One week later

"Damn it, W," said Faith-in-Riley as she walked into the kitchen of Buffy's house where Willow-in-Kathryn was having breakfast. "You still haven't finished that body swap talisman yet?"

"Hey, I've been working on it," said Willow-in-Kathryn. "I've just been busy doing other stuff."

"Hey, I thought that was going to be your first priority, W," said Faith-in-Riley. "That and tracking down the skank who stole your girlfriend's body."

"I don't know," said Tara-in-Willow as she too walked into the kitchen. "I kinda like life as a redhead."

"You know it kinda weirds me out when you say stuff like that, right?" asked Willow-in-Kathryn.

"Oh, you're just mad because you ended up in the body that looks like your best friend who is not me," said Tara-in-Willow, playfully sticking out her tongue as she said this. "Besides, I seem to stutter a lot less in this body."

"Damn it, Faith," said Buffy-in-Joyce as she too walked into the room. "Can you go to the upstairs bathroom please and check on Riley? He's on his period and I'm getting tired of trying to teach him how to use a tampon."

"Hey, why should I do it?" asked Faith-in-Riley. "He's your boyfriend."

"But he's in your body so you deal with it," said Buffy-in-Joyce. "Besides, I need to get to work. I'm getting enough funny looks from Mom's co-workers as it is without wasting time here at home. By the way, Willow, how are you coming along on the body swap talisman?"

"I'll let you know when it's ready," said Willow-in-Kathryn. "It's not my fault that the supplies I need are suddenly scarce."

"Buffy," said Joyce-in-Buffy as she came into the room fully dressed. "Can you give me a ride to class?"

"Why can't you go with Tara?" asked Buffy-in-Joyce.

"Tara wants to stay home with Willow and help her with her work," said Joyce-in-Buffy.

"Well, Tara should have told me that," said Buffy-in-Joyce. "Geez!"

"Hey, gang!" said a naked Amy Madison. "You got any cheese?"

"Seriously?" asked Faith-in-Riley.

"Hey, I happen to like cheese," said Amy. "Even though I've been eating way too much of it recently thanks to -- you know -- some people."

With this, Amy cast a meaningful look at Willow-in-Kathryn and Tara-in-Willow.

"So this is the reason you've been behind on making that body swap talisman?" asked Faith-in-Riley. "You've been de-ratting your friend Amy? What an odd sense of priorities you have, Willow."

"Hey, don't you lecture me on priorities, Miss Want-Take-Have," said Willow-in-Kathryn. "It's all your fault we're in this mess. Besides, Tara and I thought we could use some extra help with the spells and stuff."

"Um, Amy, shouldn't you be wearing clothes right now?" said Joyce-in-Buffy.

"Well, yes, I guess I should be," said Amy. "But I kinda got out of the habit --again, thanks to some people."

Amy cast another meaningful look at Willow-in-Kathryn and Tara-in-Willow.

Then she went over to the refrigerator.

"Hey, do you have any Gouda?" asked Amy.

Then Amy spied something on the breakfast table.

"What's this?" she asked as she went over to the table and picked up a small piece of paper.

"Oh, something I've been working on as a side project," said Willow. "Doesn't really work without a large dose of Lethe's Bramble, though."

"Yes, it does," said Amy. "It just has to be said a certain way by a certain person. Like, say, someone who used to be a mystical ball of energy. Or perhaps even the daughter of a witch."

"Er, yes," said Willow. "Well, I don't have time to fool around with it right now -- and you shouldn't either, Amy."

"I don't know," said Amy. "After all that time as a rat, I would not mind missing a memory or two. So let's see if I can get this tabula rasa spell to work on me. 'For Mnemosyne's devoted servant Amy, this I char, Let Lethe's Bramble do its chore. Purge my mind of memories grim of pains from recent slights and sins.'... Hey, it didn't work."

"I warned you not to fool around with it," said Willow.

"Perhaps if I did it for the whole group," said Amy. "After all, I don't really want anyone to remember me being a rat. And oh, look. There's some Lethe's Bramble right here. Perhaps if I take it to the stove?"

"Damn it, Amy," said Willow. "I told you before not to fool around --"

Just then Amy repeated the spell and burnt a small dose of Lethe's Bramble by holding it to one of the stove's burners. But she used a bigger dose than she intended and then suddenly...

A big burst of mystical energy swept over the group.