Title: Lessons to Learn Chapter Six: A Girl in The Castle
Author: SlayrGrl55 (aka Anna)
Rating: PG
Pairing: B/S
Spoilers: Lessons
Feedback: pretty please?
Disclaimer: I don't own 'Buffy the Vampire Slayer'…yet ~laughs deviously~
One minute Buffy was dancing enticingly close to Spike and the next thing she knew she was standing outside a large castle…wait a minute. A castle? Where was there a castle in Sunnydale? Huh, maybe it's Dracula's castle. What am I doing at Dracula's castle, anyway? And where's Spike? Hesitantly, she pulled on the latch handle doorknob and was surprised when it didn't open. Hmm, must be pretty heavy. She tried a few more times and finally the door swung open with a creek that echoed in the cold night air. Closing the door behind her, she called out to whoever could hear her.
"Hello? Is anybody here?" no one answered but her own echo. She took a few steps deeper into the room and called out again. "Spike?" she called. No luck. "Dracula?" still there was no answer. She continued into the dark recesses of the house.
In the kitchen a small teacup with a chip in its rim called out to its mother. "Hey, Willow! I heard there was a girl in the castle!"
A shiny teapot hopped over to the teacup. "Now Dawn, I told you not to make up such fanciful stories. Now get along." Willow nudged Dawn towards the cupboard.
In another part of the castle, a golden candlestick holder and a small, wooden pendulum clock argued. "Please do shut up. If I have to hear another one of your ideas I think I'm going to stop ticking." The clock complained.
"But Giles! I know this one is going work! It has to!" the candlestick holder insisted. Its fiery hands waved dangerously close to a low curtain, almost catching.
"Alexander Lumiere Harris if you do not stop waving your candles around this instant I am going to lock you in a cupboard again!" the clock shouted. He began to speak again when he heard footsteps. They both stiffened as a young walked past them, calling out for help. As soon as she passed, they both relaxed.
"A-hah!" the candlestick holder shouted. "I knew it!" and then he took off after the girl, with Giles trailing behind him.
Buffy continued down a hallway that she swore she heard voices coming from. Her calls became pointless but she continued to explore the house. The artwork on the walls reminded her of things she had learned in school. They were elegant and extravagant and looked priceless. She made a point of being especially careful not to touch anything. Minutes passed and she had gotten lost, but where else could she go?
She stopped suddenly. She heard a voice, she knew she did. But she recognized this voice. "No way…" she said barely audible. She turned a corner and saw a wooden door reinforced with metal bolts and towards the bottom of the door there was a slot, an opening for food probably. She rushed towards it and towards the voice. She knelt down and met the eyes of someone she never thought she'd see again. Blinking to make sure she wasn't seeing things, Buffy stared into the eyes of her mother.