Title: Never Say Wish

Series: Winter Tidings

Author: Jmaria

Rating: Pg-13

Disclaimer: I don't own Dawn or Meatwad. Joss and someone else owns them.

FfA Pairing: #1184 Dawn / Meatwad (Aqua Teen Hunger Force)

A/N: I should not be allowed to watch adult swim by myself. It leads to plot mongeese.

Never Say Wish

Dawn remember saying the dreaded W-word, but she couldn't remember what she'd said before it. She'd been fighting with Buffy over going to Rome. While it was a great place to visit, it wasn't her first choice for a new home. But Buffy was in love, and everybody must bow to Buffy's cookie-whatever she claimed to have. It was annoying.

So, Dawn had said the W-word, and now she was standing in front of a dingy looking house with a door in the shape of a soda cup and straw. Suddenly the door swung open and something emerged. Dawn screamed.

"Hey! It worked! I got me a new girlfriend!" The huge meatball with eyes cried happily.

"No way! This little meat turd gets a girlfriend and I get a fluffy pink bunny?" A huge Styrofoam cup yelled.

"All the girlies love the Meatwad." Meatwad said smugly.

"Meatwad, what did you do?" An order of fries demanded.

"I think I'm gonna faint." Dawn said to herself.

"I met a pretty lady, and she said she'd grant me a wish. So I asked for a girlfriend."
"Why did you ask for a girlfriend?"

"Cuz Shake said a girlfriend would play with you and do all kinds of things."

"Shake!"

"Like I knew he was listening. He never does anyway!"

"I really wished I hadn't wished to go someplace different." Dawn muttered.

"Hey, girlfriend will you play with me?" Meatwad asked.

"Oh."

"Miss, what's your name?" The order of fries asked.

"Dawn."

"I'm Frylock, this is Meatwad, and that -" Frylock said, giving Shake a dirty look. "Is Master Shake. You said you wished for something too?"

"Yeah. To go anywhere but Rome."

"And you picked here?"

"No. The vengeance demon did."

"Demons! I don't like demons!" Meatwad cried.

"Oh, god."

"Welcome to our world. Can you cook?" Shake said loudly and slowly.

"Shake, she's not like the mail-order bride you had! She can understand you."

"Well how am I supposed to know. Well, can you cook?" Shake demanded. Dawn hit him. Hard. "What is your problem?"