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The Kitten, the Wiccans, and My Best Dress 2


Author: Trista
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer characters are property of Joss Whedon/Mutant Enemy. Narnia is the property of the estate of C.S. Lewis.

Well the passing years were good for our Queens of Narnia. They were blessed by the goddess with a baby girl whom they named Hillary, which in Narnian meant 'girl of the valley' (aka prep). Four years later they had another baby girl, and they named her Trista, which in Narnian meant... well, Trista. This is where our story takes place, fifteen years later...

"Where is she?" Willow said one night when they were seated around the dinner table.

"I'm sure she'll be here soon," Tara said, trying to reassure Willow. Soon the door opened and in came a young lady with red hair, and mud all over.

"Trista, you're late," Willow said.

"Again," Hillary said.

"I'm sorry," Trista said. "I was out riding - Narnia's so beautiful at night, with the stars, and best of all, tonight's a full moon."

Trista took her seat and Willow asked how everyone's day was going.

"Well," Hillary said, "Prince Connor (son of Buffy and Angel) took me out for a romantic dinner."

"As for me," Trista said, "I went to the library and read the story of Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy - wouldn't it be great to meet them?"

"No," Hillary said. "God is that all you ever do, is read and dream?"

"No," Trista said, "I also write about wolves."

"You're such a Goth," Hillary snorted.

"I prefer the term Lycan," Trista corrected her.

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