Ladies and Gents, dawn-roberts has double inner ear infections :(. So for a
lil while, my updates may be few and far between. So I figured I'd update a
little bit of this one. Hopefully I have a speedy recovery, and I'll be
back to full ability soon.
PS- I dont know if any of you have read it, but my story "Child From A lotus Blossom", is two chapters in, and I'm already having writers block :( If anyone wants to help me out on this Kidfic for one (or possibly more) chapter(s), please email me. If not, Ill do my best!
When The Dust Settled : Chapter 3 :
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Dawn sat on her bed, staring intensly at the clock on her desk. Spike had assured and reassured her that he would be there right after sundown ,which, as she had found out earlier, was promptly at 6:10 this evening. "Making him," she thought to herself, "three minutes late." She stood up and paced her floor impaitently for the tenth time this minute. Then, when pretty much all hope had diminished (two minutes later), she heard the door open, and listened as Tara, baby-sitter for the night, muttered a greeting to the door's opener and , a farewell up the stairs later, was gone. Dawn ran to the top of the stairs, and seeing Spike leaning against the door frame, the easily excited teen ran down the stairs and flung her arms around his neck, catching the leather clad vamp off guard. He couldn't help but laugh, as he hugged his Nibblet back.
"Easy there, Bit." Spike said as they parted. Dawn ducked her head shyly, auburn hair falling in her face as she looked at her hands.
"Sorry." She said quietly. "It's just that, umm, it's been a couple days and i thought maybe you forgot or you made other plans and we weren't gonna go to the movies which I really wanted to do because no one will let me out of the house except to go to school or your place, but I guess I ran away to your place so that doesnt't really count and now I'm just rambling so I think I'll...stop."
She finished her very long sentence by gasping for air and looking back up at Spike, who's eyes danced with laughter. "What's so funny?" She asked, hands on her hips.
"And the award for longest run-on sentence goes to..." Spike trailed off and took Dawn's arm in his own. " So of to the theater, are we?" Dawn nodded her head eagerly in agreement. "But, Sweet Bit, it's after dark. Xanny the Nanny will surely have my head." He grinned as Dawn rolled her eyes. "Well," he said after a moment's consideration," off we go then."
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When they were a pretty good distance from the Summer's home, Spike took his cigarettes from his pocket and shook one free. Lighting it up, he inhaled and felt his lungs burn. Satisfied with the feeling, he exhaled slowly, savoring the taste on his tounge. Dawn look up at him curiously.
"I've always wanted to try." She said inocently enough as they strolled down the street, arm in arm.
"No." Spike said boredly. "You don't."
"I mean, I *am* a teenager, I'm almost obligated to try ."
"No. You aren't"
"I will, eventually."
"No, You won't"
She looked up at him innocently. "And, it'll probably be some random smoke at a party with a bunch of boys. Who knows what else could be in it."
Spike stopped abruptly, dropping his butt and stomping it into the grounds with his foot. He sighed dramitcally and retrieved his pack of cigarettes, shaking one free again. He put it between his lips and lit it, sucking in to keep it lit. Then he, frowning, handed it to Dawn. She grinned, taking the smoke and bringing it to her lips, inhaling greedily. As soon as the taste hit the back of her throat, she choked, coughing loudly on the burning vapor. Spike took the cigarette from her hand as she stifled another cough. He took a drag off of it and looked at her.
"Curiosity quenched, Nibblet?" He asked quietly, as she regained her composure.
"Yeah." she rasped out, swallowing in attempt to get the horrible taste out her mouth. She wondered to herself how Spike could possibly handle it.
"So. I guess you've learned your lesson, now what say we go get some prime seats, bit." Spike took Dawn's arm in his again as they made their way to the movie complex.
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As they stood in line for the latest Adam Sandler flick, Dawn's eyes fell upon an unsettling sight. In a group about nine or ten kids thick, stood Kristy, Queen Cheerleader Bitch of Sunnydale High. She was enveloped by practically every cool person at school, and Dawn stood alone with Spike in line. Which was fine as long as Kristy didn't notice her. But of course, as fate so often worked, not five seconds after Dawn thought that, Kristy's gaze met her own. Like a hyena stalking it's prey, the older girl excused herself from her friend's and sauntered over towards her.
"Summers." Kristy said bitterly, feigning a smile and looking Dawn head to toe, obviously dissaproving of her outfit of choice. Dawn greeted her fake smile with an equally faux one, trying to ignore the thoughts in her mind. Memories of her latest run-in with Kristy that had taken place a few days before.
"No wonder your Mom's head popped." Kristy had said, pleased by the uproar of laughter it has caused around her in the school cafeteria. "I mean, god, if I had daughter's like you and, what's her name, Bitchy, I would have begged for my brain to explode." Dawn had just taken it, eyes red and tears cascading down her cheeks. She knew that Buffy wouldn't have taken it, Buffy would have beat her face into the ground. But Buffy was dead, so she just took it.
