Twenty torturous minutes later Willow passed by her open door and popped her head in to find Buffy in bed with the blankets tucked tightly under her chin, she was staring at a spot on the ceiling blankly. Willow raised an eyebrow slightly and moved to sit on the edge of Buffy's bed. "Morning Buff!" she chimed cheerfully then frowned when Buffy just sort of stared blankly at her "Rough night?" she asked and placed a hand on her friend's forehead. Buffy shook Willow's hand from her head "You could say that" she muttered under her breath and turned on her side. "Will, I don't really feel well ya know?" Willow smiled and nodded "Well okay then but I'm making pancakes for breakfast if you're hungry." Her friend replied then turned around and left.
"Where's Buffy? Is she missing breakfast again?" Buffy could hear Dawn faintly, complaining about her absence. She glanced at the clock on the bedside table and sighed, only six thirty-five. "Screw it." She muttered and climbed out of bed. "I need a shower."
Forty-five minutes later she trudged downstairs, dressed in a black turtle neck sweater and a pair of jeans, and plunked herself down on a stool in the kitchen. Willow was at the stove flipping pancakes and Dawn was just coming into the kitchen from the living room. Buffy looked at the clock on the microwave, it read seven twenty, Buffy looked back to her sister and frowned slightly "Dawn shouldn't you be getting ready for school?" she asked and her sister just shook her head as she sat next to her "It's Saturday Buffy." She rolled her eyes and reached across the counter for the bottle of syrup as Willow set a plate of pancakes down in front of her "Yum." She mumbled while drowning her pancakes in syrup. Dawn picked up her plate, looked at Willow and said "Thanks." then headed towards the living room, where the television could be heard playing cartoons at full volume.
Buffy watched her go then turned to her redheaded friend and sighed "Why does she hate me so much?" she asked, "That's what I want to know." Willow smiled with a shake of her head "She doesn't hate you, Buff." She set down two plates, one for each, and pulled up a stool across from her best friend "She's just jealous I think." Buffy wore a look of total confusion "Jealous? Of what?" she asked, bewildered. "Well of Spike of course."
Well now she was totally lost in this conversation, Buffy looked at Willow like she had completely lost it "What does Spike have to do with anything?" she questioned slowly and Willow just sighed, giving Buffy one of those will you at least try to follow along looks. "Okay look" Willow started "Remember back when Dawn had that massive crush on Xander?" Buffy rolled her eyes "How could I forget?" she laughed "All we ever heard was Xander, Xander, Xander." Willow nodded "Yeah and then Anya came on the scene and Dawn got all green eyed and jealous remember?" Buffy nodded slowly, starting to get the idea. "So . . . " Buffy said slowly "You're saying Dawn has a crush on Spike now?" Willow nodded "Exactly!" she exclaimed "And she sees the way he looks at you. We all do because he doesn't exactly try to hide it or anything." Willow coughed slightly at the look Buffy gave her "Anyway Dawn doesn't hate you, Buff she's just jealous that Spike likes you."
Buffy seemed to think about this for a long time. She looked up at Willow, who was in the middle of chewing a mouthful of pancake, Buffy laughed at her friend then got up, pushing her own plate across the counter. "I'm not really hungry this morning." She said with a shrug "Uh, Will I just remembered I have to go do something so I'll be back later okay?" she turned and walked out of the kitchen, not even waiting for Willow to answer.
She stopped at the front door, shrugging on her jacket, she looked into the living room at her sister "Hey Dawnie I'm going out, see you later kay?" she said cheerfully, Dawn barely glanced over her shoulder and shrugged "Yeah whatever." She mumbled and turned back to her cartoons. Buffy sighed, with a roll of her eyes. She opened the front door, the sunlight bathing her in a warm golden glow as she stepped out. Smiling slightly she turned her face up to the sky, enjoying the warmth for a moment and then she bounced down the front steps and turned left at the end of the walkway.