Chapter Two - The Reactions People Have
Dawn woke up in a bright and sunny mood. She reflected on the previous nights work and frowned. It really had been a bad way for Buffy to leave the show. I mean being shot, wasn't really the kind of death a slayer expected. Well it would have to do. She stared into the mirror and looked at her perfect reflection. She didn't even look as if she had been to bed. Every piece of hair sat in perfect position and there wasn't even a blemish on her face. Yes she felt truly happy. Her happy thoughts were disrupted by a loud banging at the door.
As per usual it was Willow who got to the door first. She had expected it to be Buffy back from her long night out but thinking about it she realised it was a stupid idea, Buffy had a key and even if she had left it she would have found some other way in. Willow quickly preformed a little spell to make her self look good, just in case it was anyone attractive at the door. It wasn't instead she was face to face with two police men. She sighed and looked them up and down. "May we come in?"
By the time Dawn made it downstairs the policemen were sat on the sofa. She could tell they had already told Willow about Buffy from the stern look on her face. "So you have no idea who would want to do this to Miss Summers then?" Willow shook her head from side to side. Dawn could tell she was trying to hide her anger from them. "And who might this be?" One of the policemen turned to look at Dawn while the other continued to look at Willow's chest until he felt a sharp pain in his head which made him stop. Willow looked up at Dawn and did her "desperate to protect you but we must further the story line" face. "Dawnie" She said in the condescending tone that Dawn hated. " Dawnie I've got some really bad news." Dawn stared hard at Willow " What is it?" Dawn of course knowing the answer waiting impatiently as Willow searched for the words. " It's Buffy she's.......somebody.....she's been killed." Dawn pulled her "I can't believe this has happened who would do such a thing face . It must have been good because Willow ran forward and hugged her hard. "God she's crushing me I can't breath" Thought Dawn she gave a sob but only for effect. Although this was fun Dawn knew that telling the rest of the Scooby Gang would be better so she decided to skip a few scenes ahead. (It's one of those cool things you can do on TV when you're bored.)
The Scooby Gang sat around the table in the magic box. Dawn wondered how the magic box kept going. There were never any customers in it and on the rare occasion there were people never purchased that much. It wasn't surprising really. The stock was shoddy and Anya was rude to everyone. Hell why hadn't anyone reported them. And just how had Anya managed to get American citizenship, hadn't she been a vengeance daemon for a gazillion years. As Dawn was pondering these questions the Scooby Gang prepared for what Willow had to say. Heck everyone knew it was important, Giles was there and he only did guest appearances for very special events. "Guys I don't know how to say this. It's Buffy she's been...killed" Dawn sat and watched the reactions from each person. Xander, the manly hunk, stood up and went mad. "Who did this I'll kill them I'll ripped their hearts out." He lunged for the nearest weapon. Spike did his angst ridden face and shrugged. "She's a slayer it wasn't like she was going to live forever. He then proceeded to push Xander against the wall as he tried and failed to punch him. " It must have been the bunnies that did it they're evil you know. They look all cute and innocent but I see the evil looks in their eyes EVIL I tell you" Everyone stopped and looked at Anya who pulled her cute, "I don't understand these kind of things so I'll try and say something funny and cute to get rid of the tension" face. And Giles well Giles took his glasses off and chewed the end. He got up and sat down and eventually said. " This is terrible how..why? I need a cup of tea and then... then I'll look in my books." Dawn frowned yet again she was being ignored even with Buffy dead she somehow managed to stay the centre of attention. How unfair. No Dawn thought I won't kill Willow next I'll kill Giles.
Giles was busy looking at his books. He had been left with Dawn while the others had run off to preform some task which needed them all. He sat chewing his glasses staring into space. To anyone looking at him it might look like he was trying to decipher some ancient text but he wasn't. Instead he was thinking about Buffy. Now he definitely wouldn't get to do the Buffy and Giles make out thing. This really annoyed him Dawn was too young for him, Willow well she just didn't like him and Anya was just to weird. So what was really left for him in Sunnydale. I mean people might get strange ideas about him hanging around with a group of kids. Before he could just say that he was Buffy's watcher and that would wash. But now it would just look like he was sad and couldn't make friends his own age. What a scary thought he would finally have to find a real job and real friends. Oh well at least he had made enough money doing this to pull off a few bad T.V programs back in England.
Dawn stood on the stairs in the magic box preparing to kill Giles. For a while now she had been learning transforming spells from Willow. She had managed to persuade Willow that she wanted to be just like her but not quite as powerful. Once she had heard the not so powerful bit she had been happy to teach Dawn. And now Dawn was preparing to use her powers. "Stupid spell and silly words turn this nerd into a pile of words." At first nothing happened, then slowly Giles began to change, his glasses fell to the floor and Dawn gleefully stood on them. "Bye bye Rupert Giles bye bye" She let a little giggle slip out and picked up the object Giles had turned into. "A cheap romantic novel. Really Giles I thought you would at least be the Oxford Dictionary." She tossed the book in the bin the title page fell open revealing the name "The Coffee Lovers" Dawn then proceeded to sweep the shards of glass up. As she walked out of the door she threw the shards down the drain. "There we go nothing left"