Disclaimer & such in chapter 1.
Author's Notes: Okay guys, bad news; I had computer problems and I've only just now gotten back online. Worse news; chapter 10 was supposed to be much longer than this, but I lost the ending to it thanks to the aforementioned computer being EVIL!!!!!!!! Grrrr!!!! And so y'all get this lil tid bit and the rest sometime in the next two weeks when I get the time to rewrite it. Reviews make me wanna write alot more than I do without them so keep em coming please!!!! :)
Dawn nearly started screaming herself when she got upstairs, the hallway was festooned with toilet paper and Buffy and Angel were being mummified together in the white tissue by Spike. The little blond was running around them, frantically unwinding with one hand while using the other to tap against his mouth producing what was supposed to be an Indian war cry. "bwa-bwa-bwa-bwa!" Spike continued, oblivious to his captive audience, the strip of toilet paper he'd wound around his head for a headpiece fluttered loose but he kept going.
"Who started this?" Dawn demanded as sternly as she could muster with the grin she was fighting. William froze, hand over his mouth, leg raised to take another step. Buffy and Angel's eyes grew wide and they began struggling with their bonds without much success. Finally Dawn leaned over and tore the tissue right down the centre releasing both shamefaced captives.
"All right, everyone gather up as much toilet paper as you can. You all threw it, you can help clean it up too." She ordered the tots rolling the strips in her hand into a ball and reaching for more.
Dawn was standing on her tiptoes trying to reach some paper that was stuck over one the pictures that lined the hallway grumbling about the amount of work this was when she felt a tug on her pant leg. Looking down into baby Angel's chocolate brown eyes all her irritation just melted. He was so cute!
"Dawnie, I gotta go pee pee." He announced.
Oh God! "Giles!" She called panicked. "Doyle! Cordelia!"
Nobody answered and Angel continued to squirm.
"Well, uh, do you know how to go?" Dawn asked Angel nodded and made to unzip his pants and show her. "That's okay. I believe you!" Dawn exclaimed, grabbing his wrist. "Alright, come on." She instructed, pushing open the bathroom door. One step in found her skidding across the floor and then landing with a thump, staring up at a ceiling encrusted with wads of wet toilet paper, which is what she'd skidded on in the first place she realized.
"Buffy..." she growled, there certainly hadn't been toilet paper in Angel's time, Spike's she wasn't all too sure about but still. "God, how many rolls did you three use?" She wondered, pushing up onto her elbows.
"Dawnie you got a boo boo!" Little Spike announced. Bouncing up and over to the sink he stood on his tip toes and wet a towel. Leaving the pipe running he came back over and pressed it to the small cut on her elbow, the other two crowded around anxiously and Dawn couldn't help but smile at them.
"Thank you William." She told Spike, taking the towel from him and rising to her feet. "Alright everybody, downstairs! Let's go!" the girl announced.
"But Dawnie, I still gotta go peepee!" Angel complained.
"Oh, right." Dawn sighed, reaching over she flipped up the toilet seat, pointed little Angel at it and then left the room with Buffy and Spike.
Dawn came downstairs to find Willow, Xander and Doyle on the couch watching 'Passions' while Cordelia cursed quietly to herself in the kitchen as she swept up twinkie wrappers and crumbs.
"Timmy!" Spike screamed, and plopped himself down on the couch next to Willow. Dawn giggled and sat Buffy down on the couch next to him before heading into the kitchen.
"Where's Giles?" She asked Doyle who shrugged and pointed at Cordelia who was just now emptying the contents of the scoop into the dustbin.
"Researching in the backyard. Gotta make sure we don't screw up the spell tomorrow and have to keep them like this for another forty-eight hours." Cordy grumbled.
"So what's the plan for this afternoon anyway?" Dawn asked, flopping into an armchair.
"We're going to the park!" Willow announced proudly.
"The park! Can we go on the carousel? Please oh please oh please!" Little Buffy pleaded.
Cordelia groaned and cast Doyle desperate looks. The half-bracken sighed heavily. "Give me twenty minutes, I want to see Luis and Sheridan's wedding and then I'll come with you."
"Thank you!" Cordy squealed, giving him an impulsive kiss on the cheek. Doyle turned an impressive shade of scarlet while Willow, Xander, Spike and Buffy giggled.
The laughter was abruptly cut off by a high-pitched scream from upstairs. "Angel!" Cordy and Doyle exclaimed at the same time, racing up the stairs as the little boy raced down babbling about a monster and a silver handle and the pee pee bowl.
"Maybe it'd be better if we took him outside and let him pee behind a tree from now on." Cordy suggested a little bit later in an undertone while Doyle comforted the terrified child. "What?" She demanded off his dirty look.
