This was written by my friend CandyAppleBlack and I. It's painfully cutesy-wootsy and we are deeply ashamed of ourselves.
There is more to come, this contains the first few scenes/chapters.
Enjoy.
Title: The 'Dawn'ing of Christmas
Summary: Dawn invites Spike over for a Christmas party on Christmas eve...needless to say hilarity/violence insues
Scene One:
Begins in Spike's mausoleum which looks dank, as always. Spike is laying on the cement coffin thing, singing his own little Christmas tune
Spike: [singing]
Joy to the world, the slayer's dead
and all the 'Scoobies' died
the chip's out of my head
I killed them in their bed
oh can't you feel the joy [notices Dawn has entered]
Hi little bit... If you heard any of that, it wasn't directed towards you, pet.
Dawn: I know that...and you didn't mean any of it [smiles] you're just lonely. So I came to cheer you up.
Spike: [mutters] Oh...great...
Dawn: I noticed you had no Christmas stuff up so I brought you this [takes out very small Christmas tree, similar in every respect to Charlie Brown's]
Spike: Oh god...what does it just need a little love?
Dawn: [grins] Yes [sets it on the floor, and hunkers to put shiny red Christmas orb on it. Tree falls over.]
Spike [sits up, tilts head]: I think you've killed it, luv.
Dawn: [looks hurt] N-no I didn't [props tree up with stake] See?
Spike: Great, the tree is saved by that which can kill me [Dawn looks hurt again] Oh sorry, pet, it's a lovely little tree, I'm happier already [smiles]
Dawn [looks up, hopeful]: Really?
Spike: Oh, yes I just want to deck the halls.
Dawn: Maybe this'll make you feel better, [stands up from nursing dead tree, gives him gift bag] I made you something.
Spike: [looks confused] Really? I like presents. [takes out red velvet teddy bear, embroidered with the name 'Spike' on its belly] Oh [surprised, smiles genuinely] I like it it's very posh.
Dawn: Really?
Spike: [nuzzles teddy bear] It's lovely. [looks up] I got you something too, Kitten. [reaches into coat pocket, hands her a small box]
Dawn: [opens box, sees wee guardian angel charm, silver, not one of the gold ones because they're tacky] Oh, thank you [hugs him, gleefully]
Spike: Your welcome....um...get off luv. [she's still hugging him] Um...alright [hugs her back, she relinquishes hug] I don't like Christmas much, but I do like you Little Bit.
Dawn: [confused] Why don't you like Christmas?
Spike: A hundred and some odd miserable Christmases will spoil your opinion of the holiday.
Dawn: [painfully chipper] Fine...so lets go then [smiles brightly]
Spike [raises an eyebrow]: Go? Where? I had whole evening planned... lay back, plot your sister's death...I mean...no that's what I mean.
Dawn: [grabs his arm, tugs him up] You can do that over egg nog.
Spike: What am I doing over egg nog [pauses] Wait, where is this egg nog?
Dawn: Well, we're all having a party and I thought since you were all alone...
Spike: I'm alone, not desperate...
Dawn: Well I want you to come...I mean if you're there then I don't have to talk to Xander.
Spike: You're trying to talk to Xander? [laughing]
Dawn: Well I wouldn't have to if you were there.
Spike: Alright, I don't want to put you through any more pain.
Dawn: Yay!
Spike: Yay?
Dawn: Yes, yay [grabs his arm, drags him out into world]
There is more to come, this contains the first few scenes/chapters.
Enjoy.
Title: The 'Dawn'ing of Christmas
Summary: Dawn invites Spike over for a Christmas party on Christmas eve...needless to say hilarity/violence insues
Scene One:
Begins in Spike's mausoleum which looks dank, as always. Spike is laying on the cement coffin thing, singing his own little Christmas tune
Spike: [singing]
Joy to the world, the slayer's dead
and all the 'Scoobies' died
the chip's out of my head
I killed them in their bed
oh can't you feel the joy [notices Dawn has entered]
Hi little bit... If you heard any of that, it wasn't directed towards you, pet.
Dawn: I know that...and you didn't mean any of it [smiles] you're just lonely. So I came to cheer you up.
Spike: [mutters] Oh...great...
Dawn: I noticed you had no Christmas stuff up so I brought you this [takes out very small Christmas tree, similar in every respect to Charlie Brown's]
Spike: Oh god...what does it just need a little love?
Dawn: [grins] Yes [sets it on the floor, and hunkers to put shiny red Christmas orb on it. Tree falls over.]
Spike [sits up, tilts head]: I think you've killed it, luv.
Dawn: [looks hurt] N-no I didn't [props tree up with stake] See?
Spike: Great, the tree is saved by that which can kill me [Dawn looks hurt again] Oh sorry, pet, it's a lovely little tree, I'm happier already [smiles]
Dawn [looks up, hopeful]: Really?
Spike: Oh, yes I just want to deck the halls.
Dawn: Maybe this'll make you feel better, [stands up from nursing dead tree, gives him gift bag] I made you something.
Spike: [looks confused] Really? I like presents. [takes out red velvet teddy bear, embroidered with the name 'Spike' on its belly] Oh [surprised, smiles genuinely] I like it it's very posh.
Dawn: Really?
Spike: [nuzzles teddy bear] It's lovely. [looks up] I got you something too, Kitten. [reaches into coat pocket, hands her a small box]
Dawn: [opens box, sees wee guardian angel charm, silver, not one of the gold ones because they're tacky] Oh, thank you [hugs him, gleefully]
Spike: Your welcome....um...get off luv. [she's still hugging him] Um...alright [hugs her back, she relinquishes hug] I don't like Christmas much, but I do like you Little Bit.
Dawn: [confused] Why don't you like Christmas?
Spike: A hundred and some odd miserable Christmases will spoil your opinion of the holiday.
Dawn: [painfully chipper] Fine...so lets go then [smiles brightly]
Spike [raises an eyebrow]: Go? Where? I had whole evening planned... lay back, plot your sister's death...I mean...no that's what I mean.
Dawn: [grabs his arm, tugs him up] You can do that over egg nog.
Spike: What am I doing over egg nog [pauses] Wait, where is this egg nog?
Dawn: Well, we're all having a party and I thought since you were all alone...
Spike: I'm alone, not desperate...
Dawn: Well I want you to come...I mean if you're there then I don't have to talk to Xander.
Spike: You're trying to talk to Xander? [laughing]
Dawn: Well I wouldn't have to if you were there.
Spike: Alright, I don't want to put you through any more pain.
Dawn: Yay!
Spike: Yay?
Dawn: Yes, yay [grabs his arm, drags him out into world]
