Challenge 588 - forget
Title: Best Laid Plans
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Pairing: Dawn/Faith
Prompt: 588 - forget
Rating: Teen
Word Count: 250
Summary: Buffy's night off throws a wrench into Dawn's plans for an evening with Faith
“Buffy! What are you doing here?” Dawn asked, as she came down the stairs in her best “come hither” outfit to find her sister lounging on the couch watching a home renovation show.
“What does it look like? Did you forget that Kennedy had patrolling duties tonight? Want some popcorn?” Still focused on the television set, Buffy held the bowl of popcorn in her direction.
.”No. I don’t,” Dawn backed toward the door. “I’m going out.” She had to waylay Faith before there was drama.
“Okay, have- WHAT ARE YOU WEARING?”
“Relax. This is what everybody wears to the clubs.”
“Well, everybody is not my little sister.”
“Your little sister’s birth certificate says she’s nineteen. Don’t make me play the Key card.”
“What are you doing about protection?”
“Excuse me?” Please don’t let Buffy lecture me about condoms. It’s totally unnecessary.
“There are vampires out there.”
Faith chose that moment to walk in. “Wow, babe. You went all out. How much time do we-?”
“Faith,” Dawn’s voice took on a warning tone.
Faith glanced over at the couch and spied Buffy. “Aren’t you supposed to be on patrol?”
“Night off.”
“Oh.”
“Lucky us,” Dawn muttered under her breath. “I was going clubbing. Would you like to join me?”
Faith replied, “Absolutely.”
“I’m still not wild about that outfit,” Buffy said.
Faith gave Dawn a once-over. “You’re right.”
“Oh, come on,” said Dawn.
“Face it, Dawnie. What we need to do is go upstairs and get you out of those pants.”
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Pairing: Dawn/Faith
Prompt: 588 - forget
Rating: Teen
Word Count: 250
Summary: Buffy's night off throws a wrench into Dawn's plans for an evening with Faith
“Buffy! What are you doing here?” Dawn asked, as she came down the stairs in her best “come hither” outfit to find her sister lounging on the couch watching a home renovation show.
“What does it look like? Did you forget that Kennedy had patrolling duties tonight? Want some popcorn?” Still focused on the television set, Buffy held the bowl of popcorn in her direction.
.”No. I don’t,” Dawn backed toward the door. “I’m going out.” She had to waylay Faith before there was drama.
“Okay, have- WHAT ARE YOU WEARING?”
“Relax. This is what everybody wears to the clubs.”
“Well, everybody is not my little sister.”
“Your little sister’s birth certificate says she’s nineteen. Don’t make me play the Key card.”
“What are you doing about protection?”
“Excuse me?” Please don’t let Buffy lecture me about condoms. It’s totally unnecessary.
“There are vampires out there.”
Faith chose that moment to walk in. “Wow, babe. You went all out. How much time do we-?”
“Faith,” Dawn’s voice took on a warning tone.
Faith glanced over at the couch and spied Buffy. “Aren’t you supposed to be on patrol?”
“Night off.”
“Oh.”
“Lucky us,” Dawn muttered under her breath. “I was going clubbing. Would you like to join me?”
Faith replied, “Absolutely.”
“I’m still not wild about that outfit,” Buffy said.
Faith gave Dawn a once-over. “You’re right.”
“Oh, come on,” said Dawn.
“Face it, Dawnie. What we need to do is go upstairs and get you out of those pants.”