The more complicated the solution...

"Buffy!" squealed Dawn. "Do something."

"Oh, now you treat me like your beloved big sister," said Buffy. "Where was this attitude before?"

"Oh, leave Dawnie alone and go save Tara," said Willow.

"Oh, fine," said Buffy.

Buffy wasn't really eager to wrestle with Faith-in-Joyce in her current unclothed condition -- and she especially hated the way that her best friend Willow -- even now -- even despite her concern for her girlfriend Tara -- kept sneaking glances at Buffy's bare breasts. Willow had said that she was a breast girl the previous Thanksgiving and judging from the frequency of her glances at Buffy's uncovered nipples, Buffy could definitely believe it. Nevertheless, Tara did need her help and even though Tara was currently in a body that had Slayer strength, it seemed obvious from the way Faith-in-Joyce seemed to be **** her that such strength wasn't doing Tara much good.

"Get off of her," said Buffy, grabbing Faith-in-Joyce in a **** hold.

Faith-in-Joyce immediately let go, only to hit Buffy in the face with a backward head butt.

"Ow!" cried Buffy, letting go of Faith-in-Joyce.

"Stay out of this, B!" cried Faith-in-Joyce with a quick glance over her shoulder.

"I can't let you hurt Tara," said Buffy.

Faith-in-Joyce asked, "Oh, really? In that case, I'll have to hurt you."

As the two women started fighting, Dawn ran over to Willow and said, "Do something."

"I don't know what to do," said Willow. "I can't very well turn them into rats and anything less would have no effect."

"Well, there's gotta be something," said Dawn.

Then she started going through Willow's purse despite a quick "Hey!" on Willow's part until she found --

"Hey!" cried Dawn. "What does this spell do? Does it hurt or kill anybody?"

"No," said Willow. "It just affects their minds."

"But it doesn't harm their minds, right?" asked Dawn.

"No, not really," said Willow. "But still... You're not a witch, Dawnie. You shouldn't be playing around with spells and stu --"

"Bite me, Willow," said Dawn. "That's my sister getting beat up, not yours. Now let's see if this tabula rasa spell does anything useful."

And with that, Dawn started chanting the spell despite Willow's loud and frequent-voiced objections. Then Dawn finished and -- nothing seemed to happen.

Until a loud burst of mystical energy swept over Dawn and everyone else in the room.