Snyder paced around Willow, and academically-challenged student, Percy West. "As far as I'm concerned, this is a marriage made in heaven. Willow Rosenberg, despite her unsavory associations, and... orientation," He paused to give Willow a dirty look, as she blushed furiously, "Represents the pinnacle of academic achievement at Sunnydale High. Percy West represents a devastating fast break and 50% from behind the three-point line." Snyder walked around to his desk, and sat down, but Willow was confused. "I'm not sure I understand the marriage part." Snyder sneered at her. "Well, now you wouldn't, would you?" He continued, as Willow hung her head. "You've got the brains, he's got the fast break. It's a perfect match." Willow glanced at Percy, and her eyes widened in realisation. "Match? You want us to breed?!"

Snyder rolled his eyes. "I want you to tutor him. Percy's flunking history. Nothing seems to motivate him--" Percy interrupted Snyder, to put his two cents in. "Get her and this Buffy chick together, I might get a little motivated." He ran his eyes along Willow's body, and licked his lips. Willow squirmed uncomfortably in her chair, and Percy switched tactics. "Hey. I'm challenged." Snyder cleared his throat and tried to clear his head of thoughts of Summers and Rosenberg. "You're lazy, self-involved and spoiled. That's quite the challenge. But we need a winning year, especially after last year's debacle with the swim team. Can't have our point guard benched." He started directing his inane speech towards Willow. "So, you're gonna take on a little teaching job. I know how you enjoy teaching." Willow, quite flustered, tried to make a few feeble excuses. "Well, I have a lot of work of my own, and oh, gosh! You know what? I'm actually supposed to be in history right now, so if you don't mind..." She hastily got up and left the room, but not before Snyder shouted after her, "You will tutor Percy!" Snyder grumbled and sent the other young delinquent on his way. "No doubt about that."

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The doors to the school library swung open, as Willow and Buffy walked through, arm in arm. "So he threatened you? With what?" Buffy inquired, eyes flashing. "Well, it wasn't exactly anything he said. It was all in his eyes. I mean, there was some nostril work as well, but mostly eyes." Buffy almost growled. "Snyder needs me to kick his ass." Willow smiled at her girlfriend's audacity. "Oh no, Buffy, don't get in trouble. I'll be okay." Buffy smiled back. "I just worry about you."

"Aww, I just hate the way he bullies people. He just assumes everyone's time is his." Willow pouted, and Buffy leaned down and gave her a kiss. Willow groaned when she heard Giles' voice, but broke the kiss and put on a smile.

"Willow, get on the computer. I want you to take another pass at accessing the Mayor's files." Giles' voice came booming from his office. "Okay!" She put her bag down on the desk next to Buffy, and walked behind the counter to sit behind the computer.

Buffy turned her head at the sound of the library doors opening, and saw Faith and Wesley walk through. Well, Faith bouncing through, and Wesley panting. "Well, that was a blast." The sarcastic sound of Faith's voice put Willow on edge immediately. "How did it go?" Giles looked amused at Wesley's state. Faith pointed to Wesley with a smirk, "Princess Margaret here had a little trouble keeping up." Wesley finally completed his trek to the counter and leant against it, taking in wheezing breaths. "How did it go?" Giles repeated the question that no-one had answered completely before, and Wesley answered. "Faith, uh, did quite well on the obstacle field." He noticed her grin, and he stiffened up. "Still a little sloppy, though." Faith turned around to glare at him, and Willow contained a smile.

"Do you feel like taking Buffy out, or shall I?" Wesley forced himself to take deep breaths, at the thought of Giles taking over his job. "Oh, no no no. I'll be fine. Just give me a minute. And some defibrillators, if it's not too much trouble." Faith rolled her eyes, and began speaking to Buffy. "You're gonna love it, B. It's just like fun, only boring." Giles sensed that Faith was being a little too blazee about the whole thing. "Faith, this evaluation is a necessary part of the Council's--" "I know," Faith interrupted Giles' lecture. "I'm on board here. Just shootin' my mouth off."

The tension in the room was so thick that you could cut it with a knife. Buffy looked at Willow apologetically, and got up. "I better change." She began to walk about, but Faith touched her lightly on the shoulder. Willow noticed immediately, and gripped the edge of the desk tightly. "Good luck." She smiled at Buffy, who managed a weak smile back, before walking out.

Faith turned around, and noticed Willow glaring at her. She walked over to where she was working, and Willow stubbornly looked back at the computer screen and began typing again. Faith jumped up on the counter and sat down. "Whatcha doin'?" Willow looked up at Faith, and thought she should at least be civil. "I'm trying to access the Mayor's personal files." Faith's eyes narrowed as she thought about this. "Can you do that?" Willow kept her eyes on the screen. "Well, he's got some tricky barriers set up."

"Can you get past 'em?" Faith peered at the screen. "Eventually I'll get through." Faith nodded, and continued watching Willow type.