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Summary: It's almost Valentine's Day in Sunnydale. Will Buffy finally realize her feelings for a certain someone?
Pairings: B/S, W/T, X/A
Rating: PG
Spoilers: As You Were, AU after that
Distribution: Fanfiction.net. Anyone else, if you want it, let me know.
A/N: Thanks to all of you who have been giving me such nice reviews! It really makes my day, and makes me a happy girl and makes me think, hmm, maybe I could write that novel after all.
Valentines
Buffy crept into the house holding a large bag of cat food in one hand and a large bucket of kitty litter in the other, the little kitty safely ensconced in her jacket purring away. She kicked off her shoes and tip toed into the kitchen, not wanting to make too much noise in case everyone was asleep in bed.
"Now where should we put your stuff, sweetie?" she whispered to the kitty. "Maybe here next to the back door? That way everything will be on the linoleum, and if you spill something it will be easy to clean up."
Buffy searched the cupboards until she found the perfect sized dishes for cat food and water, filled them both up, and set them down on the floor. She then gave the kitty one last little cuddle before setting her down next to the food. Upon seeing and smelling the kitty food, the little puffball attacked with a vengeance. "Whoa there sweetie, too much at once is going to make you sick!" Buffy said to cat. The kitten seemed to understand what Buffy had said to her and immediately slowed her pace and started eating slower, almost as if she were savoring the taste of each mouthful of Meow Mix.
"While you have supper, I'm going to find a box to put your litter in. We can't have you going on the floor!" With that, Buffy made her way downstairs to search for the perfect cardboard box. After about five minutes of fruitless searching, she came upon a pile of boxes in a dark corner. "Bingo!" she cried, and just as she was reaching for a long box with short sides, she heard a shriek from upstairs. Racing up the stairs with the box in hand, Buffy expected to see a demon or some other big bad, but all she found was Dawn cradling the as of yet unnamed kitten in her arms.
"Where did you find her? Is she ours? Can we keep her?" The questions were tumbling from Dawn's mouth like clowns from the mythical circus car.
"She was in the cemetery, yes, and yes," replied a laughing Buffy.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Dawn cried. "You so rock!"
"I rock, huh? High praise indeed coming from a fifteen year old. She was so cute, and she looked so hungry and lost that I couldn't just leave her there. So, I picked her up, stopped by the 24 hour grocery store on the way home, and here I am, Super Big Sister Buffy!"
"Does she have a name? Can I name her? I've always wanted a kitty, and I've had lots of time to come up with the perfect name," Dawn said.
"So what would be the perfect name?" Buffy asked. "And she's partly my kitty, too. If I don't like the name, we get to pick another, kay?"
"Okay, but I'm sure you're going to just love the name I've picked out!"
"So what is it? What is this alleged illustrious name?" Buffy inquired, hoping against hope that it wouldn't be something too generic like Fluffy or Kitty.
"Cupid," Dawn said with a proud look on her face.
"Cupid? Hmm, well, it isn't an overused generic name, and it certainly fits the season. Cupid, yeah, I like it!" Buffy decided. "Well, sweetie," she told the kitty, "it looks like you have a name. You are now officially Cupid Summers."
"Cupid Summers? Since when did pets get last names?" Dawn asked Buffy.
"Since just now. Cupid is part of the family and therefore is deserving of our last name, too," she replied.
Dawn gave Buffy a huge smile and set Cupid back down to finish her meal. Buffy glanced at the time on the microwave and shook her head. "Dawn, its 1:30 in the morning. Why are you up so late? Don't tell me you've been on the phone all night."
"Nah," Dawn said and giggled, "Just half the night. Plus your not so silent entry in the house woke me up, and I came to see how patrolling went."
"Patrolling was the big yawn tonight. I didn't see a single vamp! They must all be in cozied up with their sweethearts anxiously awaiting the big V-Day," Buffy told her. "I was really looking forward to a good fight tonight, because tomorrow is going to be one big drag. The DMP on Valentine's Day, and I have to work from 6am until 10pm. It's a good thing that I don't have a boyfriend, otherwise he would dump me from feeling neglected!"
