The two young ginger hair boys came pacing into the house chucking their damp towels on the floor and speeding up the stairs after each other knocking over various objects on the way. The small blonde stumbled in after them onto the newly cleaned hallway of Willow's house, dripping all over the shiny wooden floor. The dark-haired boy was behind her and Willow at her side.
"Bitches! All of them!" She threw her belongings down by the side of the door before inviting herself into the redhead's kitchen to make herself a snack. She took item after item out of the pantry, slamming them down on the counter as hard as possible to express just how angry she was. Her hair was still wet and stuck to the sides of her face and her neck. Drops were sliding down her back, making her shiver.
Xander took his towel, that he had yet to dry himself with, and put it around the blonde's shoulders. Half fearing he was about to get punched, he stepped back immediately, placing himself just behind Willow.
"Buffy, it was an accident, you heard her," the redhead stressed.
"Accident? ACCIDENT? Will, I did NOT need to see Xander's naked form." She shivered at the memory that was still fresh in her mind. Xander dropped his head in shame; he had known these girls too long for them to see him like that. Then a thought came to him. "Hey! Maybe I don't want to see YOU naked!" he shot at both of them. He expected some protest; the only response he got were two cocked eyebrows. He looked back and forth, knowing he should have kept his mouth shut.
"And I'm leaving..." With that, he stepped out of the room, leaving the two girls to talk.
"Please, Buff, calm down. She's really nice." She waited for her friend to reply, but there was nothing; she was standing with her back to Willow, stirring a jar of peanut butter. "Honestly."
"How would you know, will? You talked to her for a whole two seconds while we..." Buffy's eyes bulged at her new revelation.
"Oh, my God. That's her, isn't it? That's her! That's the girl you want to do sexy loves with!" She laughed at the redhead blushing profusely.
Buffy recognized how embarrassed her friend was straight away, as it took a lot to make Willow stutter. Within a second she had moved from the kitchen counter and over to her friend to jab her in the ribs as much as possible before she begged for mercy.
"Yes, it's her!" Willow gave in and started laughing, her cheeks still red from admitting her secret. Once she had calmed down she looked at Buffy seriously. "And I forgive her, so you should, too." She held her friend's hand, waiting for her approval. Buffy moved her glance up from the floor and opened her mouth, about to respond.
"You're bonking the hot blonde!" Xander jumped into the kitchen with a giddy look on his face.
Willow's cheeks regained their red glow. "Uh, well, no, not yet."
"You said not yet!" Xander and Buffy giggled and danced around her.
"You're going to do sexy loves! You're going to do sexy loves!" they both sung while skipping around the embarrassed redhead.
"Tonight..." she said lightly, interrupting her friends from their little ritual dance.
Buffy grabbed her friend's arm and looked her in the eyes. "You're going to jump her tonight? WOW. This is a momentous occasion, Willo-"
"No, Buff. We're just going to, you know, hang out," Willow said awkwardly.
"Okay, we have to get you all dressed up. I have forgiven her for letting my eyes grace across Xander's... umm... yeah, we have to get you dressed up!" she rushed.
"Well, actually, we're meeting at the swimming hole. It's far enough away for her so no one will see, and plus we both know it, so I'm thinking an outfit that is simple but cute."
"And hot," Xander finished with a big grin spreading across his face.
"Wear the black tank top, and I'm presuming there's going to be some swimming in this ridiculous heat, so wear something underneath. That's simple." Buffy looked at Willow seriously.
"And it's hot," Xander giggled.
"And it hugs in all the right places." Buffy winked.