Ben: Hell god
A body was lying on the floor. It's eyes were rolled back and skin was pale. On a bench next to it was Ben, the now hell god.
"That was a nice meal." Ben thought, then wandered along the streets of Sunnydale. It was a warm summer's day, and people were out, walking along the paved roads. Ben hated this as well as loved. He liked the night, where it's quiet and easy kills are made. But he loved the sun down on his face. You see, his human side was still in tacked, which is why he feels the happy emotions more than other hell gods do, but he still wanted hell on earth, as his hell god side dictated that bit. Ben came to his destination, the Summer's home. He watched from a street corner as Buffy walked along the street, to her home, carrying heavy shopping bags with ease.
"That woman is gorgeous." Ben thought, sighing. "If I'm having hell on earth, she's gotta rule it with me. But how to get her attention." He contemplated. He stared at her for a while, keeping well hidden, as she didn't know he was resurrected. Then an idea came into his head. "Why not send her anonymous notes, gifts and other stuff, then show myself to her, and make her go out with me. Even the slayer couldn't beat me." With that, he went back to his house, to think though the plan.
Buffy had just been shopping to prepare for the extra guest. It had been two hours since she'd got back home from Hogwarts, with the rest of the gang. Spike was still there because of the light issue, but the rest had left. She knew that Draco and Dawn had left on the Hogwarts Express at a similar time they left. The port key was very clever, and had also sent them backward to the same time in America, as it was in England. Buffy noticed something on the corner of the street, but ignored it, When she went in, she saw Dawn and Draco falling on the floor.
"Welcome!" Buffy said, then helped them off the floor.
"This is quaint." Draco exclaimed.
"Let's put your stuff in your room. It's my old room, next to Dawns." Buffy said, with Draco looking gleeful.
Once they had lugged the chest up the stairs, and into the room, Draco looked around. "This room is quite big, but not as big as my old room, before my parents died." Draco thought "But it's next to Dawns. Looks like some fun to be had here."
They then had lunch, which were sandwiches, with various fillings. Spike had been asleep, but had finally woken, when Draco turned on the t.v, to see what American t.v is like.
"What the hell-, oh welcome." Spike said.
"Hi, Spike," Draco said, looking sheepish. But Spike didn't seem to mind as "Passions" was on.
"Draco do you wanna go to the Bronze?" Dawn asked.
"What's the Bronze?" Draco asked, curious of what this place or thing was.
"Oh, a teen hang-out where all teens go and general young people." Dawn explained.
"Cool, it sounds good so yeah." Draco said feeling a little excited.
"Hopefully everyone will think you're a Goth." Dawn sarcastically said.
"A what?" Draco said.
"Never mind, let's go!" Dawn said and they went to the Bronze.
It took them about ten or so minuets to get to the Bronze. When there Dawn showed Draco to one of the stalls next to the bar and she ordered them two cups of coffee which when Draco tried he immediately loved, almost as much as he did Dawn. Draco soon realised at this place you could dance although it wasn't like the co-ordinated dances he was used to, the young people were moving fairly randomly to some fast paced music playing from a muggle radio thing.
Dawn hopped off her stool and started to dance like the others and Draco thought he might as well join in. He really got into it and really enjoyed it and Dawn had to drag him away so they could get back to Dawn's house.
"Did we have to go? I was really enjoying it." Draco moaned.
"Yeah, Buffy would kill me if we got back too late!" Dawn exclaimed.
"You looked really beautiful dancing," Draco thought to himself as they made the short trip back to the house.
A body was lying on the floor. It's eyes were rolled back and skin was pale. On a bench next to it was Ben, the now hell god.
"That was a nice meal." Ben thought, then wandered along the streets of Sunnydale. It was a warm summer's day, and people were out, walking along the paved roads. Ben hated this as well as loved. He liked the night, where it's quiet and easy kills are made. But he loved the sun down on his face. You see, his human side was still in tacked, which is why he feels the happy emotions more than other hell gods do, but he still wanted hell on earth, as his hell god side dictated that bit. Ben came to his destination, the Summer's home. He watched from a street corner as Buffy walked along the street, to her home, carrying heavy shopping bags with ease.
"That woman is gorgeous." Ben thought, sighing. "If I'm having hell on earth, she's gotta rule it with me. But how to get her attention." He contemplated. He stared at her for a while, keeping well hidden, as she didn't know he was resurrected. Then an idea came into his head. "Why not send her anonymous notes, gifts and other stuff, then show myself to her, and make her go out with me. Even the slayer couldn't beat me." With that, he went back to his house, to think though the plan.
Buffy had just been shopping to prepare for the extra guest. It had been two hours since she'd got back home from Hogwarts, with the rest of the gang. Spike was still there because of the light issue, but the rest had left. She knew that Draco and Dawn had left on the Hogwarts Express at a similar time they left. The port key was very clever, and had also sent them backward to the same time in America, as it was in England. Buffy noticed something on the corner of the street, but ignored it, When she went in, she saw Dawn and Draco falling on the floor.
"Welcome!" Buffy said, then helped them off the floor.
"This is quaint." Draco exclaimed.
"Let's put your stuff in your room. It's my old room, next to Dawns." Buffy said, with Draco looking gleeful.
Once they had lugged the chest up the stairs, and into the room, Draco looked around. "This room is quite big, but not as big as my old room, before my parents died." Draco thought "But it's next to Dawns. Looks like some fun to be had here."
They then had lunch, which were sandwiches, with various fillings. Spike had been asleep, but had finally woken, when Draco turned on the t.v, to see what American t.v is like.
"What the hell-, oh welcome." Spike said.
"Hi, Spike," Draco said, looking sheepish. But Spike didn't seem to mind as "Passions" was on.
"Draco do you wanna go to the Bronze?" Dawn asked.
"What's the Bronze?" Draco asked, curious of what this place or thing was.
"Oh, a teen hang-out where all teens go and general young people." Dawn explained.
"Cool, it sounds good so yeah." Draco said feeling a little excited.
"Hopefully everyone will think you're a Goth." Dawn sarcastically said.
"A what?" Draco said.
"Never mind, let's go!" Dawn said and they went to the Bronze.
It took them about ten or so minuets to get to the Bronze. When there Dawn showed Draco to one of the stalls next to the bar and she ordered them two cups of coffee which when Draco tried he immediately loved, almost as much as he did Dawn. Draco soon realised at this place you could dance although it wasn't like the co-ordinated dances he was used to, the young people were moving fairly randomly to some fast paced music playing from a muggle radio thing.
Dawn hopped off her stool and started to dance like the others and Draco thought he might as well join in. He really got into it and really enjoyed it and Dawn had to drag him away so they could get back to Dawn's house.
"Did we have to go? I was really enjoying it." Draco moaned.
"Yeah, Buffy would kill me if we got back too late!" Dawn exclaimed.
"You looked really beautiful dancing," Draco thought to himself as they made the short trip back to the house.