Author: Angela O'Connor (TheNibblet)
Title: Breaking Bitty Buffy
Distribution: Ask first, or there will be hell to pay.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the clothes on my back.
Shipper: Spawn and Wangel(For Sarah..heh)
Classification: Romance/Humor
Summary: Dawn wants to be the vampire slayer, but not for the power..she wants Spike.
Spoilers: Well, it doesn't give away much..if you haven't seen the 4-6 season and don't want spoilers, don't read.
Feedback: Send feedback to fanged_drusilla@hotmail.com
"Grr! I'm going to get you, all you evil vampires and demon-y..thingies!" Came a loud voice from behind a tree as a tiny brunette stepped into a clearing in the graveyard, "That's right, no messing with Dawn the Vampire Slayer!"
She'd been doing this for some time now. What, was it against the law for her to hang around the graveyard and have a bit of fun while she was at it? Sure, she never staked any vampires, but it was still fun to her. It gave her a chance to be something else..not the tiny, mousey little girl that she really was. She even dressed for the part when she went "patrolling". She had gone to the mall a few weeks earlier and raded the new shop that specialized in teenage styles, buying the hottest outfit she could find, which she was actually wearing at the moment. Black leather pants clung to her legs like a second skin, and a tight crimson tank top accented all of her girly features that she wanted to be accented. Her brown hair hung straight to her shoulders, as usual, but she thought it looked kinda nice. Of course, if Buffy ever saw her in the outfit, there'd be hell to pay. She began to back towards the gate, deciding that it was time to go.
"Fine, vampires, I'll get you next-" But her words were halted as she backed into something, something that didn't feel like a tree. She shreiked and whipped out her stake, turning around and raising her arm, only to find-
"Bloody hell, Nibblet, what are you doing?"
Spike. Just perfect. She sighed and crossed her arms.
"Nothing that's any of *your* business." She bit her lip, fighting back the apology that she wanted to give him. She was a vampire slayer right now. Vampire slayers didn't take crap from anyone. The blonde vampire arched an eyebrow, his usual cocky smirk coming across his face.
"Oh, so the Bit is playing big girl tonight, huh? Dressing up like big sis and packing around a splinter?" He asked, arrogance creeping into his voice from some unknown source. Dawn winced, glaring at him defiantly.
"I am *not* trying to be Buffy." She insisted, fighting to keep the angry look on her face. She knew that soon she'd be apologizing and begging him not to be angry at her..how in the hell could he do that to her? Make her want to please him..not in that way, of course. Eww.
"Keep telling yourself that, Bitty Buffy." He said, putting emphasis on the nickname as he turned and headed into the darkness. Dawn gave a frustrated 'humph' and tossed her stake into the darkness, stomping the ground. Why did he always have to be this way?
Title: Breaking Bitty Buffy
Distribution: Ask first, or there will be hell to pay.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the clothes on my back.
Shipper: Spawn and Wangel(For Sarah..heh)
Classification: Romance/Humor
Summary: Dawn wants to be the vampire slayer, but not for the power..she wants Spike.
Spoilers: Well, it doesn't give away much..if you haven't seen the 4-6 season and don't want spoilers, don't read.
Feedback: Send feedback to fanged_drusilla@hotmail.com
"Grr! I'm going to get you, all you evil vampires and demon-y..thingies!" Came a loud voice from behind a tree as a tiny brunette stepped into a clearing in the graveyard, "That's right, no messing with Dawn the Vampire Slayer!"
She'd been doing this for some time now. What, was it against the law for her to hang around the graveyard and have a bit of fun while she was at it? Sure, she never staked any vampires, but it was still fun to her. It gave her a chance to be something else..not the tiny, mousey little girl that she really was. She even dressed for the part when she went "patrolling". She had gone to the mall a few weeks earlier and raded the new shop that specialized in teenage styles, buying the hottest outfit she could find, which she was actually wearing at the moment. Black leather pants clung to her legs like a second skin, and a tight crimson tank top accented all of her girly features that she wanted to be accented. Her brown hair hung straight to her shoulders, as usual, but she thought it looked kinda nice. Of course, if Buffy ever saw her in the outfit, there'd be hell to pay. She began to back towards the gate, deciding that it was time to go.
"Fine, vampires, I'll get you next-" But her words were halted as she backed into something, something that didn't feel like a tree. She shreiked and whipped out her stake, turning around and raising her arm, only to find-
"Bloody hell, Nibblet, what are you doing?"
Spike. Just perfect. She sighed and crossed her arms.
"Nothing that's any of *your* business." She bit her lip, fighting back the apology that she wanted to give him. She was a vampire slayer right now. Vampire slayers didn't take crap from anyone. The blonde vampire arched an eyebrow, his usual cocky smirk coming across his face.
"Oh, so the Bit is playing big girl tonight, huh? Dressing up like big sis and packing around a splinter?" He asked, arrogance creeping into his voice from some unknown source. Dawn winced, glaring at him defiantly.
"I am *not* trying to be Buffy." She insisted, fighting to keep the angry look on her face. She knew that soon she'd be apologizing and begging him not to be angry at her..how in the hell could he do that to her? Make her want to please him..not in that way, of course. Eww.
"Keep telling yourself that, Bitty Buffy." He said, putting emphasis on the nickname as he turned and headed into the darkness. Dawn gave a frustrated 'humph' and tossed her stake into the darkness, stomping the ground. Why did he always have to be this way?