Climbing by Shieldage

BtVs by Whedon & M.E.
Feel free to come up with your own were-animal chapter or add a 'sequel' to this one ;)
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Dawn pulled up to the Magic Box and rushed in, screaming about Xander going into convulsions.

Buffy dropped the book of prophecies she was holding and ran out the door, using her Slayer strength to help Xander out of the backseat of the car.

Unnoticed, a stray gust of wind blew the book to a certain page that gave insanely detailed information of what was happening at that moment.

Unfortunately, Xander and Buffy's return trip through the door created another gust of wind which turned the pages to a mistranscribed recipe for Jell-O.

Anya rushed to Xander and helped hold him down, while a quick-thinking Giles held his jaws apart and laid a broom handle between his teeth. "That should keep him from biting through his tongue," Giles said as he turned to the telephone... Only to hear wood splintering.

By the time Giles turned around again, the painful transformation was complete.

"I told him he should have gone to the hospital, but does anyone listen to me?" Dawn asked, annoyed and worried.

"It was just a nip, no stitches needed. How was I supposed to know it was hungry for more than just dried kiwis?" Xander grimaced, spitting the shattered wood out of his mouth.

"Hello, squirrels are diurnal. Nighttime squirrels are bad - unless they have wings!"

"So, you're sane, right?" Buffy asked, twirling a stake in her hand. "No need for slayage or restraints, right? Wait, does silver work on weresquirrels?"

"No, we need the antlers of the famed Bullwinkle tribe," Giles said, sarcastically. "What? Despite what you may think I'm not a bloody encyclopedia. Right now..." he trailed off, longing for the liquor stashed behind the counter, but unwilling to put his friends at greater risk. "We need to consider what's in the best interest of Xander."

Everyone stared at the transformed young man, complete with the fur, buck teeth, tail and black eyes of a squirrel. Staring into those merciless orbs, Giles felt a shiver go down his spine. Somehow, despite the small stature of real squirrels, Xander had actually grown two inches and they were now at eye level.

Xander, for his part, was pulling a mirror out from behind a cabinet. He gazed into it, jumped slightly then rolled his eyes, realizing it was the enchanted mirror that revealed people's true nature. Grumbling, he fumbled behind the cabinet and pulled out a normal full-length mirror.

"Anya and I have been talking," Buffy said, her arm about the waist of the ex-demon. "An' it's settled. You need to move to L.A. and join up with Angel."

"What?" Xander shrieked, the hairs of his tail bristling in all directions. He paused, looked in the mirror and decided he liked the effect.

"Honey, you need to be in a place with skyscrapers. Sunnydale is just too two-dimensional for you," Anya said, holding up a bandanna-mask with eye-holes cut in it. "Look, I still have the superhero outfit you used on the anniversary of our first movie-date."

Looking at the glitter in Anya's eyes, Buffy dropped her arm and side-stepped away, muttering about too much information.

Rupert Giles retrieved his glasses from his face and began to give them a good polish. "Does anyone else find it slightly disturbing that some of Anya's sex toys are in my shop?"

"Ewwww!" Dawn said, backing away from the adults, until her foot bumped a certain book on the floor. "Oh, look!" she said, picking it up and showing the room. "Jell-O!"