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A/N: I figured Dawn might use L'Oreal shampoo, is that how you spell it? The `you may be dead but the rest of aren't so stop smoking' quote is a pretty standard Spike fic quote, from more than one fic. Joss Whedon is refered to as `the powers that be'. Sophie's World is a book by Jostein Gaarder. Not much else to say really. Review!
The Story so far: The four Avengers have kidnapped Dawn, and Spike, just to annoy the hell out of Joss Whedon, but he sent an army of demons after them, so now they're running away for the second time. Do the cheese men really have some secret, sinister plot? Will Spike fall desparately in love with one of the four and force them to stay in Sunnydale forever? And what will Joss Whedon do if he can't get rid of those damned Avengers? Find out the to approximately none of these questions in this instalment of The Avengers...
Part IV - In which The Avengers spend about four pages doing nothing very exciting at all
"Where are we?" Dawn asked breathlessly. The four that had become five that now was six had stopped running after they lost the demon army and ran out of breath. Now a thick fog blanketed them and they could not see what way they had come or where they were going.
"I'm not sure," Kat told them "But I think..." A huge solid object loomed suddenly out of the mist. "Yes! Here we are!" Kat exclaimed.
"But where's here?" Spike asked impatiently. Kat had found the double doors that led into the object. She threw them open dramatically and lead the way into the black building. "Here" she said "is the Prop Room!" she explained.
"Ooooh!" Poppy, Min and Haz understood now.
"It's where they keep all the props that are no longer needed on the set." Poppy struck a match, from a box conveniently placed on a side table near the door and lit a few candles, instantly illuminating the room.
It was small and square. Despite its appearance in the fog it was little more than a large windowless shed, made smaller by the fact that three out of four walls were covered by cluttered bookshelves.
"Look!" Min exclaimed, "The Vampyr book from the first season... and oh! It's Buffy's Class Protector award, in the two halves Sunday broke it into."
"Wow! Stakes, and an axe, maybe I should try using an axe instead of a gun, oh and the swords Buffy and Angelus duelled with!" Haz joined in.
"How much do I love those boots? And that coat, but that dress is *so* last season." Poppy informed them. The four girls girls were so enraptured by the objects around them, they temporarily forgot about their `prisoners' who sat down at the table in the centre of the room, looking around.
Finally Kat drew herself away from the displays to shut the doors and finished lighting the rest of the candles that they had decided must have come from the Master's cave in season one. Min joined Dawn and Spike at the table and set up Willow's old chessboard and presently began playing against Dawn, whilst discussing the pains of older sisters and the best ways to keep long hair tangle-free (Dawn recommended L'Oreal shampoo). Spike got restless and stood up and wondered round the room. He found one of his old cigarette packets and a lighter and lit up.
"Put that thing out!" Poppy snapped, "You may be dead but the rest of us have no wish to join you!"
"Awwww, please?"
"No!"
"Well then, you can at least answer me a few questions then."
"Such as?" He had all of their attention now. Except Min, who was engrossed in her chess game (should she move the rook or the pawn? Answers on a postcard please)
"Well who are you? Or rather, *what* are you? You're clearly not from round here, yet you seem to know exactly who we are, and where everything is."
"I'm Kat." Kat told him, "And this is Poppy"
"Hey" she smiled
"Haz,"
"That's me." Haz informed him.
"And Min." Min merely waved a kand at him in recognition, her eyes glued to the chess board.
"And where are you from?"
"England." Kat told him.
"Well I realized *that*! Wait, you're not from that bloody watchers council are you?"
"The Watcher's Council?" Kat sounded disgusted "No way!
We're..." She searched for the right explanation.
"For goodness sake Katherine, get on with it! What she's *trying* to tell you is that we're not from this world. We're from the same realm as the Powers that Be." Haz told him impatiently.
"Oh, them. Hold up, you're not Gods or something?"
"No, not in our world. But here, we have more power... have you ever read Sophie's World?" Kat took over again
Spike spluttered "Who d'you think I am?!" He asked.
"Oh, ok, well we know you, and Sunnydale cos we've spent so much time watching you..."
"You watch me? Well, US?"
"Yes" Kat told him impatiently "D'you want to hear what I've got to say or not? Well sometimes we can make things happen, Magic things I mean. Change the course of your world's history," she grinned suddenly "which is exactly what we're doing now, by kidnapping you and Dawn!"
Spike sunk into a chair with his head in his hands.
"Bloody Hell!" he said.
