An unexpected reprieve

"Why the hell did you turn me into a human, mystery girl?" asked Anya as she glared in Kennedy's direction. "And where the hell are my clothes?"

Even though she was stark naked, Anya did not even try to cover herself. Instead she had both arms both by her sides and did not even try to hold her legs closed.

Kennedy, on the other hand, sat on the floor with her arms around her knees, trying desperately to use her legs to hide her breasts from the view of everyone else in the library. She never considered herself to be a very modest person but compared to Anya, she felt like a nun who had just been stripped of her habit.

Future Amy said, "We must have left them behind in the science lab where you got transformed into a rabbit."

"So why did you turn me into a rabbit?" asked Anya.

"Wait a minute," said Halfrek. "You mean to say that Amy was the one to turn you into a rabbit, not her mother?"

"Of course it was Amy," said Anya. "I saw her do it myself. Who else would it be besides he --"

And then Anya paused in the middle of her question when she turned and saw present Amy standing five feet away with a pale expression on her face.

"What the hell is going on here?" asked Anya.

Halfrek pointed to future Amy. "Well, apparently this is Amy Madison from a future time and the other Amy Madison is from the present. I have no idea which one cast the spell that transformed you but apparently their friend Kennedy over there -- the one you call 'mystery girl' -- made the wish that turned you back into a human."

Anya turned her attention to Kennedy and asked, "Why the hell did you do that, mystery girl?"

"My name is Kennedy," said Kennedy.

"Nevertheless, why did you do it, mystery girl?" asked Anya. "Haven't you been punished enough?"

"Yes, I have," said Kennedy. "But I did not do it intentionally. I only made the wish on behalf of your friend Halfrek and her friend Justice Demon Amy. I'm sorry I made a mistake but it was a mistake."

"Wait a minute," said Anya. "Did you say Justice Demon Amy?"

"Sorry," said Kennedy. "I meant to say Vengeance Angel Amy."

At this point, Anya grew pale.

She turned toward future Amy and said, "You're not by any chance related to this Vengeance Angel Amy, are you?"

"I could be," said future Amy. "She claims to be my future self. Why?"

"Er, no reason," said Anya. "Forget I said anything. How about we just call it even and then you wish me back into being a vengeance demon?'

"You know they can't do that, Anya," said Halfrek. "Only one being has the ability to give the powers of a justice demon to a human -- even if said human used to be a justice demon -- and he's not here right now. Besides, you and I both know how D'Hoffryn feels about justice demons who are foolish enough to let their powers get taken away from them."

"Oh, great," said Anya. "Then it's official. I'm fucked. Thanks again, Kennedy."

Kennedy was tempted to gloat but for once, she decided that silence was her best option.

"Please excuse me," said Buffy, "but I want to see what's taking the boys so long to get back with Kennedy's clothes."

Buffy ran out into the hall and thanked God that there was no one to see her run down the hall wearing nothing but Willow's sweater.

Then she stopped and paused when she heard sounds around the next corner.

"Listen, Jonathan," Buffy heard a female voice say, "make a wish right now and I can give you any girl in this school that you want. You can even have Kennedy. You like Kennedy, right? Well, I can make her like you right back for as long as you like. Isn't that what you want?"

"Well, I don't know," said Jonathan.

"Oh, don't be a sucker, Jonathan," said the voice. "If you do things the normal way, you're never going to get a date. But if you do things my way, you can have yourself a harem if you -- ahem -- wish."

"Don't listen to her, Jonathan," said Buffy, hurriedly running around the corner. "Amy's just trying to trick -- Wait a minute! You're not Amy. Who the hell are you?"

The brunette girl in the black prom dress who had been talking to Jonathan just turned toward Buffy and smiled. "Well, officially I'm Buffy Summers, Justice Demon Local # 666. So obviously, I'm not this Amy person you just mentioned. Now I have a question for you: Who the hell are you?"