See if you can spot my clever (well I think it's clever) changed of
original characters into not so original ones.
Visiting Hours
A few days had passed since Spike had woken up from his coma. He was getting better slowly although the doctors said he would need a few months in a wheel chair.
"Knock knock," Dawn said as she entered Spike's room followed by Thistle and Bullet. "The nurse said we could have half an hour."
"Hey," Spike greeted them. "You can stay longer if you want. I'm feeling fine. In fact why don't we go?" He tried to sit up but the pain in his ribs forced him down again.
"That's why we don't go," Buffy smirked. "Dawn, who's your friends?"
The kids came and sat down on some chairs along the back wall of the room. "You know Thistle and Bullet."
Buffy's jaw dropped. The two children sitting next to her sister looked nothing like the two she knew. They both looked happy and like a normal eleven and seven year old should do.
"My real name is Cassie," Thistle corrected. "Thistle is what Raven called me." She nearly spat the name. Spike's eyes narrowed at mention of the bitch that had done this.
"I told you not to say her name." Bullet elbowed her lightly. "Like Cassie said, she gave us all nicknames except for Dawn and Faith as she liked theirs. I'm really called Colin."
"And Ice is Amy, Storm's Daniel (A/N: Oz in case you didn't realise) and Smoke's called Larry." Dawn explained. "Raven's real name is Shelia."
"I said don't say that name!" Colin whined.
"Hey, it's ok," Spike assured him. "As long as you don't go start praising that what she didn't was right it's fine." After the fire in the factory had been put out, firemen found Raven's burnt body. Nobody could understand why she killed herself in attempted of killing Spike. The only conclusion anyone could make was that she had a few screws lose and didn't know what she really wanted.
"Oh," Colin looked a bit embarrassed. "So are you feeling better?"
"I am." Spike nodded. "But they won't let me go."
"With been through this, Spike," Buffy tuttered. "As soon as you can sit up without wincing I'll talk to those stupid gits about getting you out of here."
The other three people in the room starred at her, opened mouthed.
"I've been spending far too much time around you!" Buffy said, realising what she had just said.
"Hello people!" Willow cried, bouncing into the room. Tara came in behind her carrying a huge bunch of balloons.
"Cool balloons," Dawn nodded.
"Well, you can't really get a guy flowers or a teddy bear," Tara grinned.
"They're great," Spike thanked them. "Cheer the place up a bit. But do you know why they would look nice?" Everyone but Buffy looked confused. "In my room back at home!" They all rolled their eyes.
Just then a nurse came in the room. "What are you all doing in here?" she shrieked. "Out of you, only one visitor! Out!" Everyone except Buffy stood up.
"See you later, Spike," Colin called as the nurse bustled them all out of the room.
"I see you're feeling a lot better then," she said, checking Spikes machines. "I was going to say you can go in a few days, but as long as the doctor says you're all ok, I don't see why you can't go tomorrow."
"About bloody time," he muttered.
"Thank you," Buffy said, trying to make up for Spikes rudeness.
Visiting Hours
A few days had passed since Spike had woken up from his coma. He was getting better slowly although the doctors said he would need a few months in a wheel chair.
"Knock knock," Dawn said as she entered Spike's room followed by Thistle and Bullet. "The nurse said we could have half an hour."
"Hey," Spike greeted them. "You can stay longer if you want. I'm feeling fine. In fact why don't we go?" He tried to sit up but the pain in his ribs forced him down again.
"That's why we don't go," Buffy smirked. "Dawn, who's your friends?"
The kids came and sat down on some chairs along the back wall of the room. "You know Thistle and Bullet."
Buffy's jaw dropped. The two children sitting next to her sister looked nothing like the two she knew. They both looked happy and like a normal eleven and seven year old should do.
"My real name is Cassie," Thistle corrected. "Thistle is what Raven called me." She nearly spat the name. Spike's eyes narrowed at mention of the bitch that had done this.
"I told you not to say her name." Bullet elbowed her lightly. "Like Cassie said, she gave us all nicknames except for Dawn and Faith as she liked theirs. I'm really called Colin."
"And Ice is Amy, Storm's Daniel (A/N: Oz in case you didn't realise) and Smoke's called Larry." Dawn explained. "Raven's real name is Shelia."
"I said don't say that name!" Colin whined.
"Hey, it's ok," Spike assured him. "As long as you don't go start praising that what she didn't was right it's fine." After the fire in the factory had been put out, firemen found Raven's burnt body. Nobody could understand why she killed herself in attempted of killing Spike. The only conclusion anyone could make was that she had a few screws lose and didn't know what she really wanted.
"Oh," Colin looked a bit embarrassed. "So are you feeling better?"
"I am." Spike nodded. "But they won't let me go."
"With been through this, Spike," Buffy tuttered. "As soon as you can sit up without wincing I'll talk to those stupid gits about getting you out of here."
The other three people in the room starred at her, opened mouthed.
"I've been spending far too much time around you!" Buffy said, realising what she had just said.
"Hello people!" Willow cried, bouncing into the room. Tara came in behind her carrying a huge bunch of balloons.
"Cool balloons," Dawn nodded.
"Well, you can't really get a guy flowers or a teddy bear," Tara grinned.
"They're great," Spike thanked them. "Cheer the place up a bit. But do you know why they would look nice?" Everyone but Buffy looked confused. "In my room back at home!" They all rolled their eyes.
Just then a nurse came in the room. "What are you all doing in here?" she shrieked. "Out of you, only one visitor! Out!" Everyone except Buffy stood up.
"See you later, Spike," Colin called as the nurse bustled them all out of the room.
"I see you're feeling a lot better then," she said, checking Spikes machines. "I was going to say you can go in a few days, but as long as the doctor says you're all ok, I don't see why you can't go tomorrow."
"About bloody time," he muttered.
"Thank you," Buffy said, trying to make up for Spikes rudeness.