Dawn's Friend
Summary: Dawn makes a new friend, and gains a new power.
All characters the property of our lord Joss whedon, the cream in my Buffy coffee.
Distribution: Surely! Just let me know!
Chapter 1
"I hate how crowded the halls are here! Everyone always bumps into you!" Dawn complained to Janice as she got her bag from her locker. If only this school could get blown up like Buffy's did. Buffy had all the luck.
"Oh Dawn, your just in a bad mood. You coming over to my house now?" Dawn bit her lower lip. She didn't feel like sitting at Janice's house and listening to N'sync again.
"I've gotta go home. You know how Buffy is." Dawn knew Buffy wasn't gonna be home either. Buffy was never home. Just Dawn, the TV, and whatever was left in the snack cabinet.
"K. Call me later." Janice walked off and Dawn headed out the door. She began to walk home, not really caring which way she went. She noticed that she was by the cemetery. Hmm, I wonder if the Blonde bombshell is awake, she thought.
Five minutes later she was knocking on the door. No answer. She opened the door and stepped inside.
"Hello? Hey Spikeula, you awake?" Dawn dropped her bag and wandered around. She sat on the couch and felt at peace. This couch was comfy, and best of all, no one was here to tell her to put her feet down. Dawn heard a noise in the underground part of the crypt and figured Spike had finally risen for the day. She smiled at the ladder, expecting to see his peroxide locks coming up.
"What took you so long?" Dawn jumped a little when she saw it wasn't spike.
"Hi. I'm sorry, did I frighten you?"
"A little. Hey, Clem. Is Spike down there?"
"No. I was just dropping off something that I owe him. What are you doing, Dawn?" Clem came over and sat next to her on the couch. Dawn always liked Clem. He was nice, and he never looked at her like she was a freak, or a pest.
"I didn't want to go home. I'm just kinda down and Spike always cheers me up." Dawn felt let down again.
"What's wrong? You wanna talk?" Clem looked at Dawn with interest. He could see that this girl was hiding something. She felt sad. It poured out of her.
"You don't wanna hear my problems. No one does. I am to be seen, not heard." She noticed that when he smiled, his ears wiggled in a happy way, like a tail wagging.
"Well, I am a good listener. Look at these ears! You don't get a better listener than me. What's on your mind?" Clem smiled and played with his ears a bit. Dawn giggled. He liked that she didn't look at him with disgust.
"Well, for someone that is supposed to be special, I'm sure not treated like it. Like Buffy, she just yells at me. I'm 'the key' this mystical person, ball of energy thing, and all she can do is bark orders at me before she runs out to make out with spike. Like I don't know what she's doing! No one goes patrolling and comes home smelling like spike's cologne!" Dawn was finally able to talk to someone who understood what she was going through. Clem listened intently and offered advice to her that she felt had her interests for once. They talked for almost an hour, when dawn looked at her watch.
"Wow! I've got to go! Buffy's gonna kill me!" Dawn got up and so did Clem.
"Wait right here, I have something for you." Clem walked over to the ladder and went down. When he came back, he had a small black kitten in his arms.
"Here, I think he would like to have someone to cuddle with. And like me, He's a good listener too." Clem handed her the kitten, which immediately started to purr.
"Really? I can have him? Thanks! I'm gonna name him Clement. I have to go. Do you want to maybe meet for pizza tomorrow? I don't have many friends and no one understands the whole not really a person thing." Dawn smiled at Clem.
"Yeah. Ok. There's a place by the school that serves demons. Really good breadsticks too. I'll see you at 4:00."
"Ok, see you then!" Dawn walked out of the crypt and for the first time since her mom died, she didn't feel alone or odd. She felt normal.
Summary: Dawn makes a new friend, and gains a new power.
All characters the property of our lord Joss whedon, the cream in my Buffy coffee.
Distribution: Surely! Just let me know!
Chapter 1
"I hate how crowded the halls are here! Everyone always bumps into you!" Dawn complained to Janice as she got her bag from her locker. If only this school could get blown up like Buffy's did. Buffy had all the luck.
"Oh Dawn, your just in a bad mood. You coming over to my house now?" Dawn bit her lower lip. She didn't feel like sitting at Janice's house and listening to N'sync again.
"I've gotta go home. You know how Buffy is." Dawn knew Buffy wasn't gonna be home either. Buffy was never home. Just Dawn, the TV, and whatever was left in the snack cabinet.
"K. Call me later." Janice walked off and Dawn headed out the door. She began to walk home, not really caring which way she went. She noticed that she was by the cemetery. Hmm, I wonder if the Blonde bombshell is awake, she thought.
Five minutes later she was knocking on the door. No answer. She opened the door and stepped inside.
"Hello? Hey Spikeula, you awake?" Dawn dropped her bag and wandered around. She sat on the couch and felt at peace. This couch was comfy, and best of all, no one was here to tell her to put her feet down. Dawn heard a noise in the underground part of the crypt and figured Spike had finally risen for the day. She smiled at the ladder, expecting to see his peroxide locks coming up.
"What took you so long?" Dawn jumped a little when she saw it wasn't spike.
"Hi. I'm sorry, did I frighten you?"
"A little. Hey, Clem. Is Spike down there?"
"No. I was just dropping off something that I owe him. What are you doing, Dawn?" Clem came over and sat next to her on the couch. Dawn always liked Clem. He was nice, and he never looked at her like she was a freak, or a pest.
"I didn't want to go home. I'm just kinda down and Spike always cheers me up." Dawn felt let down again.
"What's wrong? You wanna talk?" Clem looked at Dawn with interest. He could see that this girl was hiding something. She felt sad. It poured out of her.
"You don't wanna hear my problems. No one does. I am to be seen, not heard." She noticed that when he smiled, his ears wiggled in a happy way, like a tail wagging.
"Well, I am a good listener. Look at these ears! You don't get a better listener than me. What's on your mind?" Clem smiled and played with his ears a bit. Dawn giggled. He liked that she didn't look at him with disgust.
"Well, for someone that is supposed to be special, I'm sure not treated like it. Like Buffy, she just yells at me. I'm 'the key' this mystical person, ball of energy thing, and all she can do is bark orders at me before she runs out to make out with spike. Like I don't know what she's doing! No one goes patrolling and comes home smelling like spike's cologne!" Dawn was finally able to talk to someone who understood what she was going through. Clem listened intently and offered advice to her that she felt had her interests for once. They talked for almost an hour, when dawn looked at her watch.
"Wow! I've got to go! Buffy's gonna kill me!" Dawn got up and so did Clem.
"Wait right here, I have something for you." Clem walked over to the ladder and went down. When he came back, he had a small black kitten in his arms.
"Here, I think he would like to have someone to cuddle with. And like me, He's a good listener too." Clem handed her the kitten, which immediately started to purr.
"Really? I can have him? Thanks! I'm gonna name him Clement. I have to go. Do you want to maybe meet for pizza tomorrow? I don't have many friends and no one understands the whole not really a person thing." Dawn smiled at Clem.
"Yeah. Ok. There's a place by the school that serves demons. Really good breadsticks too. I'll see you at 4:00."
"Ok, see you then!" Dawn walked out of the crypt and for the first time since her mom died, she didn't feel alone or odd. She felt normal.