Dawn drabbles: fiery emerald, S2
The bleach blond vampire grabs Chantarelle and shoves her toward the vampire he's with, who out-goths the goths Ford hangs out with. "Here, pet. Feed all you like."
But "pet" isn't paying attention. She's staring straight at Dawn. "Oh, Spike, it glows."
"Of course it does, pet. Now have a bit of nourishment." He yanks the girl's hair to bare her neck.
"It's a fiery emerald and it sparkles so. It has a tigress to protect it." She hisses and claws the air like a cat.
"Would you like a bit of that, then? Make you stronger?"
"Oh, yes, Spike."
***
Tossing Chantarelle aside like a chicken bone, Spike strides toward Dawn.
"I don't think so," Buffy says, but before she can jump him Ford swings a crowbar at her head. She falls to her knees.
"Buffy!" Dawn shrieks. "You sonofabitch!"
Ford just laughs, thrusting her toward Spike. "Have a little appetizer. Don't spoil your supper."
Spotting movement from the corner of her eye, Dawn shrieks and flails at Spike to draw everyone's attention.
Then the gothy vampire lets out a squeal of her own. "Spike! The tigress!"
"Let Dawn go -- all of them -- or your girlfriend fits in an ashtray."
***
As tough as he acts, the bleach blond caves in when he thinks Buffy's going to stake his girlfriend. Buffy lays on a few more threats, and he tells the other vampires to let everyone go.
"Dawnie, go."
"But--"
"Go."
Dawn climbs the stairs, following Chantarelle. She looks back as she gets to the top. Buffy shoves the gothy vampire down the stairs toward Spike, then follows Dawn outside, slamming the door on the vampires inside -- and Ford.
Buffy heaves a relieved sigh. "You did good, Dawn."
"We make a great team."
"No team. There is no U in team."
***
"Ha ha," Dawn says. "That's funny."
"It's also true. That was your first and last vampire slaying adventure."
Try stopping her. "What the heck was all that 'fiery emerald and tigress' crap?"
"Who knows? Drusilla is crazy."
"I kinda figured that out."
Buffy gets quiet, like she's fallen into some weird mood. Sad, with a side of angry.
"Mom is not going to believe this," Dawn says.
"Mom is never going to know about this. *Ever.*"
"I could sure go for a super fudge brownie sundae right now."
"You are a child of evil." Buffy checks her wallet. "After dinner."
But "pet" isn't paying attention. She's staring straight at Dawn. "Oh, Spike, it glows."
"Of course it does, pet. Now have a bit of nourishment." He yanks the girl's hair to bare her neck.
"It's a fiery emerald and it sparkles so. It has a tigress to protect it." She hisses and claws the air like a cat.
"Would you like a bit of that, then? Make you stronger?"
"Oh, yes, Spike."
***
Tossing Chantarelle aside like a chicken bone, Spike strides toward Dawn.
"I don't think so," Buffy says, but before she can jump him Ford swings a crowbar at her head. She falls to her knees.
"Buffy!" Dawn shrieks. "You sonofabitch!"
Ford just laughs, thrusting her toward Spike. "Have a little appetizer. Don't spoil your supper."
Spotting movement from the corner of her eye, Dawn shrieks and flails at Spike to draw everyone's attention.
Then the gothy vampire lets out a squeal of her own. "Spike! The tigress!"
"Let Dawn go -- all of them -- or your girlfriend fits in an ashtray."
***
As tough as he acts, the bleach blond caves in when he thinks Buffy's going to stake his girlfriend. Buffy lays on a few more threats, and he tells the other vampires to let everyone go.
"Dawnie, go."
"But--"
"Go."
Dawn climbs the stairs, following Chantarelle. She looks back as she gets to the top. Buffy shoves the gothy vampire down the stairs toward Spike, then follows Dawn outside, slamming the door on the vampires inside -- and Ford.
Buffy heaves a relieved sigh. "You did good, Dawn."
"We make a great team."
"No team. There is no U in team."
***
"Ha ha," Dawn says. "That's funny."
"It's also true. That was your first and last vampire slaying adventure."
Try stopping her. "What the heck was all that 'fiery emerald and tigress' crap?"
"Who knows? Drusilla is crazy."
"I kinda figured that out."
Buffy gets quiet, like she's fallen into some weird mood. Sad, with a side of angry.
"Mom is not going to believe this," Dawn says.
"Mom is never going to know about this. *Ever.*"
"I could sure go for a super fudge brownie sundae right now."
"You are a child of evil." Buffy checks her wallet. "After dinner."