Title: Blood is thicker than ... blood?
Author: Norwegianne
Rating Pg-13 for innuendo, talk about sex etc. Nothing graphic.
Disclaimer: Aaron Sorkin et al. own the West Wing, Joss Whedon et al. own Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Barbie is the trademark of Mattel, My Little Pony of the company that owns that trademark, which is not me, not at all. Legally Blonde, belongs to its owners. Since my connection with USA is limited to my great-aunt and my cousins... I guess it isn't me.
I got bored of withholding interesting chapters... Even if ff.net is down... and I haven't got any reviews... Who cares?
Oh, and the thing at the beginning of chapter 1, it still counts. So if you're dead set in thinking that Josh and Donna belong together for always... SHUSH.
This is set in season 5 of Buffy, an alternate universe season 5. Glory still exist, but in the spirit of Christmas... well she keeps quiet. (I've messed about with the timelines already, why not that?) West Wing? A peaceful time, when it's quiet enough for a longer winter break... As for pairings- this isn't really one of the fics that's written with the intention of bringing characters together, nor it is heavy on the blood and goo. And yes, Spike will make an appearance. A fairly quiet one at that.
On to the fic.
Chapter 4
"So," Buffy looked at Donna rummaging through her dresser. "How are things going with Sam?" Her natural blonde sister turned around.
"Did you touch my things?"
"Why would I want to touch your things? It's not like your things even fit - Stork." Buffy threw herself onto the bed, after shooting Donna an impish look. "So, how're things with Sam? I'm betting that they're serious, since you brought him here. You didn't even bring what's-his-name here, and you were totally hot for him."
"Dawn! Get in here." Donna had been good at shouting at younger sisters before she went off to college. Working in the White House had honed her skills, and she was now a master.
"You rang?" Dawn and Sam stood in the doorway. Sam looked curiously around, probably filing the info to blackmail her with later. Dawn on the other hand was getting really good at the insolent teenager look.
"Have you been in my things?
"Why would I be in your things? I have better things to do, you know." Buffy snorted. "Well I have. Just yesterday Spike and I were... uh-oh. Never mind." Dawn realized that she had fenced herself into a corner by the look of Buffy's face.
"You were with Spike? Wasn't it Willow who was supposed to look after you, yesterday?"
"Uh, I think I hear the phone." Buffy reached out and held Dawn's sweater.
"The phone isn't ringing until you can tell me what you were doing with Spike. Shoot."
Sam tried to mouth "Who's Spike" to Donna, but he didn't think he was successful, at least not judging by the blank look on her face.
"We were just hanging around."
"Where? And to repeat myself, where was Willow?"
" At the Magic Box, I guess. Anya had something that she needed Willow to help her with." Dawn shrugged.
"So she left you with Spike?" Buffy reminded Sam of a blonde lawyer from this chick-flick Donna had forced Josh, CJ, Toby and himself to watch with her last summer. Just remembering Toby's reaction was enough to make a permanent smile on his face. Apparently Dawn had also seen it, the film, not Toby's outbursts during it.
"Don't go all Elle Woods on me, Buffy. I'm fine. Spike was hanging around at the Magic Box when we got there." She turned to Donna. "We were just sitting quietly leafing through some books, honestly." The tactics worked.
"Buffy, I don't see the big picture, but what's the harm in Dawn having some friends that enjoy reading? Too many teenagers in America today have no idea how to read or write properly."
"It's not like she wasn't Matilda enough, now even Spike encourages her." Buffy complained, before narrowing her eyes. "Wait a second? The books at the Magic Box? What kind of books were you looking in?" Sam caught Dawn gulping just before she managed to escape. "I'll talk to you guys later. Nice to have you home again, Donna. Give me the 411 on him later. DAWN!" The tiny blonde took off in the direction that her younger sister had left.
"Hey, how come you got "My Little Pony" sheets." Sam felt a case of severe Josh-whining almost coming on.
"Yeah, so? What did you get?" Donna didn't seem to have any troubles with sleeping on the pastel ponies. Maybe she would be willing to trade? After all, animals were manlier than dolls, even if they were colored in girl colors.
"Barbie." He whimpered. His girlfriend was not as sympathetic as he could have hoped for. She laughed. His whining mood disappeared. "If this gets back to Washington, I'll know who is to blame."
"Yeah, sure. I hope you realize that I won't be sneaking off to your room for some after-dark nookie. I wouldn't be able to think about sex with Barbie in the mix, even around you." He grinned a bit.
"So you think about sex when you're around me?" He got the "I'm da man" look on his face.
"Not if I'm lying on one of my younger sisters' Barbie linens, then I'm probably not." The look quickly disappeared.
"They're being awfully quiet." Best to change the topic, before his girlfriend decided that she couldn't even kiss him this Christmas.
"Maybe they've killed each other." She shrugged in a casual way that made Sam's blood run cold.
"Do you really think so? Maybe we should call the police?" Donna grinned slightly at the panicked look in his eyes.
"It is so evident just now that you're an only child, Sammy boy."
"Hey, what's that supposed to mean?" Donna went over and tossed her bag onto the bed before grabbing his shirt and leaning into him.
"It means that you've never experienced the joys of brothers and sisters, and their constant squabbling. Right now, that's about as sexy as your tendency to lecture everybody about their dental hygiene"
"Really?" Donna had shown him one of the earlier days in their relationship how interesting she had found him lecturing Charlie on his dental hygiene. He sort of hoped she would do it again.
"Yeah, really. Come here, let me show you."
