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Title: A Useful Giant of Society
Autum
"Buffy, if you don't want me here, then tell me to leave." Dawn challenged with her arms crossed.
"I would, but you're a giant and... I mean, I DO want you here, Dawn." Buffy changed the direction of her sentance quickly after catching Dawn's evil death stare.
"No you don't. You want me far away at college where you don't have to deal with little old me."
"Little? That's laughable. And besides, I just want you to get the full education I didn't get. Sacred duty and all."
"But I AM getting an education here! Renee just taught me this cool move where I roll, do a backflip and a jacknife kick all at the same time. We now have a mysterious lack of trees in the forest, but it was so worth it."
"That's exactly what I mean. You're getting a SLAYER education."
"What the difference?"
"Well, for one thing, Literature and battle strategies don't even remotely resemble eachother, and learning slayer moves are great, if you are a slayer, which you are not."
"Slayers always get everything." Dawn mumbled, reverting back to her 14-year-old self.
"Dawn, it isn't easy being a slayer. Most of these girls will never go to college, or get married, or have kids. Look down and tell me if you would rather be a slayer."
"Buffy, please tell me we are not talking about the prospect of me having kids!"
"Why not? I wanna be a spoily aunt. And why shoud it bother you, that's why you're a giant."
"So this is your version of the talk, huh? Did Willow tell you?"
"No one told me. I think I already knew."
"Have you been SPYING on me?!"
"No! First of all, Hello? Way, WAY expirenced in the bad relationship category. I can relate to the pain and betrayal, and I will do anything to help you." Buffy assured her.
"Anything?"
"Yes."
"Well...here's Kenny's house address and phone number. You should probably take about 12 slayerettes with you; those Thricewises are pretty tricky, I should know."
"And...why do I need his address, number, and an army of slayer's with me? What, do you want me to kill him, or something?" Buffy joked.
"EXACTLY! Good thing we're on the same page. Thanks Buffy!" Dawn skipped off, well, as close to skipping as a giant can get.
"Great." Buffy muttered. "Why do I always get stuck with the killing of the evil EXes?"
Autum
"Buffy, if you don't want me here, then tell me to leave." Dawn challenged with her arms crossed.
"I would, but you're a giant and... I mean, I DO want you here, Dawn." Buffy changed the direction of her sentance quickly after catching Dawn's evil death stare.
"No you don't. You want me far away at college where you don't have to deal with little old me."
"Little? That's laughable. And besides, I just want you to get the full education I didn't get. Sacred duty and all."
"But I AM getting an education here! Renee just taught me this cool move where I roll, do a backflip and a jacknife kick all at the same time. We now have a mysterious lack of trees in the forest, but it was so worth it."
"That's exactly what I mean. You're getting a SLAYER education."
"What the difference?"
"Well, for one thing, Literature and battle strategies don't even remotely resemble eachother, and learning slayer moves are great, if you are a slayer, which you are not."
"Slayers always get everything." Dawn mumbled, reverting back to her 14-year-old self.
"Dawn, it isn't easy being a slayer. Most of these girls will never go to college, or get married, or have kids. Look down and tell me if you would rather be a slayer."
"Buffy, please tell me we are not talking about the prospect of me having kids!"
"Why not? I wanna be a spoily aunt. And why shoud it bother you, that's why you're a giant."
"So this is your version of the talk, huh? Did Willow tell you?"
"No one told me. I think I already knew."
"Have you been SPYING on me?!"
"No! First of all, Hello? Way, WAY expirenced in the bad relationship category. I can relate to the pain and betrayal, and I will do anything to help you." Buffy assured her.
"Anything?"
"Yes."
"Well...here's Kenny's house address and phone number. You should probably take about 12 slayerettes with you; those Thricewises are pretty tricky, I should know."
"And...why do I need his address, number, and an army of slayer's with me? What, do you want me to kill him, or something?" Buffy joked.
"EXACTLY! Good thing we're on the same page. Thanks Buffy!" Dawn skipped off, well, as close to skipping as a giant can get.
"Great." Buffy muttered. "Why do I always get stuck with the killing of the evil EXes?"