"So, it's decided then?" Willow looked around at their faces.
"Yes, Will, we've all decided." Xander pulled something out from behind his back and handed it to her. She exclaimed at the craftsmanship that had gone into the small plaque, rubbing her fingers over the glossy surface and tracing the elaborately carved words that spelled out 'Boss of Us'.
Spike looked over their shoulders and suppressed a sniff. Dawn poked him in the side. "Play nice," she whispered. He rolled his eyes at her, then hung his head in mock shame, making sure she could see the smirk playing around his mouth.