[ location: summers castle] | [visual] | god rest ye merry, gentlemen let nothing ye dismay

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The loss of Willow and Giles hit Dawn hard, but she's determined not to give into more moping. It's Christmas, she's hatched enough decorations to compete with a Walmart, she has tinsel in her hair and a steaming hot, recently hatched cup of Starbucks hot chocolate steaming away on the counter. And she's about to explain to Taxon exactly how the

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[glowingseer]

...Cordelia has one thing to say about all of this. Something deep, meaningful, and thought-provoking.

"Why the hell aren't you fat?"

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[tothelibrary]

...That's Cordy for you. Dawn eats another huge handful, grinning.

"Just lucky, I guess. Also, made from Buffy. Hey, Cordy. Want some?"

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[glowingseer]

"Are you kidding?" she asks. "I still want to fit in my clothes, thank you."

Bitter person is bitter, can you tell?

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[tothelibrary]

This would be be looking around surreptitiously, then leaning in and saying in a stage whisper, "I have extra peppermint bark."

She leans back, grinning. "Also, hot cocoa. Starbucks hot cocoa. I finally got the hatches to make it taste perfect."

[ location: the front steps of DOOM ] SCREAM

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Dawn, having seen this pathetic vision, decides to take pity on Angel. She will never be his biggest fan, because in Sunnydale Angel had no idea how to deal with a bratty pre-teen and treated her like she was a bomb or just invisible; and Angelus just said gross things about death and virgin blood from places not just her neck that Dawn really chooses not to ever dwell on or mention to Buffy. (...Or anyone, really.)

But he's trying, and it's Christmas, and leaving him out there just seems cruel.

So in a minute, Angel gets the Summers sister he... probably was not hoping for, hopping a little on her slippered feet and waving. "I'm not getting my slippers dirty, come on."

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[tothelibrary]

Seriously, how did Buffy ever put up with him? He's like... the special needs vamp. It's just walking.

Sighing, Dawn moves forward to stand next to him in the doorway. "Angel, you're invited in. By me, a member of this home. So it's kosher." She stresses the formal phrasing-- well, semi-formal, like the cute little skirt and kicky shoes of invites-- and then steps back.

...Well, she tries to step back. Really, it's more of a constrained sway in place. Tipping her head back-- and really, Angel, be less tall-- she looks up at the... apparently equally stuck vampire curiously.

"Um, Angel?" Wow, his lips are kind of nice. Like, kissable nice. That's a new and disturbing thought. "I think we're supposed to be moving now."

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[likeajoan]

Aaaand because Buffy happens to be in the castle at this very moment too, rather than remote-pester via tablet, she opts to just skip that part and show up in person. Dawn, she is amused by your antics.

"I'd lecture you on the dangers of teeth falling out and additives and calorific content, but I... kinda want to try some."

[location: o hay big sister]

[tothelibrary]

"I brush and floss regularly." Cue nose in the air for a moment, then a conspiratorial grin. "I kind of thought you might. I have extra peppermint bark, too, if you want some."

[location: the kitchen of no actual food]

[likeajoan]

"Good. I wasn't in much of a chastise-y mood, anyway," she smiles and hops onto the counter, grabbing a handful of whatever you call that stuff.

"Wouldn't be turning that down. Although, y'know, I've always wondered why it's called 'bark'. You'd think it would taste more like tree-parts, instead of delicious chocolatey goodness."

[location: i am THINKING given these two's talents in the kitchen... this is actually good]

[tothelibrary]

"Can I get that in writing, just in case?" Dawn grins back, surrendering the popcorn surprise to grabby Slayer hands. "You know, if I need it later."

Taking a big bite of the bark, Dawn nods, and swallows before speaking again. (Only Eric gets the half chewed grossness, because he is a stupid kidnap-y vampire who deserves to suffer.) "I wondered that, too. It's probably something folksy, like from where it was created, but I never got around to Googling it."

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[notsawbones]

"That's just a cardiac arrest waiting to happen." McCoy stated flatly after watching the transmission through his tablet impassively. And it looked like the sort of thing Joanna would try and sweet-talk him into letting her have a spoonful of at this time of year.

But what could he say? The name 'Summers' grabbed his attention to begin with, and he tried to remember where he had heard it before.

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[tothelibrary]

"Pretty much, yeah." Dawn gazes fondly at her bowl of reprehensible foodstuffs, much like... a proud parent, if that parent intended to then consume their child and pass out from sugar intake. (Just go with it.)

Then Bones gets a look of his own, less full of pride and love and more filled with curiosity. "Okay, unless I'm suddenly large with the amnesia, we haven't actually talked before."

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[notsawbones]

McCoy did not know what to think as he watched the teenager ogle the bowl full of potential sugar coma badness and shakes his head in a mixture of exasperation and strained amusement.

"We haven't." He replied shortly and somewhat unhelpfully, before he offered his name. "Leonard McCoy."

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[tothelibrary]

...That it looks delicious and he wants some? Just a thought.

"Helpful." Wait for it-- "Actually helpful! I'm Dawn, like I said. Nice to meet you."

[Location: summers castle]

[fudgingkillyou]

Dean is never one to give up a chance to eat something terribly bad for him. Besides, he needs to get out of this slump that he's in, anyway. Mostly he's been moping around the castle, after Dawn invited him over, and has been crashing in whatever spare room he can find. Right now, he's waking up from one of his infamous four hour naps, and he can hear Dawn on his tablet, so he goes to investigate.

Shuffling into the kitchen, Dean rubs a hand over his face groggily and lifts an eyebrow. He may or may not be wearing pajama pants. Don't judge him.

"You trying to give the good people of Taxon a group heart attack?" Psh, like he's going to deny the chance to eat it himself.

[Location: summers castle]

[tothelibrary]

Dean in pajama pants rubbing his face like a little kid will never stop giving Dawn warm and fuzzy feelings. It's totally adorable, and it means the parts of her family still here are well within reach. She's collecting them all, like Pokemon only without cramming them into little balls and forcing them to fight.

"Whatever, you totally want to eat some too, Dean." She waves the bowl, temptingly, slightly to the rhythm of the bouncy Christmas pop she has playing. "I'm going to eat myself into a sugar coma and then nap. Wanna join me?"

[fudgingkillyou]

Aw, man, Dean hates being adorable. It does some serious damage to his street cred. Whatever street cred he has, anyway. Either way, it doesn't matter, because it's Dawn, and she's basically his little sister anyway, so he cares about her seeing him in his pajamas about as much as he would if Sam saw him in his pajamas.

"If I have to." Dean grins at her, wandering over and ruffling her hair as he takes a handful. "No more forcing me to watch Gilmore Girls with you, though, kiddo. Get enough of that from my mother."

Who is currently a teenager at the moment. Dean makes a face at that, and busies himself with eating.

[tothelibrary]

He totally is adorable. Like kittens and puppies and tiny dancing pandas. But Dawn will take his adorable secret to the grave, so it's safe.

"Oh please, don't act like you don't completely approve of my culinary endeavors. Next I might put more cheese on top of a microwave pizza before I nuke it." The hair ruffling gets an annoyed face and the required 'Deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeean', but keen eyes will notice a lack of pushing away. "Okay, it was once and you totally liked making fun of 'lame Dean'." Yes, that got finger quotes. "I'm onto you, