Return to Summer of Love... 1969 Chapter Nine

Summer of Love... 1969

Author: WillowTara Addict
Rating: R to NC-17.
Disclaimer: I don't own Willow and Tara, I am only taking them back to the future, the year of 1969... Joss, if you were a kid back then, they were always yours.

The next day, everything was getting crowded that Willow convinced Tara and Ginger to move their spot closer to hers to ensure that they have everything in safe place. Meanwhile, Willow was busy working on Ginger's tent after insisting to be allowed to do an experiment on it.

"Shit! It looks like it is gonna rain all night and my tent will be soaked through!" Ginger exclaimed.

Tara was smiling at her best friend rambling about getting soaked in her sleep and spoke, "Sweetie, we will BOTH get soaked anyway and besides we wouldn't sleep very comfortably in my car."

"Want some soda pop?"

Both girls turned to the redhead and nodded their heads in response.

"Catch!" Willow shouted, tossing two glass bottle of light colored orange fizzy liquid.

As they each caught the bottle and eyed the name of the flavor, they were peach-flavored. Ginger tried to twist the top off but found that she couldn't so she looked at Tara for help but Tara was having the same trouble.

"Allow me..." Willow was smirking almost conceitedly, taking Ginger's bottle and popped with bottlecap popper then did the same for Tara's.

"Not that many can twist these if their hands are that wet." Willow said, flipping her bottlecap popper and popped her own bottle.

"Thanks." The girls said in unison.

"So what's going on?" Willow took a swig of her grape-flavored soda.

As Tara filled her in, Willow listened ever so intently that Tara could see that Willow's mind is already working overtime. As she finished, Willow immediately asked Ginger if she could do some experiment on her tent to see if it could withhold the water from soaking through.

"What are you, a mad scientist?" Ginger asked, doubtful.

"No, actually I am majoring in Technical Engineering but I dabble in other hobbies just to improve some things for better life." Willow responded confidently.

Tara couldn't help but smile at how confident the redhead was being and it was quite a turn-on. As she continued watching Willow go off about her theory on her experiment, falling in love with her all over again.

"So, deal?" Willow asked hopefully.

"So lemme get this straight, if you somehow ruin my tent and you will let me sleep in your bus for the rest of the weekend. You will sleep in my ruined tent." Ginger double checked, still thinking the redhead was really crazy.

"Yep, you got that right. I wouldn't do this if I am so sure my experiment would work. After all I have developed the formula so only I need a tent so I could test it." Willow said, holding up a brown-colored glass bottle with clear liquid in it.

"How do you apply this to the tent?" Tara asked, raising her left eyebrow.

"Just paint it all over it." Willow said simply, pulling out a paint roller.

"Okay, let's go for it. I will be right back." Ginger jogged back to Tara's car and retrieved her rolled up tent. "Here you go." Ginger handed the tent to Willow.

"Perfect and thank you for letting me do this." Willow smiled excitedly.

Tara laughed at the way Willow was acting and thought she was the most adorable being on Mother Earth. She decided to let Willow do her experiment without too much distraction.

"Ginny, why don't we get something to eat while Willow works on her experiment?" Tara suggested, looking briefly at Willow and caught a glint in Willow's green orbs. She thought Willow was being mischievous but dismissed it.

Willow watched the two women walk only a few yards to the car to grab some grease, before turning her full and undivided attention on her experiment project. 'I never knew my formula would come in handy and after all, I needed to prove my theory correct since California practically doesn't have that much rain. I just wanted to have Tara with me right here in my bus.' Willow thought with a growing smile.

When the women returned, Willow looked up and announced, "I am done and I am going to let it dry for an hour."

"An hour? Even nail polish couldn't dry that fast." Ginger asked, almost certain that she will be spending the night in the grooviest crash pad she has ever seen.

"Yup, I have ensured that the formula has the ability to dry as quickly as possible. It's all the thanks to science." Willow nodded her head once in pride.

"Here you go, love." Tara whispered, passing a sandwich to Willow which she gladly accepted.

"Buffy, I would like you to meet my sister, Ashley. I finally found her today." Jack said with a beaming smile.

"Sure, I would love to." Buffy said, scanning around for the girl that fits the description Jack gave but she couldn't find the girl.

Jack knew what Buffy was doing and chuckled softly, "My sister is not right here with us yet but right now she is... you know having sex with her fiancee. But we will meet her soon okay. Wanna do some dope with me, I grabbed some dope from Red, she told me it was really out of sight?"

"Thanks Jack but I want to do something first." Buffy said almost blushing.

Seeing that, Jack smiled but nodded in response. Buffy leant in to allow her lips touch Jack's. It was nothing passionate about it but somewhat affectionate. As Buffy pulled back after a few moments of kissing and spoke in small voice, "Well?"

"You are such a beautiful kisser and I like that." Jack complimented with sincere in his voice. "Can we do this again?"

Buffy grinned and leant in again for another one.

"Hey Jack!" The cheerful voice broke the kissing couple apart.

"Ash! I wonder where you got the worst timing!" Jack scolded playfully while Buffy looked on, feeling a little shy.

