This week let's use David Bowie song titles as inspiration/somethingorother for drabbling.

 

BtVS – Pre-Series - Buffy

1. Dum Dum Boys

It was a beautiful Spring day; complete with blue skies and gentle breezes. Perfect for spending a peaceful morning at the park. Handing Buffy a bright pink pail and shovel, she pointed her daughter in the direction of the sandbox and several little girls.

A distraught wail soon caught Joyce's attention. Buffy's shovel was being tossed around by several of the bigger boys. Every time the little girl reached for her shovel, she was pushed to the ground. "Dum dum boys!" she cried, looking for her mother.

Joyce sighed, wishing her daughter would be able to defend herself one day.

BtVS – Season 7 – Chosen – Spike/Buffy

2. As the WorldFalls Down

The Turok-Han were massing out of the Hellmouth faster than they could be dispatched by the newly empowered Slayers. Buffy struggled to rise, telling the First to get out of her face. And Spike? Spike was doing a macabre imitation of a jack-o-lantern; intense light emanating from his very soul.

They're drawn to each other in those final moments – Vampire and Slayer – as the Turok-Han dust and the cavern walls crumble. Words of love spoken and refuted, understood nevertheless.

Filled with regret for the man she's forced to leave behind, Buffy climbs to the surface as the world falls down.

BtVS – Pre Series – William

3. Little Tin Soldier

William was a good boy. Small for his age and quiet, he always listened to his mother and father. Children are seen but not heard being the edict around the Bartlett home.

As well behaved as he was, William was still only ten years old, and occasionally acted his age. The day he re-enacted a battle from the Crimean War with his tin soldiers in the dining room, his father confiscated the toys and berated the boy for making a mess for hours.

William no longer played; he became as stiff and formal as one of his little tin soldiers.

BtVS – Pre Series - Buffy

4. Little Miss Emperor

Three year old Dawn is napping in her bedroom. Hank isn't there to celebrate Buffy's birthday. An emergency at work keeps him away. Pictures and leftover cake would have to suffice.

Ten years old and already holding court. Buffy sits on the couch, surrounded by twenty little girls in their party finery – each one holding a brightly wrapped box in their laps. One by one they walk over to Buffy and hand her their present, which she accepts with a tilt of her head and a gracious smile.

Joyce dutifully records each gift on film as the empress accepts tribute.