Author: Norwegianne
Rating Pg-13 for innuendo, talk about sex etc. Nothing graphic.
Disclaimer: Aaron Sorkin et al. own the West Wing, Joss Whedon et al. own Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Barbie is the trademark of Mattel, My Little Pony of the company that owns that trademark, which is not me, not at all. Legally Blonde, belongs to its owners. Since my connection with USA is limited to my great-aunt and my cousins... I guess it isn't me.
I got bored of withholding interesting chapters... Even if ff.net is down... and I haven't got any reviews... Who cares?
Oh, and the thing at the beginning of chapter 1, it still counts. So if you're dead set in thinking that Josh and Donna belong together for always... SHUSH.
This is set in season 5 of Buffy, an alternate universe season 5. Glory still exist, but in the spirit of Christmas... well she keeps quiet. (I've messed about with the timelines already, why not that?) West Wing? A peaceful time, when it's quiet enough for a longer winter break... As for pairings- this isn't really one of the fics that's written with the intention of bringing characters together, nor it is heavy on the blood and goo. And yes, Spike will make an appearance. A fairly quiet one at that.
On to the fic.
Chapter 4
"So," Buffy looked at Donna rummaging through her dresser. "How are things going with Sam?" Her natural blonde sister turned around.
"Did you touch my things?"
"Why would I want to touch your things? It's not like your things even fit - Stork." Buffy threw herself onto the bed, after shooting Donna an impish look. "So, how're things with Sam? I'm betting that they're serious, since you brought him here. You didn't even bring what's-his-name here, and you were totally hot for him."
"Dawn! Get in here." Donna had been good at shouting at younger sisters before she went off to college. Working in the White House had honed her skills, and she was now a master.
"You rang?" Dawn and Sam stood in the doorway. Sam looked curiously around, probably filing the info to blackmail her with later. Dawn on the other hand was getting really good at the insolent teenager look.
"Have you been in my things?
"Why would I be in your things? I have better things to do, you know." Buffy snorted. "Well I have. Just yesterday Spike and I were... uh-oh. Never mind." Dawn realized that she had fenced herself into a corner by the look of Buffy's face.
"You were with Spike? Wasn't it Willow who was supposed to look after you, yesterday?"
"Uh, I think I hear the phone." Buffy reached out and held Dawn's sweater.
"The phone isn't ringing until you can tell me what you were doing with Spike. Shoot."
Sam tried to mouth "Who's Spike" to Donna, but he didn't think he was successful, at least not judging by the blank look on her face.
"We were just hanging around."
"Where? And to repeat myself, where was Willow?"
" At the Magic Box, I guess. Anya had something that she needed Willow to help her with." Dawn shrugged.
"So she left you with Spike?" Buffy reminded Sam of a blonde lawyer from this chick-flick Donna had forced Josh, CJ, Toby and himself to watch with her last summer. Just remembering Toby's reaction was enough to make a permanent smile on his face. Apparently Dawn had also seen it, the film, not Toby's outbursts during it.
"Don't go all Elle Woods on me, Buffy. I'm fine. Spike was hanging around at the Magic Box when we got there." She turned to Donna. "We were just sitting quietly leafing through some books, honestly." The tactics worked.
"Buffy, I don't see the big picture, but what's the harm in Dawn having some friends that enjoy reading? Too many teenagers in America today have no idea how to read or write properly."
"It's not like she wasn't Matilda enough, now even Spike encourages her." Buffy complained, before narrowing her eyes. "Wait a second? The books at the Magic Box? What kind of books were you looking in?" Sam caught Dawn gulping just before she managed to escape. "I'll talk to you guys later. Nice to have you home again, Donna. Give me the 411 on him later. DAWN!" The tiny blonde took off in the direction that her younger sister had left.
"Hey, how come you got "My Little Pony" sheets." Sam felt a case of severe Josh-whining almost coming on.
"Yeah, so? What did you get?" Donna didn't seem to have any troubles with sleeping on the pastel ponies. Maybe she would be willing to trade? After all, animals were manlier than dolls, even if they were colored in girl colors.
"Barbie." He whimpered. His girlfriend was not as sympathetic as he could have hoped for. She laughed. His whining mood disappeared. "If this gets back to Washington, I'll know who is to blame."
"Yeah, sure. I hope you realize that I won't be sneaking off to your room for some after-dark nookie. I wouldn't be able to think about sex with Barbie in the mix, even around you." He grinned a bit.
"So you think about sex when you're around me?" He got the "I'm da man" look on his face.
"Not if I'm lying on one of my younger sisters' Barbie linens, then I'm probably not." The look quickly disappeared.
"They're being awfully quiet." Best to change the topic, before his girlfriend decided that she couldn't even kiss him this Christmas.
"Maybe they've killed each other." She shrugged in a casual way that made Sam's blood run cold.
"Do you really think so? Maybe we should call the police?" Donna grinned slightly at the panicked look in his eyes.
"It is so evident just now that you're an only child, Sammy boy."
"Hey, what's that supposed to mean?" Donna went over and tossed her bag onto the bed before grabbing his shirt and leaning into him.
"It means that you've never experienced the joys of brothers and sisters, and their constant squabbling. Right now, that's about as sexy as your tendency to lecture everybody about their dental hygiene"
"Really?" Donna had shown him one of the earlier days in their relationship how interesting she had found him lecturing Charlie on his dental hygiene. He sort of hoped she would do it again.
"Yeah, really. Come here, let me show you."
