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Summer's Home
Later on that day, little Joyce was sat on the sofa with a look on her face that mirrored the old, Dawn look. Having just been forced to clear up the mess in the kitchen as punishment for misbehaving, she was now doing the misunderstood child routine.
"DADDY WOULDN'T HAVE SHOUTED" she raged into the silence of the living room.
Buffy looked up from the table and recieved a stuck out tongue from her daughter. She sighed and crossed over to the sofa where she knelt down in front of her. She held her gently by her shoulders and looked into her eyes.
"Daddy would have been angry with you too sweetie"
Joyce opened her mouth to argue, but was silenced by her mother's continuation from where she left off;
"we told you before we left that we wanted you to be a good girl and not cause any bother, but look what you did, you messed up my nice clean kitchen".
Joyce looked for a moment as if she mighn't cry, but she seemed to change her mind;
"I'm sorry mummy" she sobbed, "I didn't mean to be naughty..I won't do it again" and Buffy knew instantly that she wouldn't.
She knelt in a silent cuddle for what seemed like forever before they broke apart and Joyce started talking again;
"where's daddy"? she asked quietly
"sleeping" she replied with a smile "you know he's allergic to the sunshine".
It was true to some extent, Buffy just didn't feel that now was a very appropriate time to introduce her daughter to the big world to which she belonged, and she most certainly didn't want to burden her with the knowledge of her daddy being a vampire.
"Can I go up and see him" she whispered
"yes...but only if he's awake" she smiled and watched her little girl take the stairs two at a time until she was out of sight. Then she sighed.
Dawn looked up fom the table where she was researching into revision techniques for her pending exams, she was due to sit her GCSE's soon and she intended to get better grades than Willow.
"Where's she gone" she asked as Buffy came back to sit down.
"to see Spike" she sighed, "I can't help worrying about her you know...I mean, I remember that look she gave me only too well" she looked off remembering when there was just herself, Dawn and their mom, "you used to give me that look all the time and it usually resulted in you running off and coming face to face with some kind of demon". She looked down at the floor "what if Joyce ends up getting into trouble...I mean...there must be all sorts of creatures out there that'd want a child with both Slayer and Vampire blood running through their veins".
Buffy was so engrossed in talking with Dawn that she didn't notice the two small red-heads at the window watching them.
Summer's Home
Later on that day, little Joyce was sat on the sofa with a look on her face that mirrored the old, Dawn look. Having just been forced to clear up the mess in the kitchen as punishment for misbehaving, she was now doing the misunderstood child routine.
"DADDY WOULDN'T HAVE SHOUTED" she raged into the silence of the living room.
Buffy looked up from the table and recieved a stuck out tongue from her daughter. She sighed and crossed over to the sofa where she knelt down in front of her. She held her gently by her shoulders and looked into her eyes.
"Daddy would have been angry with you too sweetie"
Joyce opened her mouth to argue, but was silenced by her mother's continuation from where she left off;
"we told you before we left that we wanted you to be a good girl and not cause any bother, but look what you did, you messed up my nice clean kitchen".
Joyce looked for a moment as if she mighn't cry, but she seemed to change her mind;
"I'm sorry mummy" she sobbed, "I didn't mean to be naughty..I won't do it again" and Buffy knew instantly that she wouldn't.
She knelt in a silent cuddle for what seemed like forever before they broke apart and Joyce started talking again;
"where's daddy"? she asked quietly
"sleeping" she replied with a smile "you know he's allergic to the sunshine".
It was true to some extent, Buffy just didn't feel that now was a very appropriate time to introduce her daughter to the big world to which she belonged, and she most certainly didn't want to burden her with the knowledge of her daddy being a vampire.
"Can I go up and see him" she whispered
"yes...but only if he's awake" she smiled and watched her little girl take the stairs two at a time until she was out of sight. Then she sighed.
Dawn looked up fom the table where she was researching into revision techniques for her pending exams, she was due to sit her GCSE's soon and she intended to get better grades than Willow.
"Where's she gone" she asked as Buffy came back to sit down.
"to see Spike" she sighed, "I can't help worrying about her you know...I mean, I remember that look she gave me only too well" she looked off remembering when there was just herself, Dawn and their mom, "you used to give me that look all the time and it usually resulted in you running off and coming face to face with some kind of demon". She looked down at the floor "what if Joyce ends up getting into trouble...I mean...there must be all sorts of creatures out there that'd want a child with both Slayer and Vampire blood running through their veins".
Buffy was so engrossed in talking with Dawn that she didn't notice the two small red-heads at the window watching them.