"Just because you are my twin doesn't mean I have to be like you, Joker." Ashley joked.

Eyeing the smaller blonde sitting next to her brother, Ashley whispered, "Is that the one I have been hearing about from Red?"

"Yes Ash, it's Buffy Summers. Buffy, this is my twin, Ashley Stevens." Jack introduced the two women.

"Nice to meet you, Ashley." Buffy held out her right hand.

Taking it, Ashley said, "Likewise..." Pulling Buffy towards her, she whispered, "He thinks you are the one, I am hoping that you feel the same way. But if you don't, it would be best that you tell him now."

Buffy felt so much love coming from Ashley towards her brother and knew she is only doing this to protect her brother. She felt nothing but the sincere respect for Ashley.

"Thank you." Buffy said when Ashley let go of her hand. The taller blonde smiled and winked before turning to Jack.

"We will see you at the concert in a couple of hours from now, honey." Ashley said, placing a kiss on Jack's right cheek.

"So what did she say?" Jack asked, showing concern on his face.

"Only that she cares so much for you." Buffy responded with a smile, closing the gap between them and wrapped her arms around his neck for a comforting hug. Jack didn't say anything but return the hug with a smile.

Faith was debating with herself whether she should make her presence known while Razz was apparently doing some kind of mediation and singing a new song. She didn't have to continue her self-debate when Razz opened his eyes and said, "Hey Faith, come on and sit with me."

Faith couldn't help herself but smiled, taking the offer by sitting down next to him. "So what are you working on?"

"Well... I am not sure yet but sometimes it sounded so good in my head but when it comes out of my mouth, it's not as good as it sounded in my mind." Razz explained, shrugging with a boyish smile.

"Don't put yourself down, you really sound so good. You really have a beautiful voice." Faith encouraged, unable to take her eyes away from Razz's smile. 'You really have a beautiful smile.' Faith wanted to add but couldn't dare.

"There's a lot of love in the air, don't you think?" Razz said, looking forward at nothing in particular.

"Oh yeah, I would like to think so." Faith agreed.

"Are you okay, Faith? You seem to be miles away." Razz put down his guitar on the ground.

"Yeah, I am just groovy." Faith said, with blush creeping across her cheeks.

"Hey, that's okay. I am your friend, you can tell me anything. Was it a guy trouble? If so, who is he, did he give you a hard time? If he did, I swear I wil-"

"It's you!" Faith interrupted.

Razz frowned in confusion, "Me? What did I do?"

Faith shook her head, "It came out wrong, you didn't do anything wrong. It's you. I like you, umm..." A brief pause, "more than just friends." Faith couldn't allow herself to look at Razz.

Razz's features widened and blinked a few times to ensure that he wasn't imagining anything. After a moment of silence, Faith knew she screwed it up royally and she began to get up, mumbling, "I am sorry, Razz but forget I said anything." Before Faith could completely stand up, Razz grabbed her left hand, "Don't leave, Faith."

"Voila!" Willow announced, driving the last nail down into the earth.

Ginger and Tara were watching the redhead finish setting up Ginger's tent. The best friends looked at each other in question before turning back to the tent.

"Okay, I would need for you to grab this bucket of water over there." Willow pointed to the tin bucket filled with rain water and continued, "I will get inside and you just have to pour it all over."

"Confident, aren't you?" Ginger challenged, picking up the bucket.

"Always." Willow took the challenge, already crawling inside the tent, winking at Tara. "Ginger, go ahead."

Tara was watching with complete interest and gasped in bewilderment when she saw that Willow's experiment was working very well, actually too well.

"So still dry in here." Willow looked up at the blonde holding the empty bucket.

"Lemme see!" Ginger said, getting on her knees and crawled inside. "Wow, that's so far out! It's still dry in here!" Her excited voice escaped through the cloth.

Tara was already missing her redhead and was about to grab her but Willow was already crawling out, walking towards her. "Hey love, what do u think?" Willow asked, putting her arms around Tara's waist.

"I think you are so incredibly wonderful, helping Ginny have a waterproof tent that can endure through tonight's storm. But why are you doing this?" Tara asked, smiling her patented half smile.

Willow giggled and leant in for a quick kiss before responding, "Because I am hoping that I could have the honor of asking you to spend the night with me in my crash pad tonight."

Was that the glint I saw in her eyes earlier. Goddess, she is truly a mischief! Tara thought in amusement.

"Well? Are you going to spend tonight with me?" Willow asked again.

Tara raised her left hand to Willow's head and pulled her in for a lingering kiss. She pulled back only less than an inch and responded, "Yes, I would love to spend the night with you tonight."

Willow was beaming and all of sudden, she shrieked when something hit her against her back.

"Mud fight!" Top-X shouted, he was already covered with wet mud.

"You asshole!" Willow said in surprise and began to chase after him but was held back by Tara's strong arms. "What?" Willow asked, worried.

"Don't ever leave me like that, I want to go and play in mud with you too." With that, Tara reached for Willow's lips and kissed her then she dropped a wet blob of mud onto Willow's head and sprinted.

"Hey! I am gonna get you!" Willow exclaimed, going after giggling Tara.

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