Drabbles
Tragedy (Spike & Dawn, summer after s5, maybe?)
"Spike." The single spoken word held a depth of anger and hatred that would have made an average man’s blood run cold just to hear it - knowing that such fury was aimed in his direction.
“I’m really, really sorry,” Spike replied immediately, hovering behind Dawn, though she couldn’t see his reflection in the mirror. “I thought I could… We’ll fix it, I promise.”
“You can’t fix it,” Dawn cried, shoving him away with both hands. “It’s ruined. You ruined it.”
“Don’t worry, Bit. Trip to the hairdresser’s, it’ll be good as new.”
“I’m never letting you cut my hair again!”
Unexpected
Xander walked through the unlocked front door of Buffy’s house, thinking momentarily that that was a little odd. But as soon as he heard the banging and grunting from the kitchen, he realized a demon must have gotten in.
Considerate of it not to break the door down, he thought as he hurried to assist Buffy in fighting whatever it was.
He skidded to a halt in the doorway, mouth agape, as Spike pounded into the Slayer from behind, her knuckles white where she clutched the countertop, causing the contents of the cabinets to shake with every thrust.
“Merciful Zeus!”
Secret (Dawn, "Blood Ties")
I see them watching me when they think I won't notice. Like they’re trying to puzzle out a mystery, or like they’re waiting for me to do something unexpected. I have no idea what that would be, but I definitely know something’s changed. Everyone’s been acting super weird around me lately. It’s like, as soon as I walk in the room, they stop talking, and they get all fidgety like they’re hiding something. I know they’re all talking about me. They have the worst poker faces ever.
Well, I’ll show them. I’ll find out the big secret, whatever it is.
"Spike." The single spoken word held a depth of anger and hatred that would have made an average man’s blood run cold just to hear it - knowing that such fury was aimed in his direction.
“I’m really, really sorry,” Spike replied immediately, hovering behind Dawn, though she couldn’t see his reflection in the mirror. “I thought I could… We’ll fix it, I promise.”
“You can’t fix it,” Dawn cried, shoving him away with both hands. “It’s ruined. You ruined it.”
“Don’t worry, Bit. Trip to the hairdresser’s, it’ll be good as new.”
“I’m never letting you cut my hair again!”
Unexpected
Xander walked through the unlocked front door of Buffy’s house, thinking momentarily that that was a little odd. But as soon as he heard the banging and grunting from the kitchen, he realized a demon must have gotten in.
Considerate of it not to break the door down, he thought as he hurried to assist Buffy in fighting whatever it was.
He skidded to a halt in the doorway, mouth agape, as Spike pounded into the Slayer from behind, her knuckles white where she clutched the countertop, causing the contents of the cabinets to shake with every thrust.
“Merciful Zeus!”
Secret (Dawn, "Blood Ties")
I see them watching me when they think I won't notice. Like they’re trying to puzzle out a mystery, or like they’re waiting for me to do something unexpected. I have no idea what that would be, but I definitely know something’s changed. Everyone’s been acting super weird around me lately. It’s like, as soon as I walk in the room, they stop talking, and they get all fidgety like they’re hiding something. I know they’re all talking about me. They have the worst poker faces ever.
Well, I’ll show them. I’ll find out the big secret, whatever it is.