From Stranger to Friend in 2.1 seconds

By: Burning Truth

Disclaimer: you know the drill! I don't own...except Des. If you want to use him (for god knows what reason) Just ask

A/N: This is just a plot bunny that's been bugging me. And it fills up Space!

~*~Dawn's POV~*~

"Oh god! Why do I have to keep going to school!" I wondered aloud.

"Come on, It isn't that bad." Des commented casually.

"What school do you go to!"

"...The same one you do." Right now I'm not entirely sure if he got my sarcasm. "Oh well...I guess it's just the way you look at it."

"Huh?"

"Well it goes this way: If I get really bad grades then the social workers 'll start snooping around and then they'll find out I'm not living with my parents, even though I'm supposed to, and back to them I go."

"I guess that's a good enough reason...for you." I said as I opened the door to go inside. There in the living room were Buffy, Xander and Oz (who might I add looked very comfy , Xander laying on the floor his head on Oz's lap.) "Hey Buffy. We're home!" I joked.

"Dawn. Des. How was your day-" Buffy was cut off by the local news station reporter.

"It has been determined that the fire was started when a lit cigarette was thrown into the trashbin where it grew eventually spreading and engulfing the house in flames."

There was a fire? Where?" Des asked before I could. And even as he did he turned to look at the TV to get a better look.

"It was at-" Xander was cut off by Des.

"Oh, no." He whispered and ran to his room dropping everything. I looked to the TV seeing a house engulfed in flames. I concentrated trying to see what had made him react like that. Then it hit me.

"Oh my god." I said softly "That's his parent's house."

~*~Des' POV~*~

Sure I never really liked them, but they were my parents, I could never really hate them... Yeah...I think that was the hardest part. I could never really hate them, no matter how much I wanted to. No matter how hard I try. I can hear some one comming up the stairs...It's probably Dawn.

"Des?" Xander said poking his head in. This is a bit surprising.

"Yeah?"

"I heard that was your parents house..."

"You heard right...So...why'd you come up? Trying to console me?" That sounded...bitchier than I meant it to...

"I guess so" He said calmly.

"I never expected you to come up here." Ouch. That was harsh...

"Yeah well I guessed you'd pro'lly needed someone to relate to."

"Yeah...that'd be nice." Now he's just looking at me. Waiting for my next move. He was waiting for me to break...and I'm not putting up any argument. "I-I-I n-n-never wa-wanted for th-th-them to go. I ha-hated them but I-I-I n-never wanated them to-to d-d-die!" I sobbed lunging my self at him.

"I know you didn't. Nobody would want that. " He hugged me whilst I sobbed like a little 3-year-old. I suddenly heard a knock at the door.

"I'll get it!' I heard Dawn say. Then suddenly everything went quiet for a couple of minutes. "DES!" I heard her for me. I wiped my eyes whispered a thanks to Xander and stumbled along...and what I saw I could not believe.

"Mom...Dad?" I said running up to the two familiar creatures in front of me hugging them. I felt them hug me back and then I heard a whisper.

""Hablaremos en privado.*" I looked at them a bit confused and nodded.

~*~Xander's POV~*~

"We're talking in private." He said and went into his room upstairs. He came back out twenty minutes later looking pretty ticked. I liked them better when I thought they were dead." He grumbled. I walked by him flashing him a smile hopping to cheer him up some what wich failed miserably. I then went to his parents gesturing for them to sit down at the table. After we had all congregated (yeah I know big words!) around the table I opened my mouth.

"So...umm... I'm really sorry about your house burning down. You're lucky you weren't there when the house caught fire." I said.

"No. We weren't lucky. We knew that was going to happen." Des' dad got weird looks from everyone.

"Yes. Yesterday," Des' mom continued. "some strange people came up to our house asking for Des. We told them we didn't know where he was. They kept insisting that we were lying. We kept telling them we didn't know where he was and they said we would regret not telling them were he was. And as they left we over heard them planing to bun our house."

"We'll why not call the police?" Dawn asked.

"Because who was going to believe that we saw some...misshapen 6 foot tall monsters?" Des' dad said as-a-matter-of-factly

"Misshapen 6 foot tall monsters?" Buffy repeated after them.

"Yes they were 6 feet tall and were covered in...warts and lot's of ...flappy skin." He said again struggling to find the right words. Then his eyes flew open. "Like them!" He said pointing behind me. Outside the house were half a dozen, hideous looking troll things.

"Go! Get out." Oz talked for the first time this evening since Des got here. The what ever they were then crashed into the house. Buffy, Oz, and I got ready to fight while Dawn and Des ushered Des' parent's.

Suddenly two of them came charging at me . I went to move out of the way, except I tripped on a rug and fell to the floor. And apparently these creatures weren't smart cause they kept running and tripped over me. I quickly scampered out of the way and Buffy took the opportunity to take a chair and impale both the uglies through the heart with it's legs. The monsters then went poof. blowing up in a dust of smoke.

"Buffy I don't think their that smart!" I yelled at her as she snapped another's head. Another one came running at me and I picked up the chair wich Buffy had left and raised it in front of me. The thing just kept running and impaled it self with the chair. This one also poofing. I looked up and saw Oz stab one in the chest with a knife.

"Five down one to go." Buffy declared.

"Umm...Buffy...where's the other one?" I asked. Then as if to answer our question we heard a set of screams coming from upstairs. The three of ran up the stairs.

~*~Des' POV~*~

Oh please, oh please, oh please work. I thought. I drew my arm back. Come on, come on, I haven't been training for nothing. And then I flung it forward. I felt the shockwave leave my body. The monster reeled back...and then his head fell off and rolled...to the feet of Buffy, Xander, and Oz. Then it went poof, and turned into dust.

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"You know your on a hellmouth when you can't even spend one day with out getting attacked. I said as I waved to my parents.

"So what are they gonna do?" Dawn asked me.

"Their moving. Far away from Sunnydale." I murmured. "Won't be seeing them for a while."

"Yep. Oh! And their proud of you! That's also a good thing."

"Some how...I doubt it..." I shrugged and left to help with the cleanning.

TBC...