(end 10/?)
Author's Notes: Okay guys, bad news; I had computer problems and I've only just now gotten back online. Worse news; chapter 10 was supposed to be much longer than this, but I lost the ending to it thanks to the aforementioned computer being EVIL!!!!!!!! Grrrr!!!! And so y'all get this lil tid bit and the rest sometime in the next two weeks when I get the time to rewrite it. Reviews make me wanna write alot more than I do without them so keep em coming please!!!! :)
Dawn nearly started screaming herself when she got upstairs, the hallway was festooned with toilet paper and Buffy and Angel were being mummified together in the white tissue by Spike. The little blond was running around them, frantically unwinding with one hand while using the other to tap against his mouth producing what was supposed to be an Indian war cry. "bwa-bwa-bwa-bwa!" Spike continued, oblivious to his captive audience, the strip of toilet paper he'd wound around his head for a headpiece fluttered loose but he kept going.
"Who started this?" Dawn demanded as sternly as she could muster with the grin she was fighting. William froze, hand over his mouth, leg raised to take another step. Buffy and Angel's eyes grew wide and they began struggling with their bonds without much success. Finally Dawn leaned over and tore the tissue right down the centre releasing both shamefaced captives.
"All right, everyone gather up as much toilet paper as you can. You all threw it, you can help clean it up too." She ordered the tots rolling the strips in her hand into a ball and reaching for more.
Dawn was standing on her tiptoes trying to reach some paper that was stuck over one the pictures that lined the hallway grumbling about the amount of work this was when she felt a tug on her pant leg. Looking down into baby Angel's chocolate brown eyes all her irritation just melted. He was so cute!
"Dawnie, I gotta go pee pee." He announced.
Oh God! "Giles!" She called panicked. "Doyle! Cordelia!"
Nobody answered and Angel continued to squirm.
"Well, uh, do you know how to go?" Dawn asked Angel nodded and made to unzip his pants and show her. "That's okay. I believe you!" Dawn exclaimed, grabbing his wrist. "Alright, come on." She instructed, pushing open the bathroom door. One step in found her skidding across the floor and then landing with a thump, staring up at a ceiling encrusted with wads of wet toilet paper, which is what she'd skidded on in the first place she realized.
"Buffy..." she growled, there certainly hadn't been toilet paper in Angel's time, Spike's she wasn't all too sure about but still. "God, how many rolls did you three use?" She wondered, pushing up onto her elbows.
"Dawnie you got a boo boo!" Little Spike announced. Bouncing up and over to the sink he stood on his tip toes and wet a towel. Leaving the pipe running he came back over and pressed it to the small cut on her elbow, the other two crowded around anxiously and Dawn couldn't help but smile at them.
"Thank you William." She told Spike, taking the towel from him and rising to her feet. "Alright everybody, downstairs! Let's go!" the girl announced.
"But Dawnie, I still gotta go peepee!" Angel complained.
"Oh, right." Dawn sighed, reaching over she flipped up the toilet seat, pointed little Angel at it and then left the room with Buffy and Spike.
Dawn came downstairs to find Willow, Xander and Doyle on the couch watching 'Passions' while Cordelia cursed quietly to herself in the kitchen as she swept up twinkie wrappers and crumbs.
"Timmy!" Spike screamed, and plopped himself down on the couch next to Willow. Dawn giggled and sat Buffy down on the couch next to him before heading into the kitchen.
"Where's Giles?" She asked Doyle who shrugged and pointed at Cordelia who was just now emptying the contents of the scoop into the dustbin.
"Researching in the backyard. Gotta make sure we don't screw up the spell tomorrow and have to keep them like this for another forty-eight hours." Cordy grumbled.
"So what's the plan for this afternoon anyway?" Dawn asked, flopping into an armchair.
"We're going to the park!" Willow announced proudly.
"The park! Can we go on the carousel? Please oh please oh please!" Little Buffy pleaded.
Cordelia groaned and cast Doyle desperate looks. The half-bracken sighed heavily. "Give me twenty minutes, I want to see Luis and Sheridan's wedding and then I'll come with you."
"Thank you!" Cordy squealed, giving him an impulsive kiss on the cheek. Doyle turned an impressive shade of scarlet while Willow, Xander, Spike and Buffy giggled.
The laughter was abruptly cut off by a high-pitched scream from upstairs. "Angel!" Cordy and Doyle exclaimed at the same time, racing up the stairs as the little boy raced down babbling about a monster and a silver handle and the pee pee bowl.
"Maybe it'd be better if we took him outside and let him pee behind a tree from now on." Cordy suggested a little bit later in an undertone while Doyle comforted the terrified child. "What?" She demanded off his dirty look.
(end 10/?)