Ring, Ring
By,
Star Child
*A/N: Read, and please enjoy!!
Disclaimer: Do you actually think "Buffy the Vampire Slayer" belongs to me? You are sadly mistaken... Unfortunately. *
::Ring! Ring!::
Dawn's gaze rose up from her magazine to the telephone for a moment, and swooped back down.
::Ring! Ring!::
'Time to shut up, now, Mr. Phone.' Her thoughts buzzed. 'I'm very busy reading about the dangers of the southwestern red squirrel.'
::Ring! Ring!::
"Dawn!" Xander hollered down the steps. "Can you get that?!"
::Ring! Ring!::
After a little groan, Dawn reached over to pick up the receiver from her comfy spot on the couch.
"Hello?" She asked.
A reply came. "Yeah. Is Buffy there?"
"Wha-? Spike? When did you start using the phone?"
"Never mind that, now. Where's Buffy?!"
"You want to talk to her? She's...she's having trouble breathing... Everyone came over to find out, and..."
"Trouble with *what*?!"
"Yeah... Breathing. Kind of. Buffy came home all laughing hard, and stuff, and everyone is - y'know - trying to calm her down..."
"Laughing?" Spike sounded much more feeble and weakly.
"Uh huh. Incoherency, and stuff, too." Dawn stopped for a moment, leaving a dead silence on the line. "Spike... Is it true you wear a pink apron and granny shower cap to put that peroxide stuff in your hair?"
::Click!::
The End!
*Shh... The Star Child is sleeping... -*- *
By,
Star Child
*A/N: Read, and please enjoy!!
Disclaimer: Do you actually think "Buffy the Vampire Slayer" belongs to me? You are sadly mistaken... Unfortunately. *
::Ring! Ring!::
Dawn's gaze rose up from her magazine to the telephone for a moment, and swooped back down.
::Ring! Ring!::
'Time to shut up, now, Mr. Phone.' Her thoughts buzzed. 'I'm very busy reading about the dangers of the southwestern red squirrel.'
::Ring! Ring!::
"Dawn!" Xander hollered down the steps. "Can you get that?!"
::Ring! Ring!::
After a little groan, Dawn reached over to pick up the receiver from her comfy spot on the couch.
"Hello?" She asked.
A reply came. "Yeah. Is Buffy there?"
"Wha-? Spike? When did you start using the phone?"
"Never mind that, now. Where's Buffy?!"
"You want to talk to her? She's...she's having trouble breathing... Everyone came over to find out, and..."
"Trouble with *what*?!"
"Yeah... Breathing. Kind of. Buffy came home all laughing hard, and stuff, and everyone is - y'know - trying to calm her down..."
"Laughing?" Spike sounded much more feeble and weakly.
"Uh huh. Incoherency, and stuff, too." Dawn stopped for a moment, leaving a dead silence on the line. "Spike... Is it true you wear a pink apron and granny shower cap to put that peroxide stuff in your hair?"
::Click!::
The End!
*Shh... The Star Child is sleeping... -*- *
