, do you think you could *possibly* tear your attention *away* from Oz and back to the matter in hand for *just* one minute?"

Reluctantly the black-haired youth disengaged himself from showing just how happy he was that the quietly sensitive guitarist had recently returned.

"*Thank* you!" snapped Giles, relieved that at least his jealousy had calmed down. "Honestly, I don't know what's got into you lot recently. Here we are, standing on the brink of world destruction, and all you can
think about are your hormones!"

"Awwww!"

The sympathetic sound echoed genuinely around the library as Angel stood up from where he had been brooding in a corner with Spike and came towards the former Watcher.

"Does a certain ex-librarian need a great big hug?" he purred as he wrapped himself sensuously around Giles's trimly muscular physique.

"Um, Angel, that's very sweet," stammered Giles as the vampire began licking softly at his neck, "but I've got an end-of-the-world-prevention meeting to lead here and having you do that is rather distracting."

"But I want to stay," whispered Angel, laying his head on Giles's shoulder as he did so.

"All right," said Giles, accepting defeat in favour of the feeling of Angel's fingers brushing gently down his body. "So, um, yes. Where was I?"

"The greatest evil we've ever faced," prompted Buffy crossly from where she sat, annoyed at the fact that not only was her lover still in a coma but this was the first time in over seven hundred words that she had been mentioned.

"Right! Yes! Giles beamed in happy recognition. "Thank you Buffy. Yes, the greatest evil that we've ever faced."

(Angel's hand trailed lower.)

".a demon so terrible that."

(.and came to rest on Giles's crotch.)

".that even, even the mere, um, merest mention of its name."

There was the sound of a zipper being undone.

"Oh sod it!" cried Giles before wrapping Angel up in a passionate clinch.

"Well, this is just great!"

Angrily Buffy stood up.

"You guys just disgust me!" she cried, the frustration of being ignored and being the only single girl in a room full of groping guys fuelling her rage. "I mean, responsibility issues aside, don't you have any *idea* of how gross you're all being, feeling each other up in public like this? You don't catch me and Willow smooching and fondling our significant others like this; we have some restraint, right Wills?"

"Mmm?" the redheaded witch asked, her attention more on the new Wiccan finger exercises Tara was gently demonstrating on her.

"Oh great!" Buffy put her hands on her hips and glared at the Wiccan couple, slightly saddened that they were too involved in each other to appreciate how good she looked when she did this. Then she sighed.

"Don't suppose you'd care for a threesome?"

"Sure!" giggled Willow happily and reached out to draw her friend into her new world.

Suddenly the doors to the library burst open. The ground quaked, the walls played a demo of Half-Life and the ceiling refused to join in with this games-oriented joke as a terrible figure strode in.

"That's *enough*!" boomed the voice of the demon Moral Majority. "How *dare* you all behave like this? How *dare* you all act in this...this *deviant* manner? Is this some sort of sick publicity stunt?"

"On the contrary!" cried the demon J'Oss Wh'd'n, bursting in through a window. "Haven't you heard?"

"Heard what?" asked Moral Majority.

J'Oss signalled to his creations, and as one they all cried out

"Everyone on Buffy will be gay!"

("D'uh!" shouted the legions of slash fiction writers, who knew this all along.

And they all went off to have hot monkey sex. Except for the fic writers, who went off to write about it. Or maybe have hot monkey sex and *then* write about it. Or maybe just have hot monkey sex, I mean, I shouldn't judge the lives of slash fic writers and I don't mean to imply that they *don't* have hot monkey sex, unless they don't like to or they actually don't or.I'll shut up now.)


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