Snapping back to reality Dawn acknowledged that Kristy had something more to say, so she steeled her self, nervously tightening her grip on Spike's arm.
"So, Dawn," Kristy sneered, poison dripping from each word, "is this your babysitter? A friend of your sister's left to watch over her mess?" She put her hands on her hips and tilted her head towards Spike, blonde hair curtaining down in front of her. Spike unliked his arm from Dawn's and looked at Kristy with a smirk, before draping it across Dawn's shoulder.
"No, you bint." He said with a grin in Kristy's direction." I'm Spike, her date." Dawn tried to hide her shock as Spike dipped down to whisper in her ear. "Play along , Sweet Bit.Now, laugh like this silly bird's fake blonde locks just fell out."
Dawn looked at the girl in front of her, and had to laugh at the though of the future Miss May Queen hairless, running around like the world was coming to an end. As she gave in to the fit of giggles, Spike just kept his gaze on Kirsty, a smug look on his face. The cheerleader didn't seem fazed, she just flipped her golden tresses over her shoulder and continued.
"Well hello, Spike. I'm Kristy, you must have heard of me." She seemed suddenly interested in the blonde englishman, twirling a strand of hair around her finger idly.
"Sorry, um, Chrissy, can't say I have." Spike glanced at Dawn, "Let's go, Pet."
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As soon as they were out of earshot, Dawn stood still and tugged on Spike's arm for him to do the same. He turned to face her and she smiled. Through the entire thing with Kristy this past year, even before the thing with Glory, Spike had been the only one she could talk to. He didn't bother her with the type of things Tara and Willow would say, like 'violence is not the answer' or 'anrgy words are really empty words'. He let her lash out, kicking walls and occasionally throwing things. He laughed as she used word that traditionally only left his mouth. He soothed her when the fits led her to tears in the end.
"Thanks Spike. For , ya know. Back there. The last thing I need is for it to get out that I need a babysitter to go out on a Saturday to see a Sandler film." He grinned back at her, not really sure what to say. His heart melted at the site of his Lil' Bit. It seemed like he was about the only friend she had left, and the feeling was mutial. The Big Bad at the theater with a 14 year old girl.
"Oh how the mighty have fallen." he thought to himself, not quite meaning it.
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A/N- If y'all like it YAY. If not, hey, Im ill. either way R&R!!!! (and please read my other stuff which I assure is better than this!) Again Im really sorry about my lack of update-age!!! More shall follow.
PS- I dont know if any of you have read it, but my story "Child From A lotus Blossom", is two chapters in, and I'm already having writers block :( If anyone wants to help me out on this Kidfic for one (or possibly more) chapter(s), please email me. If not, Ill do my best!
When The Dust Settled : Chapter 3 :
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Dawn sat on her bed, staring intensly at the clock on her desk. Spike had assured and reassured her that he would be there right after sundown ,which, as she had found out earlier, was promptly at 6:10 this evening. "Making him," she thought to herself, "three minutes late." She stood up and paced her floor impaitently for the tenth time this minute. Then, when pretty much all hope had diminished (two minutes later), she heard the door open, and listened as Tara, baby-sitter for the night, muttered a greeting to the door's opener and , a farewell up the stairs later, was gone. Dawn ran to the top of the stairs, and seeing Spike leaning against the door frame, the easily excited teen ran down the stairs and flung her arms around his neck, catching the leather clad vamp off guard. He couldn't help but laugh, as he hugged his Nibblet back.
"Easy there, Bit." Spike said as they parted. Dawn ducked her head shyly, auburn hair falling in her face as she looked at her hands.
"Sorry." She said quietly. "It's just that, umm, it's been a couple days and i thought maybe you forgot or you made other plans and we weren't gonna go to the movies which I really wanted to do because no one will let me out of the house except to go to school or your place, but I guess I ran away to your place so that doesnt't really count and now I'm just rambling so I think I'll...stop."
She finished her very long sentence by gasping for air and looking back up at Spike, who's eyes danced with laughter. "What's so funny?" She asked, hands on her hips.
"And the award for longest run-on sentence goes to..." Spike trailed off and took Dawn's arm in his own. " So of to the theater, are we?" Dawn nodded her head eagerly in agreement. "But, Sweet Bit, it's after dark. Xanny the Nanny will surely have my head." He grinned as Dawn rolled her eyes. "Well," he said after a moment's consideration," off we go then."
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When they were a pretty good distance from the Summer's home, Spike took his cigarettes from his pocket and shook one free. Lighting it up, he inhaled and felt his lungs burn. Satisfied with the feeling, he exhaled slowly, savoring the taste on his tounge. Dawn look up at him curiously.
"I've always wanted to try." She said inocently enough as they strolled down the street, arm in arm.
