Challenge no. 225 on TTH:

Write Drusilla in a crossover situation taking no longer or shorter than 20 minutes.

A/N: A direct follow up to 20 minutes with Angelus and Darla

20 Minutes with Drusilla by Kiara

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"Miss Edith; would you like a drink?" a small voice asks. Apparently hearing the affirmative answer the woman with dark curls cascading down her back, dragged a whimpering girl out of the shadows and held her wrist up to the doll's mouth.

"Tut, tut; naughty Miss Edith, not eating all her dinner." Drusilla muttered then the young(ish) vampire shrugged and looked at the potential victim. "Oh well."

She lunged at the girl who screamed as she came face- to-fang with the vampire. Twenty seconds later the girl was dead; she peach dress stained red and her blood drained. Drusilla turned back to her dolls and fluffed ones hair affectionately.

"She how much more fun it is when you watch? You can enjoy the party and all have cakes for tea." The door to the country home they were currently staying in burst open and Angelus stormed through the doorway. "Oh look; Daddy's home, but he's been a bad dog and he didn't bring us any desert. Ruff, ruff."

Angelus looked irritated by the crazy vampire but shook it off for the moment.

"Daddy promised us a pretty girl for our pudding, but little Miss Muffet has all the curds and whey. Boo hoo." Drusilla cocked her head as if listening to something. "And Daddy's been a naughty boy; the stars are screaming it. He let the little wizard go."

Angelus punched the wall in his aggravation. "Spike!" The brunette vampire, the newest addition to their group, sauntered out into the main room. "Control her."

Spike rolled his eyes at his Grandsire's growling. "Well since you asked so nicely. What's up ducks?"

"The stars are shouting; you know I hate it when they shout at me." She pouted.

"What are they saying, pet?"

"They're very cross and very happy, but it's very sad because Daddy let the little wizard boy go and he would've been such a crunchy treat, yum yum. But the stars are making my head hurt, Spike, they're so very cross."

But Spike's attention was diverted. "Ha! You couldn't kill a little wand waving kid?" He clutched his sides laughing like a crazy person.

"Spike!" Drusilla wailed clutching the sides of her head. "The stars! The stars!"

Darla went forward. "Come on Dru, we'll take a nice long bath and I'll hold your head under; we'll get rid of those nasty voices."

Drusilla perked up and dropped her hands from her head. She grabbed Darla's outstretched hand and allowed herself to be led out the room. She turned around and looked at her annoyed sire and her still laughing childe.

"Play nice."

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