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For the TtH Drabbles
Title: Magical Nose Bleed
Word count: 200
Fandom: House
Challenge: #039 - Jello
Notes: I don't actually watch much of House but I would love to see a battle of wills between Dawn and House.
Her nose was still bleeding causing concerns for the hospital staff as they did not know what had cause her illness. Dawn smirked as she sat up in the hospital bed eating her jello while the doctors continued to test her for whatever could be causing her bleeding nose.
Little did the hospital staff know that this was a bit of payback for a certain doctor who had stuck his nose in a little bit too far with the lives of the Slayers. Doctor House seemed to have a habit of trying to cure diseases that were not common, and Slayer healing was not one of these diseases as much as he believed it was.
So word had gone round the headquarters to try and get him extremely confused. When the plan of a magical nose bleed came up, something that could mean so much but also so little, Dawn volunteered. Her reasoning was sound, with the coming apocalypse season approaching rapidly, the Slayers would be where they were needed and she could catch up on some study.
The next time she looked up, a frowning man leaning against a walking stick was peering into her room. She just smiled.
Title: Magical Nose Bleed
Word count: 200
Fandom: House
Challenge: #039 - Jello
Notes: I don't actually watch much of House but I would love to see a battle of wills between Dawn and House.
Her nose was still bleeding causing concerns for the hospital staff as they did not know what had cause her illness. Dawn smirked as she sat up in the hospital bed eating her jello while the doctors continued to test her for whatever could be causing her bleeding nose.
Little did the hospital staff know that this was a bit of payback for a certain doctor who had stuck his nose in a little bit too far with the lives of the Slayers. Doctor House seemed to have a habit of trying to cure diseases that were not common, and Slayer healing was not one of these diseases as much as he believed it was.
So word had gone round the headquarters to try and get him extremely confused. When the plan of a magical nose bleed came up, something that could mean so much but also so little, Dawn volunteered. Her reasoning was sound, with the coming apocalypse season approaching rapidly, the Slayers would be where they were needed and she could catch up on some study.
The next time she looked up, a frowning man leaning against a walking stick was peering into her room. She just smiled.