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AUTHOR'S NOTE: The companion to this, about Connor being turned into a prairie dog is available on the angel site and is entitled Markedly Malnourished
Distinctly Squirrely: Chapter Two
"Dawn got turned into a squirrel?!" Willow squeaked. Dawn just squeaked. And squeaked some more.
"Be quiet, Dawn," Buffy commanded. I have to think.
Xander walked into the house through the back door. "Great mother of enchiladas," he said, "a blue-eyed squirrel!" Dawn waved at Xander.
"That squirrel just waved at me," Xander whispered to Willow, never taking his eyes off of the sketchy squirrel.
"That squirrel," Buffy replied, "is my sister."
"No, your sister may be little and annoying sometimes, and sure, maybe she kind of looks like a squirrel…" Dawn squeaked indignantly at Xander's comment. "And yeah, she kind of squeaks like a squirrel when she whines, but come on, Buff, that squirrel is NOT Dawn."
Dawn came up and bit Xander on the leg.
"OWWWW!" he yelled. "The devil squirrel bit my leg."
"Xander," Willow said, "that squirrel really is Dawn."
"That devil Dawn bit my leg," Xander said. Dawn stood up on her hind legs and stuck her tongue out at Xander.
"Now that's just freaky," Buffy said. "A squirrel should not do that. No offense, Dawn. Willow, how do we fix this?"
Willow said that she'd have to work on it, so everyone waited while Willow worked on the reversal spell. Buffy got Dawn a bowl of nuts to munch on, and Dawn had the undeniable urge to take one and bury it in the front yard. When Anya opened the front door, Dawn, the nut in her mouth, ran outside.
"Uh-oh," Buffy said. "Squirrel Dawn is loose."
TBC… up next, Dawn outdoors and Anya on why bunnies are freakier than squirrels. Anything else you'd like to see, let me know.