"Holy shit, B."
Faith looked up at the huge, colorful fairy tale castle that sat in front of them. "Look at it. It's just like in the movies."
"And on the commercials, too," Buffy chimed in. "Look! There's Timon and Simba! And there's Nemo, too."
"That's not Nemo, that's Flounder from The Little Mermaid."
Buffy scoffed at Faith. "Well, I'm sorry that I don't remember the name of every Disney character ever made, Faith."
"And you can just plant one on my nicely-shaped ass, B."
Buffy pulled Faith closely to her. "Don't tempt me, woman. We still have 6 more days of our honeymoon to celebrate." She thoughtfully looked to the sky for a few moments. "That gives me 144 hours to put my lips wherever I want.whenever I want." She accentuated her statement with a searing kiss, beneath the towering shadow of Cinderella's castle.
"Could you guys please stop making out for two seconds? There are literally thousands of little kids surrounding you right now! You're going to get us kicked out of the Magic Kingdom."
"Calm down, Red. We're just getting into the Disney spirit."
Willow scoffed. "Well, if you guys get any more into the Disney spirit, you'd be into each other's pants." She walked away from the castle. "Why did you guys invite me on your honeymoon in the first place?"
Faith wrapped her arms around the slight redhead and walked toward the sunlight, away from Buffy, who was studying some large swords in a gift shop close by. "Come on, Willow. We're in Disney World, for crying out loud. This place is supposed to make things happen. You're here because Buffy wanted you here. You know I can't refuse that woman anything."
Willow chuckled. "True."
"See? I just want to make her happy.and the one thing I know that makes her the happiest.is you."
Willow looked up with a smile on her face. "Thanks, Faith."
Faith pulled her closer. "Don't get all mushy on me, Red. We both know the real reason you're here is cuz you have the hots for Cinderella."
"Oh, yeah. You know it."
They shared a laugh and walked back over to the waiting Buffy. Faith planted a kiss on Buffy's forehead. A concerned Buffy looked to the retreating Willow. "Is she okay, Faith?"
"She's fine, baby. Don't you worry your pretty little head about anything. We're going to have a blast this week. You ready for some fun, sweets?"
"I'm always ready for you, darlin'."
"Hey, guys. Why don't we check out the parade that's about to start?"
Buffy and Faith shrugged their shoulders. "Sure," they both replied.
The girls sat on the curb in the middle of Main Street, U.S.A., the center of all the activity in Disney's Magic Kingdom. They waited for the parade to begin. Willow inhaled the scent of freshly popped popcorn, the warm sunshine enveloping her in a comfortable blanket of heat. The sight of the colorful decorations and happy children lifted her previously moody funk. "I can't believe we're here."
Buffy chimed in. "Me neither.I think I'm falling in love with the place already."
"Hey, don't go cheating on me already; We've only been married for three days."
Buffy smiled at Faith and squeezed her hand. "And they've been the best three days of my life."
Willow cleared her throat and whispered, "You guys are getting stared at by a group of teenaged boys." She peered a little closer. ".and there is definite drool."
They both laughed at the boys, as one of them headed across the street. He was immediately stopped by an officer who witnessed the entire exchange. The angry teenager headed back over to his laughing friends, embarrassed at being rejected. The officer sent a small wave to Buffy, Faith, and Willow. They waved back in thanks. "That was sweet. I guess it's a Disney thing.These people must suck at life outside of this place. Having to be so happy at all times has to have some sort of mental hold on you. It's like --"
Faith's comments were cut off as the voice of Julie Andrews boomed through some nearby speakers, signaling the start of the parade.
Leading the beginning of the parade were Winnie the Pooh, Piglet, and Eeyore. The sight of her favorite Disney character excited Buffy to no end. "Look! It's Eeyore! He's so cute! Look, he's all sad and depressed.How adorable!"
"B, he's not sad or depressed. He's a realist. The rest of them are either manic, hungry, or neurotic."
Buffy scoffed. "A realist? Come on, honey. Do you really think th--"
Buffy's comment was cut short as a sharp loud squeak erupted from Faith. The huge float that turned the corner in front of them held Ariel and Eric, both clothed in wedding attire. Faith laughed out loud in happiness. "Look! It's Ariel and Eric! Oh my god, this is amazing!"
She turned around to see to odd faces looking back at her. She shrugged her shoulders. "What? It's okay for B to squeal like a girl but not me?"
"That's exactly it," Willow said. "It's unnatural to see you being all girly.It's kinda--"
"Creepy? Weird? Twilight-zoney?" Buffy chimed in.
Faith frowned but kept staring at the float as it continued down the parade route. "What's so wrong about it?"
"Well, it's just different seeing you all girly and stuff. I mean, I know you're a girl, and you have um, girl parts." Willow's eyes shifted quickly down to Faith's chest.
"Babe..I think Willow just checked me out. I think she just checked out my tits!"
The group of women were glared at by several families surrounding them. "Keep it down, Faith. You're gonna get us severely maimed here."
"Well, then stop staring at my BOOBS!" Faith laughed as Buffy blushed and turned away from her. "Aw, babe, am I embarrassing you? You want me to stop?"
"That would be nice, baby. What about you, Will?"
"That would be awesome, guys."
Buffy turned to Faith. "See? Will agrees with me. So stop it, honey."
Faith leaned down and gave Buffy a quick kiss. "Done, baby." She looked up at the parade still going by. "Hey. Check out the mice," she chuckled.
In front of a float were lots of the mice from the movie Cinderella. They all had brooms in their hands, and they scampered merrily back and forth in front of the float. As the three women turned their attention to the mice, Faith let out a low whistle. "Check out that princess. She is hot. What do you think, Red? You like your women royal?"
Willow was not paying attention to her bickering friend. Her eyes were set dead ahead of her.
She ignored her name being called as she watched the float pass by. In it was Cinderella.a blonde-haired, blue-eyed, beautiful woman with full lips and a gorgeous smile. Her eyes were locked on the princess, and her heart stopped when she saw the woman look her way. As they stared at each other, the fairy tale princess gave the redhead a big smile, and with lips that made Willow sweat with something a little more than the heat, Cinderella mouthed two words to her: "Tara Maclay."