Title: The Next Day, The Next Night
Author: Katthecat
Email: kjoseph1973@yahoo.com
Feedback: Please, Please, Please, with a naked Spike on top!
Distribution: If you want it, it's yours
Rating: PG13 (for language, implied great sex)
Pairing: Spike/Buffy, Scooby friendship
Summary: How I imagined Gone should have, you know, gone.
Buffy woke up with a start. She was curled up in her bed gripping a ridiculously large cross. Shaking her head to remove the images of last night's dream she threw the cross onto the bed and stumbled downstairs.
"Morning Dawn."
Dawn looked up from her cereal, "I think it's actually noon"
"Oh, nooning Dawn."
"Nooning Buff, you slept in late"
"Yeah, I had, uh, trouble sleeping. How did you sleep?"
"Gotta love those drugs"
"And your arm" Buffy added softly
"I repeat, gotta love those drugs"
"Dawn."
"Buffy."
Buffy looked at Dawn beseechingly, "Dawn, I just wanted you to, well, you know Willow never meant to harm you."
Dawn looked hurt "She didn't realize I was there. She forgot that I exist."
"I know, hun, I think that Willow has gotten hooked on magic, that she is just sucked into it so that she forgets about everything and everyone, even herself. It's like cocaine or some terrible drug."
Dawn paused, "Hrmm, I donno. I don't think it is that simple."
"Magic can be good, it can be useful," Dawn continued, "Magic has saved our lives at one time or another. I don't think it is the magic that is 'bad' I think that Will has just been using it, yanno, for her self, just to make her feel good and powerful and not have to deal with stuff and that's what is wrong."
Buffy found herself staring at Dawn.
"What? It's the Captain Crunch with orange juice isn't it? You think its gross?"
"Uh, no, just a little adventurous for lunch"
"Maybe add raisons?"
"Blegh - you've gone too far young lady."
"Ha! A superhero with a weak stomach."
Buffy picked up an orange, "Well, eating isn't one of my super-powers."
Dawn giggled, "Imagine if it was, 'You can eat small fridges in a single bound - your super-eating-Buff'!"
"That would come in real handy against your average fridge living demon. So, what movie were you planning on going to see last night?"
"Oceans 11"
"Mmmm, Brad Pitt and Matt Damon and George Clooney, eye candy galore"
"Yeah, except Brad's a little greasy and George is a little old and Matt is a little short"
Buffy looked surprised, "Boy are you picky!"
"I like what I like"
Author: Katthecat
Email: kjoseph1973@yahoo.com
Feedback: Please, Please, Please, with a naked Spike on top!
Distribution: If you want it, it's yours
Rating: PG13 (for language, implied great sex)
Pairing: Spike/Buffy, Scooby friendship
Summary: How I imagined Gone should have, you know, gone.
Buffy woke up with a start. She was curled up in her bed gripping a ridiculously large cross. Shaking her head to remove the images of last night's dream she threw the cross onto the bed and stumbled downstairs.
"Morning Dawn."
Dawn looked up from her cereal, "I think it's actually noon"
"Oh, nooning Dawn."
"Nooning Buff, you slept in late"
"Yeah, I had, uh, trouble sleeping. How did you sleep?"
"Gotta love those drugs"
"And your arm" Buffy added softly
"I repeat, gotta love those drugs"
"Dawn."
"Buffy."
Buffy looked at Dawn beseechingly, "Dawn, I just wanted you to, well, you know Willow never meant to harm you."
Dawn looked hurt "She didn't realize I was there. She forgot that I exist."
"I know, hun, I think that Willow has gotten hooked on magic, that she is just sucked into it so that she forgets about everything and everyone, even herself. It's like cocaine or some terrible drug."
Dawn paused, "Hrmm, I donno. I don't think it is that simple."
"Magic can be good, it can be useful," Dawn continued, "Magic has saved our lives at one time or another. I don't think it is the magic that is 'bad' I think that Will has just been using it, yanno, for her self, just to make her feel good and powerful and not have to deal with stuff and that's what is wrong."
Buffy found herself staring at Dawn.
"What? It's the Captain Crunch with orange juice isn't it? You think its gross?"
"Uh, no, just a little adventurous for lunch"
"Maybe add raisons?"
"Blegh - you've gone too far young lady."
"Ha! A superhero with a weak stomach."
Buffy picked up an orange, "Well, eating isn't one of my super-powers."
Dawn giggled, "Imagine if it was, 'You can eat small fridges in a single bound - your super-eating-Buff'!"
"That would come in real handy against your average fridge living demon. So, what movie were you planning on going to see last night?"
"Oceans 11"
"Mmmm, Brad Pitt and Matt Damon and George Clooney, eye candy galore"
"Yeah, except Brad's a little greasy and George is a little old and Matt is a little short"
Buffy looked surprised, "Boy are you picky!"
"I like what I like"