Buffy's Worst Nightmare
Disclaimer: I own nothing, nada, zilch, zero.
Author's note: I'm really sorry- yet another story from 3 in the morning. Blame my muse, not me. The faster I write, the faster she lets me get back to sleep.
She knew that it was too good to be true.
There is no way on Earth that this could happen to her.
She was the Slayer- things like this didn't happen.
Not to her.
Especially not now.
She had just finished a year long trip to Italy where she had found several pairs of great shoes and a great shop where she could get her leather for half the price and twice the quality.
But now, this.
She screamed, realizing that she was indeed seeing this horrible thing. Realizing that it was happening to her.
Buffy fainted.
Ten minutes later, she awoke to Dawn's worried face.
"Buffy! Are you okay?"
Buffy shook her head as tears fell down her cheeks.
"It's a nightmare, it has to be a nightmare, Dawnie!"
Dawn bit her bottom lip as Buffy sobbed into her lap. She tried not to smile as she heard Buffy's next words:
"It's a gray hair! I'm only 32 and I have a gray hair!"