"Maybe after you are done with work you could come to the Bronze? I mean, there's bound to be lots of cute guys there, and maybe you could still find a Valentine on Valentine's Day? Plus, just think of how fun it would be, and it's been so long since we have been to the Bronze together. It's almost as if you are too embarrassed to be seen in public with your little sister," Dawn said, laying on the guilt trip.
"All right already! Enough with the guilt! I'll put in an appearance, just so that you know that I'm not embarrassed to be seen in public with you. That's it, no looking for Valentine's men for me, I'm not ready for that yet," Buffy stated.
The little voice in her head chose that time to pipe up and say "That's because you already have a man-Spike. You know he's your soul mate, the one who completes you like no other has, not even Angel. You need to admit to this to yourself, soon."
"I'm not admitting anything right now," she told the voice. "Come back some other day!"
"Okay Dawn, it's late and we all need some sleep. You should go back to bed, and I'm going to hit the hay as soon as I have this box filled with kitty litter. If I don't see you at the un-godly hour of 5am, have a spectacular Valentine's Day. Oh, and I know I don't tell you this often enough, but I love you so much. I hope you know that."
"Thanks, Buffy," Dawn said with a little sniff. "I love you too even when I'm a whiny teenage brat, and I'm so glad that you came back to us." Dawn gave Buffy a hug and went upstairs to bed.
"Well, Cupid, I need to get some sleep cuz 5am comes pretty quickly, so let's get this box filled, and we can both bed down for the night."
After filling the box, Buffy grabbed an old rag rug her mother had kept in the closet, and made a comfy bed for Cupid. "Sleep tight," she told her. "Don't let the fleas bite."
Buffy turned off the lights and made her way up to her bedroom. After a quick stop in the bathroom to take care of her nightly routine, she walked into her bedroom, pulled off her clothes, and put on her pajamas. She was in the middle of hanging up her pants when she remembered the little package she had shoved in her pocket at the cemetery. She dug through her pockets until she found which one she had put it in, and she withdrew a small black velvet bag.
"Another mystery," she sighed. "Here goes nothing," she said and opened the little bag. She emptied the contents into her hand and gasped when a gorgeous pair of ruby and diamond earrings fell out and landed in her palm.
Summary: It's almost Valentine's Day in Sunnydale. Will Buffy finally realize her feelings for a certain someone?
Pairings: B/S, W/T, X/A
Rating: PG
Spoilers: As You Were, AU after that
Distribution: Fanfiction.net. Anyone else, if you want it, let me know.
A/N: Thanks to all of you who have been giving me such nice reviews! It really makes my day, and makes me a happy girl and makes me think, hmm, maybe I could write that novel after all.
Valentines
Buffy crept into the house holding a large bag of cat food in one hand and a large bucket of kitty litter in the other, the little kitty safely ensconced in her jacket purring away. She kicked off her shoes and tip toed into the kitchen, not wanting to make too much noise in case everyone was asleep in bed.
"Now where should we put your stuff, sweetie?" she whispered to the kitty. "Maybe here next to the back door? That way everything will be on the linoleum, and if you spill something it will be easy to clean up."
Buffy searched the cupboards until she found the perfect sized dishes for cat food and water, filled them both up, and set them down on the floor. She then gave the kitty one last little cuddle before setting her down next to the food. Upon seeing and smelling the kitty food, the little puffball attacked with a vengeance. "Whoa there sweetie, too much at once is going to make you sick!" Buffy said to cat. The kitten seemed to understand what Buffy had said to her and immediately slowed her pace and started eating slower, almost as if she were savoring the taste of each mouthful of Meow Mix.
"While you have supper, I'm going to find a box to put your litter in. We can't have you going on the floor!" With that, Buffy made her way downstairs to search for the perfect cardboard box. After about five minutes of fruitless searching, she came upon a pile of boxes in a dark corner. "Bingo!" she cried, and just as she was reaching for a long box with short sides, she heard a shriek from upstairs. Racing up the stairs with the box in hand, Buffy expected to see a demon or some other big bad, but all she found was Dawn cradling the as of yet unnamed kitten in her arms.
"Where did you find her? Is she ours? Can we keep her?" The questions were tumbling from Dawn's mouth like clowns from the mythical circus car.
"She was in the cemetery, yes, and yes," replied a laughing Buffy.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Dawn cried. "You so rock!"