"No." Spike said boredly. "You don't."
"I mean, I *am* a teenager, I'm almost obligated to try ."
"No. You aren't"
"I will, eventually."
"No, You won't"
She looked up at him innocently. "And, it'll probably be some random smoke at a party with a bunch of boys. Who knows what else could be in it."
Spike stopped abruptly, dropping his butt and stomping it into the grounds with his foot. He sighed dramitcally and retrieved his pack of cigarettes, shaking one free again. He put it between his lips and lit it, sucking in to keep it lit. Then he, frowning, handed it to Dawn. She grinned, taking the smoke and bringing it to her lips, inhaling greedily. As soon as the taste hit the back of her throat, she choked, coughing loudly on the burning vapor. Spike took the cigarette from her hand as she stifled another cough. He took a drag off of it and looked at her.
"Curiosity quenched, Nibblet?" He asked quietly, as she regained her composure.
"Yeah." she rasped out, swallowing in attempt to get the horrible taste out her mouth. She wondered to herself how Spike could possibly handle it.
"So. I guess you've learned your lesson, now what say we go get some prime seats, bit." Spike took Dawn's arm in his again as they made their way to the movie complex.
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As they stood in line for the latest Adam Sandler flick, Dawn's eyes fell upon an unsettling sight. In a group about nine or ten kids thick, stood Kristy, Queen Cheerleader Bitch of Sunnydale High. She was enveloped by practically every cool person at school, and Dawn stood alone with Spike in line. Which was fine as long as Kristy didn't notice her. But of course, as fate so often worked, not five seconds after Dawn thought that, Kristy's gaze met her own. Like a hyena stalking it's prey, the older girl excused herself from her friend's and sauntered over towards her.
"Summers." Kristy said bitterly, feigning a smile and looking Dawn head to toe, obviously dissaproving of her outfit of choice. Dawn greeted her fake smile with an equally faux one, trying to ignore the thoughts in her mind. Memories of her latest run-in with Kristy that had taken place a few days before.
"No wonder your Mom's head popped." Kristy had said, pleased by the uproar of laughter it has caused around her in the school cafeteria. "I mean, god, if I had daughter's like you and, what's her name, Bitchy, I would have begged for my brain to explode." Dawn had just taken it, eyes red and tears cascading down her cheeks. She knew that Buffy wouldn't have taken it, Buffy would have beat her face into the ground. But Buffy was dead, so she just took it.
Snapping back to reality Dawn acknowledged that Kristy had something more to say, so she steeled her self, nervously tightening her grip on Spike's arm.
"So, Dawn," Kristy sneered, poison dripping from each word, "is this your babysitter? A friend of your sister's left to watch over her mess?" She put her hands on her hips and tilted her head towards Spike, blonde hair curtaining down in front of her. Spike unliked his arm from Dawn's and looked at Kristy with a smirk, before draping it across Dawn's shoulder.
"No, you bint." He said with a grin in Kristy's direction." I'm Spike, her date." Dawn tried to hide her shock as Spike dipped down to whisper in her ear. "Play along , Sweet Bit.Now, laugh like this silly bird's fake blonde locks just fell out."
Dawn looked at the girl in front of her, and had to laugh at the though of the future Miss May Queen hairless, running around like the world was coming to an end. As she gave in to the fit of giggles, Spike just kept his gaze on Kirsty, a smug look on his face. The cheerleader didn't seem fazed, she just flipped her golden tresses over her shoulder and continued.
"Well hello, Spike. I'm Kristy, you must have heard of me." She seemed suddenly interested in the blonde englishman, twirling a strand of hair around her finger idly.
"Sorry, um, Chrissy, can't say I have." Spike glanced at Dawn, "Let's go, Pet."
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As soon as they were out of earshot, Dawn stood still and tugged on Spike's arm for him to do the same. He turned to face her and she smiled. Through the entire thing with Kristy this past year, even before the thing with Glory, Spike had been the only one she could talk to. He didn't bother her with the type of things Tara and Willow would say, like 'violence is not the answer' or 'anrgy words are really empty words'. He let her lash out, kicking walls and occasionally throwing things. He laughed as she used word that traditionally only left his mouth. He soothed her when the fits led her to tears in the end.
"Thanks Spike. For , ya know. Back there. The last thing I need is for it to get out that I need a babysitter to go out on a Saturday to see a Sandler film." He grinned back at her, not really sure what to say. His heart melted at the site of his Lil' Bit. It seemed like he was about the only friend she had left, and the feeling was mutial. The Big Bad at the theater with a 14 year old girl.
"Oh how the mighty have fallen." he thought to himself, not quite meaning it.
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A/N- If y'all like it YAY. If not, hey, Im ill. either way R&R!!!! (and please read my other stuff which I assure is better than this!) Again Im really sorry about my lack of update-age!!! More shall follow.