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Pick My Partner

Author: Coopster5000
Rating: PG-13 for language
Disclaimer: Based on the T.V. show Parental Control on MTV. Buffy the Vampire Slayer is the property of Joss Whedon/Mutant Enemy.


"Is that her?" asked Ira as all three occupants of the couch heard the front door open then close.

Within seconds the redhead was in the living room, where her parents and girlfriend were waiting to bombard her with questions and statements.

"How was it?"

"Did you have fun?"

"I cant believe you actually went on a date with that skank."

"It was a lot of fun," replied Willow as she took a seat next to Kennedy. "and don't call her a skank, she was pretty cool."

"What ever," huffed Kennedy, crossing her arms in anger.

"Why do you have to be like this?" questioned Willow. "Why are you being so mean?"

"Why do you have to go on these ridiculous dates?" she glared. "Aren't I all the women you need?"

"Oh baby don't you know it," leered Willow as she grabbed Kennedy by the back of the head and brought her in for a luxuriant kiss.

"Ohh knock it off," grouched Ira. "You're grossing me out!"

"Well it shouldn't be that hard to do," smirked Kennedy, pulling away from Willow. "I mean all you have to do is look at your wife."

"That's it," snapped Mr. Rosenberg jumping up from the couch and marching towards the brunette.

"Oh no mommy! The rhino's getting to close to the car!" the Latino teased as she hugged herself closer to her girlfriend.

"It's a good thing my girls on the way other wise I would beat the ever loving shit out of you," hissed out Sheila.

"O' I'm so scared," mocked Kennedy.

"Babe, chill." as soon as the words were out of the redheads mouth the doorbell sounded, indicating the arrival of her second date.

"And here's my girl," smiled Sheila as she bounced off the sofa and towards the door to great the next contestant.

"Bet she's fat," whispered Kennedy.

"Tara, it's good to see you again," smiled Mrs. Rosenberg as she opened the front door and ushered the blonde inside the house.

"You too Mrs. Rosenberg," greeted Tara as she followed the older redhead into the living room where two young girls and Mr. Rosenberg were sitting.

"Tara you remember my husband?"

"Yes. It's n-n-nice to s-see you again s-sir," she extended her hand out to the older man.

"And over there is my beautiful daughter Willow and her poor excuse for a girlfriend Kennedy," trailed off Sheila.

"N-n-nice to m-meet you Willow," smiled the blonde.

"Oh wow Sheila where did you find this one," laughed Kennedy. "At r-r-retards R u-u-us." she mocked the blonde while still continuing to laugh.

Lifting the Latino's legs off her lap, Willow stood up and walked to the blonde. "Hey, you ready to go?"

"Will, you can't be serious," choked out Kennedy in a shocked voice.

"Okay, wow! My mom picked a mega hot babe," smiled the redhead into the camera. "My first impression of Tara was 'damn who's the blonde haired goddess,' and that's no joke."

"Damn after all these years I thought my mom didn't know me at all but boy was I wrong. After seeing Tara, my mom sure knows I like them tall, blonde, and curvy in all the right places,' she emphasized her point by referencing the size of the other woman's boobs.

"I cant wait to go on this date," she grinned before walking away from the camera.

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