Chapter 4
"Dawny, supper's ready!" Willow called up to me.
"Coming!" I called back. Closing my diary, I put it away and left the unfinished homework sprawled all over my bed. I headed down stairs and into the kitchen. "Wow, Spaghetti." I said sarcastically as I took my seat.
"Full of noodley goodness," Buffy stated as she quickly passed me a plate, "Dawn have you finished your homework yet?" She asked before digging right in to her supper. She's in a rush because she only has thirty minutes before she has to be at the Meat Palace.
"Not yet." I replied as I turned my fork around and wrapped far too much pasta around it. Vainly I tried to fit all of it in my mouth. After slurping it into my mouth I looked up at her, "I'm almost done. Um, I was wondering if I could go off to the Bronze when I finish?"
"Will?" Buffy asked between mouthfuls.
"Oh, I can't. My mom's sick with the Flu and I told her that I'd come and visit her tonight remember?"
"Oh, yeah. Maybe tomorrow okay?" My eyes narrow.
"Buffy, I can go by myself-" but she stopped me off before I can continue.
"No way. You are not allowed out on the streets at night by yourself it's dangerous."
"Buffy!"
"No. The last time you went out, at night, by yourself, you almost got yourself and your friend eaten by a pack of hungry Vamps." She stated sternly as she finished her plate of spaghetti.
"Oh, sure. Throw that in my face again." I said with spite.
At this point, Willow decided to join in on our conversation, "Dawn, Buffy's right. It's not safe. I promise I'll take you tomorrow."
"What about Tara?" I instantly regretted bringing up Tara when I saw Willow's face.
"No. She's out to night with her friend Alexandria." the red headed girl stated with notable distaste.
Deciding to change the subject, I then suggested, "Well. how about Spike? I'm sure he's not doing anything all that important. He wouldn't mind-You could stop by his crypt and ask him on your way to work."
Buffy stood up from the table and carried her plate over to the sink. "I don't think that's such a good idea-"
"Why not? It's not like you haven't asked him to watch over me before?" I said.
"Look. I don't want to be bothered with Spike right now okay?"
"You don't have to get snippy, I get it. I can't go." I slouched in my chair and pouted.
"I'll be home around eleven thirty. I expect you in bed before I get home, it's a school night."
"Whatever." She kissed the crown of my hair, grabbed her bag with her uniform in it and headed out the door.
"Dawny, supper's ready!" Willow called up to me.
"Coming!" I called back. Closing my diary, I put it away and left the unfinished homework sprawled all over my bed. I headed down stairs and into the kitchen. "Wow, Spaghetti." I said sarcastically as I took my seat.
"Full of noodley goodness," Buffy stated as she quickly passed me a plate, "Dawn have you finished your homework yet?" She asked before digging right in to her supper. She's in a rush because she only has thirty minutes before she has to be at the Meat Palace.
"Not yet." I replied as I turned my fork around and wrapped far too much pasta around it. Vainly I tried to fit all of it in my mouth. After slurping it into my mouth I looked up at her, "I'm almost done. Um, I was wondering if I could go off to the Bronze when I finish?"
"Will?" Buffy asked between mouthfuls.
"Oh, I can't. My mom's sick with the Flu and I told her that I'd come and visit her tonight remember?"
"Oh, yeah. Maybe tomorrow okay?" My eyes narrow.
"Buffy, I can go by myself-" but she stopped me off before I can continue.
"No way. You are not allowed out on the streets at night by yourself it's dangerous."
"Buffy!"
"No. The last time you went out, at night, by yourself, you almost got yourself and your friend eaten by a pack of hungry Vamps." She stated sternly as she finished her plate of spaghetti.
"Oh, sure. Throw that in my face again." I said with spite.
At this point, Willow decided to join in on our conversation, "Dawn, Buffy's right. It's not safe. I promise I'll take you tomorrow."
"What about Tara?" I instantly regretted bringing up Tara when I saw Willow's face.
"No. She's out to night with her friend Alexandria." the red headed girl stated with notable distaste.
Deciding to change the subject, I then suggested, "Well. how about Spike? I'm sure he's not doing anything all that important. He wouldn't mind-You could stop by his crypt and ask him on your way to work."
Buffy stood up from the table and carried her plate over to the sink. "I don't think that's such a good idea-"
"Why not? It's not like you haven't asked him to watch over me before?" I said.
"Look. I don't want to be bothered with Spike right now okay?"
"You don't have to get snippy, I get it. I can't go." I slouched in my chair and pouted.
"I'll be home around eleven thirty. I expect you in bed before I get home, it's a school night."
"Whatever." She kissed the crown of my hair, grabbed her bag with her uniform in it and headed out the door.