A/N: I figured Dawn might use L'Oreal shampoo, is that how you spell it? The `you may be dead but the rest of aren't so stop smoking' quote is a pretty standard Spike fic quote, from more than one fic. Joss Whedon is refered to as `the powers that be'. Sophie's World is a book by Jostein Gaarder. Not much else to say really. Review!
The Story so far: The four Avengers have kidnapped Dawn, and Spike, just to annoy the hell out of Joss Whedon, but he sent an army of demons after them, so now they're running away for the second time. Do the cheese men really have some secret, sinister plot? Will Spike fall desparately in love with one of the four and force them to stay in Sunnydale forever? And what will Joss Whedon do if he can't get rid of those damned Avengers? Find out the to approximately none of these questions in this instalment of The Avengers...
Part IV - In which The Avengers spend about four pages doing nothing very exciting at all
"Where are we?" Dawn asked breathlessly. The four that had become five that now was six had stopped running after they lost the demon army and ran out of breath. Now a thick fog blanketed them and they could not see what way they had come or where they were going.
"I'm not sure," Kat told them "But I think..." A huge solid object loomed suddenly out of the mist. "Yes! Here we are!" Kat exclaimed.
"But where's here?" Spike asked impatiently. Kat had found the double doors that led into the object. She threw them open dramatically and lead the way into the black building. "Here" she said "is the Prop Room!" she explained.
"Ooooh!" Poppy, Min and Haz understood now.
"It's where they keep all the props that are no longer needed on the set." Poppy struck a match, from a box conveniently placed on a side table near the door and lit a few candles, instantly illuminating the room.
It was small and square. Despite its appearance in the fog it was little more than a large windowless shed, made smaller by the fact that three out of four walls were covered by cluttered bookshelves.
"Look!" Min exclaimed, "The Vampyr book from the first season... and oh! It's Buffy's Class Protector award, in the two halves Sunday broke it into."
"Wow! Stakes, and an axe, maybe I should try using an axe instead of a gun, oh and the swords Buffy and Angelus duelled with!" Haz joined in.
"How much do I love those boots? And that coat, but that dress is *so* last season." Poppy informed them. The four girls girls were so enraptured by the objects around them, they temporarily forgot about their `prisoners' who sat down at the table in the centre of the room, looking around.
Finally Kat drew herself away from the displays to shut the doors and finished lighting the rest of the candles that they had decided must have come from the Master's cave in season one. Min joined Dawn and Spike at the table and set up Willow's old chessboard and presently began playing against Dawn, whilst discussing the pains of older sisters and the best ways to keep long hair tangle-free (Dawn recommended L'Oreal shampoo). Spike got restless and stood up and wondered round the room. He found one of his old cigarette packets and a lighter and lit up.
"Put that thing out!" Poppy snapped, "You may be dead but the rest of us have no wish to join you!"
"Awwww, please?"
"No!"
"Well then, you can at least answer me a few questions then."
"Such as?" He had all of their attention now. Except Min, who was engrossed in her chess game (should she move the rook or the pawn? Answers on a postcard please)
"Well who are you? Or rather, *what* are you? You're clearly not from round here, yet you seem to know exactly who we are, and where everything is."
"I'm Kat." Kat told him, "And this is Poppy"
"Hey" she smiled
"Haz,"
"That's me." Haz informed him.
"And Min." Min merely waved a kand at him in recognition, her eyes glued to the chess board.
"And where are you from?"
"England." Kat told him.
"Well I realized *that*! Wait, you're not from that bloody watchers council are you?"
"The Watcher's Council?" Kat sounded disgusted "No way!
We're..." She searched for the right explanation.
"For goodness sake Katherine, get on with it! What she's *trying* to tell you is that we're not from this world. We're from the same realm as the Powers that Be." Haz told him impatiently.
"Oh, them. Hold up, you're not Gods or something?"
"No, not in our world. But here, we have more power... have you ever read Sophie's World?" Kat took over again
Spike spluttered "Who d'you think I am?!" He asked.
"Oh, ok, well we know you, and Sunnydale cos we've spent so much time watching you..."
"You watch me? Well, US?"
"Yes" Kat told him impatiently "D'you want to hear what I've got to say or not? Well sometimes we can make things happen, Magic things I mean. Change the course of your world's history," she grinned suddenly "which is exactly what we're doing now, by kidnapping you and Dawn!"
Spike sunk into a chair with his head in his hands.
"Bloody Hell!" he said.