Dawn sat in the living room leafing through a magazine, thankful that for
once, it seemed her house's many occupants had decided to be quiet. It
didn't last long. Chuckling about the 'say anything' she had just read, she
didn't notice that Liv had entered the room until the magazine was ripped
out of her hands.
"Dawnie, I'm bored." Dawn rolled her eyes. "So find something to do. It's not my problem. Now give me back my magazine." She held out her hand. Liv took a step back, magazine behind her back. "You know, technically it is your problem. You are my host after all. You're supposed to keep me entertained." Dawn sighed, "Fine, you're bored. Go talk to Giles; he'll give you something to do. And don't pout at me; it won't do you any good." She looked at Liv and swallowed, noticing the gleam in her eyes. "Oh but Dawn, I don't need something to do, I have the perfect thing, I just need someone to go with me." Dawn looked at her suspiciously, noticing for the first time, what she was wearing. A black tank top paired with a short black skirt and knee high boots. Definitely not slaying clothes, so Dawn puzzled as to what she had in mind. "Ok, I'm curious, what do you want to do?" Liv smiled, "I just want to go dancing Dawnie, want to come with?" Dawn sighed, her previous experience with this particular potential telling her she wouldn't get her magazine back, and she might as well just go along. "Fine, let me go get changed." Liv rocked back and forth on her heels. "Good, don't forget some stakes, just in case."
"Uh Liv, I though you wanted to go dancing." Liv chuckled, "I do." "We just walked by the bronze." "I know. We're not going there." "Just where are we going?" "A little club I heard about. Very exclusive." Dawn thought about this. AS they came to the entrance of an ally, it suddenly hit her what kind of an exclusive club they were going to. "Oh no, not again. You promised Buffy no more going to Vampire clubs to stir up trouble!" "I'm not stirring up trouble. I'm going dancing. Besides, it is only an hour after sunset. It should be pretty empty still." "That makes no difference. It's dangerous and stupid. I can't believe you'd drag me along on one of your suicide missions." "Hey, I thought you wanted to step out of big sister's shadow." "I do, but not by being the first Summers sister to be killed and stay dead." "You won't die. You're good with the staking. No worries. And quit making a fuss, there's the entrance."
Dawn looked up, and sure enough there was a door at the end of the ally with the prerequisite big ugly vampire guarding the door. *Oh crap, here we go again* she thought. Liv on the other hand, didn't seem nervous at all. She sauntered up to the doorman casually. "Hey honey, how much cover do sweet things like us have to pay to get in?"
The vamp looked them over, leering. "Nothing for you two." "Good." With that, Liv pulled a stake out of the sleeve of the jacket she had put on, and killed him with a flick of her wrist. "One down, fun to go."
"Dawnie, I'm bored." Dawn rolled her eyes. "So find something to do. It's not my problem. Now give me back my magazine." She held out her hand. Liv took a step back, magazine behind her back. "You know, technically it is your problem. You are my host after all. You're supposed to keep me entertained." Dawn sighed, "Fine, you're bored. Go talk to Giles; he'll give you something to do. And don't pout at me; it won't do you any good." She looked at Liv and swallowed, noticing the gleam in her eyes. "Oh but Dawn, I don't need something to do, I have the perfect thing, I just need someone to go with me." Dawn looked at her suspiciously, noticing for the first time, what she was wearing. A black tank top paired with a short black skirt and knee high boots. Definitely not slaying clothes, so Dawn puzzled as to what she had in mind. "Ok, I'm curious, what do you want to do?" Liv smiled, "I just want to go dancing Dawnie, want to come with?" Dawn sighed, her previous experience with this particular potential telling her she wouldn't get her magazine back, and she might as well just go along. "Fine, let me go get changed." Liv rocked back and forth on her heels. "Good, don't forget some stakes, just in case."
"Uh Liv, I though you wanted to go dancing." Liv chuckled, "I do." "We just walked by the bronze." "I know. We're not going there." "Just where are we going?" "A little club I heard about. Very exclusive." Dawn thought about this. AS they came to the entrance of an ally, it suddenly hit her what kind of an exclusive club they were going to. "Oh no, not again. You promised Buffy no more going to Vampire clubs to stir up trouble!" "I'm not stirring up trouble. I'm going dancing. Besides, it is only an hour after sunset. It should be pretty empty still." "That makes no difference. It's dangerous and stupid. I can't believe you'd drag me along on one of your suicide missions." "Hey, I thought you wanted to step out of big sister's shadow." "I do, but not by being the first Summers sister to be killed and stay dead." "You won't die. You're good with the staking. No worries. And quit making a fuss, there's the entrance."
Dawn looked up, and sure enough there was a door at the end of the ally with the prerequisite big ugly vampire guarding the door. *Oh crap, here we go again* she thought. Liv on the other hand, didn't seem nervous at all. She sauntered up to the doorman casually. "Hey honey, how much cover do sweet things like us have to pay to get in?"
The vamp looked them over, leering. "Nothing for you two." "Good." With that, Liv pulled a stake out of the sleeve of the jacket she had put on, and killed him with a flick of her wrist. "One down, fun to go."