"I rock, huh? High praise indeed coming from a fifteen year old. She was so cute, and she looked so hungry and lost that I couldn't just leave her there. So, I picked her up, stopped by the 24 hour grocery store on the way home, and here I am, Super Big Sister Buffy!"
"Does she have a name? Can I name her? I've always wanted a kitty, and I've had lots of time to come up with the perfect name," Dawn said.
"So what would be the perfect name?" Buffy asked. "And she's partly my kitty, too. If I don't like the name, we get to pick another, kay?"
"Okay, but I'm sure you're going to just love the name I've picked out!"
"So what is it? What is this alleged illustrious name?" Buffy inquired, hoping against hope that it wouldn't be something too generic like Fluffy or Kitty.
"Cupid," Dawn said with a proud look on her face.
"Cupid? Hmm, well, it isn't an overused generic name, and it certainly fits the season. Cupid, yeah, I like it!" Buffy decided. "Well, sweetie," she told the kitty, "it looks like you have a name. You are now officially Cupid Summers."
"Cupid Summers? Since when did pets get last names?" Dawn asked Buffy.
"Since just now. Cupid is part of the family and therefore is deserving of our last name, too," she replied.
Dawn gave Buffy a huge smile and set Cupid back down to finish her meal. Buffy glanced at the time on the microwave and shook her head. "Dawn, its 1:30 in the morning. Why are you up so late? Don't tell me you've been on the phone all night."
"Nah," Dawn said and giggled, "Just half the night. Plus your not so silent entry in the house woke me up, and I came to see how patrolling went."
"Patrolling was the big yawn tonight. I didn't see a single vamp! They must all be in cozied up with their sweethearts anxiously awaiting the big V-Day," Buffy told her. "I was really looking forward to a good fight tonight, because tomorrow is going to be one big drag. The DMP on Valentine's Day, and I have to work from 6am until 10pm. It's a good thing that I don't have a boyfriend, otherwise he would dump me from feeling neglected!"
"Maybe after you are done with work you could come to the Bronze? I mean, there's bound to be lots of cute guys there, and maybe you could still find a Valentine on Valentine's Day? Plus, just think of how fun it would be, and it's been so long since we have been to the Bronze together. It's almost as if you are too embarrassed to be seen in public with your little sister," Dawn said, laying on the guilt trip.
"All right already! Enough with the guilt! I'll put in an appearance, just so that you know that I'm not embarrassed to be seen in public with you. That's it, no looking for Valentine's men for me, I'm not ready for that yet," Buffy stated.
The little voice in her head chose that time to pipe up and say "That's because you already have a man-Spike. You know he's your soul mate, the one who completes you like no other has, not even Angel. You need to admit to this to yourself, soon."
"I'm not admitting anything right now," she told the voice. "Come back some other day!"
"Okay Dawn, it's late and we all need some sleep. You should go back to bed, and I'm going to hit the hay as soon as I have this box filled with kitty litter. If I don't see you at the un-godly hour of 5am, have a spectacular Valentine's Day. Oh, and I know I don't tell you this often enough, but I love you so much. I hope you know that."
"Thanks, Buffy," Dawn said with a little sniff. "I love you too even when I'm a whiny teenage brat, and I'm so glad that you came back to us." Dawn gave Buffy a hug and went upstairs to bed.
"Well, Cupid, I need to get some sleep cuz 5am comes pretty quickly, so let's get this box filled, and we can both bed down for the night."
After filling the box, Buffy grabbed an old rag rug her mother had kept in the closet, and made a comfy bed for Cupid. "Sleep tight," she told her. "Don't let the fleas bite."
Buffy turned off the lights and made her way up to her bedroom. After a quick stop in the bathroom to take care of her nightly routine, she walked into her bedroom, pulled off her clothes, and put on her pajamas. She was in the middle of hanging up her pants when she remembered the little package she had shoved in her pocket at the cemetery. She dug through her pockets until she found which one she had put it in, and she withdrew a small black velvet bag.
"Another mystery," she sighed. "Here goes nothing," she said and opened the little bag. She emptied the contents into her hand and gasped when a gorgeous pair of ruby and diamond earrings fell out and landed in her palm.