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"Hi Giles!" Buffy barged in like she always did, calling for Giles and only after a moment Xander's presence registered. She frowned for a moment, and gave Xander a perfunctory "Hiya, I'm Buffy."
Then she turned to Giles and pulled him away into the kitchen.
"I need to talk to you," she whispered, still loud enough for Xander to hear every word. "there's been a couple of strange demons these last days, didn't catch 'em fast enough, but since yesterday, they're gone." With a glance at Xander she continued, "And isn't she a little young for you? Not complaining, girlfriend-having Giles is definitely a good thing, but," Buffy sneaked a second peek and her eyes narrowed, "why exactly is she wearing one of my demon slime emergency tops?" She finally looked at Giles.
"Err, well, I'm not entirely sure how to explain that, it's rather a long story." Giles began, when Xander stood up, walked over and said, "Buff? It's me, Xander, I've been turned into a girl by some funky demons who are now slimy sludge drying in Restfield."
"You're Xander?" said Buffy, "prove it."
"The day when I had Amy do that spell, you came into the library and you wore only a." In a flash Buffy had her hand over Xander's mouth.
"Stop it right there. Consider it proven." She let go again and took a long look.
"Completely and totally a girl?"
Xander swallowed and nodded.
"Oh."
"Can we fix it?" Buffy turned to Giles, "Not that being a girl is a bad thing, but I prefer my male friends to stay male and not stretch out my tops totally unfairly."