Keys of Knowledge - Ch 5a - Reconciliation
Title: Keys of Knowledge
Chapter: 5a - Reconciliaton
Writer: Grenouillenue
Fandom: BTVS - Cross with Glee
Characters: Dawn Summers & Kurt Hummel, slash in later chapters
Rating: G for now will go up later (probably)
Prompt: tamingthemuse # 350 - sarcasm
Word Count: 516
Disclaimer: I do not profit from this work. I bow down to Joss.
Summary: Kurt is in New York, and so is someone else.
Dawn avoided Kurt for the next few days; Kurt made it difficult for her. He wanted answers. He wanted to know what was going on. Dawn knew Kurt's schedule which allowed her to come and go from the dorms when he was in class. Wednesday afternoon Kurt's English class was cancelled which explains why Dawn found him sitting outside her dorm room door. As she got off the elevator she peered down the industrial grey hallway spotting the slouched form of Kurt leaning against the wall next to her door. He had a notepad in his hand but was staring at the faux wood floor in front of his stylish yet affordable boots. This was the first time that Dawn had seen him without his patented smirk and twinkle in his eyes, that faint indication that there was a running bitch commentary going on behind those eyes, his sarcastic wit simmering just below the surface. Dawn knew she shouldn't have avoided him, she was dreading explaining what had happened with Faith and Robin. She and Faith had come up with a fairly believable cover story, the problem was, Kurt was her only real friend at school. Even her roommates were distant; she had a hard time talking to people. Having spent so much time with the Scoobies, being so open about the reality of demons and vampires, she was having a hard time keeping quiet and editing her stories. Sometimes she felt the need to go overboard and people thought she was fake. Somehow with Kurt she managed to tone it down and not give anything away about the supernatural but she managed to be herself.
"Hi." She said slightly hesitantly, knowing that she had been avoiding him.
"Well, hello, you do still live here."
"Kurt, I know."
"I mean, it's just so surprising that you are still alive. I thought I'd walk out here and see your room-mates in mourning about your death."
"Alright, I got it. At this point you are abusing sarcasm; the horse is dead, put down the club."
"So, are you going to tell me what happened this weekend?"
"Teri and Faith saw Vi's boyfriend kissing another girl. They tend to overreact, somewhat violently. That's why Robin and I went after them."
"What did they do to him?"
"Not too much, we caught up to them in time."
"What would they have done?" Kurt said both intrigued and slightly horrified by the thought of violence, having been a victim throughout high school.
"Well he was limping when we left. Faith looked like she was ready to pound him into the pavement."
"How is... umm.. Vicki?"
"Vi. She's coping." Dawn said, realizing that this part of the story was something she and Faith hadn't scripted. "She and Rona had an ice cream and Thelma and Louise day."
"Sarandon and Davis, always a winner."
"Wanna come in and hang out?" Dawn asked, motioning towards her door.
"Sure." They walked into Dawn's room and were hit with a wall of sound coming from the adjoining room. "My room?"
"Definitely." Dawn answered with a smile.
Chapter: 5a - Reconciliaton
Writer: Grenouillenue
Fandom: BTVS - Cross with Glee
Characters: Dawn Summers & Kurt Hummel, slash in later chapters
Rating: G for now will go up later (probably)
Prompt: tamingthemuse # 350 - sarcasm
Word Count: 516
Disclaimer: I do not profit from this work. I bow down to Joss.
Summary: Kurt is in New York, and so is someone else.
Dawn avoided Kurt for the next few days; Kurt made it difficult for her. He wanted answers. He wanted to know what was going on. Dawn knew Kurt's schedule which allowed her to come and go from the dorms when he was in class. Wednesday afternoon Kurt's English class was cancelled which explains why Dawn found him sitting outside her dorm room door. As she got off the elevator she peered down the industrial grey hallway spotting the slouched form of Kurt leaning against the wall next to her door. He had a notepad in his hand but was staring at the faux wood floor in front of his stylish yet affordable boots. This was the first time that Dawn had seen him without his patented smirk and twinkle in his eyes, that faint indication that there was a running bitch commentary going on behind those eyes, his sarcastic wit simmering just below the surface. Dawn knew she shouldn't have avoided him, she was dreading explaining what had happened with Faith and Robin. She and Faith had come up with a fairly believable cover story, the problem was, Kurt was her only real friend at school. Even her roommates were distant; she had a hard time talking to people. Having spent so much time with the Scoobies, being so open about the reality of demons and vampires, she was having a hard time keeping quiet and editing her stories. Sometimes she felt the need to go overboard and people thought she was fake. Somehow with Kurt she managed to tone it down and not give anything away about the supernatural but she managed to be herself.
"Hi." She said slightly hesitantly, knowing that she had been avoiding him.
"Well, hello, you do still live here."
"Kurt, I know."
"I mean, it's just so surprising that you are still alive. I thought I'd walk out here and see your room-mates in mourning about your death."
"Alright, I got it. At this point you are abusing sarcasm; the horse is dead, put down the club."
"So, are you going to tell me what happened this weekend?"
"Teri and Faith saw Vi's boyfriend kissing another girl. They tend to overreact, somewhat violently. That's why Robin and I went after them."
"What did they do to him?"
"Not too much, we caught up to them in time."
"What would they have done?" Kurt said both intrigued and slightly horrified by the thought of violence, having been a victim throughout high school.
"Well he was limping when we left. Faith looked like she was ready to pound him into the pavement."
"How is... umm.. Vicki?"
"Vi. She's coping." Dawn said, realizing that this part of the story was something she and Faith hadn't scripted. "She and Rona had an ice cream and Thelma and Louise day."
"Sarandon and Davis, always a winner."
"Wanna come in and hang out?" Dawn asked, motioning towards her door.
"Sure." They walked into Dawn's room and were hit with a wall of sound coming from the adjoining room. "My room?"
"Definitely." Dawn answered with a smile.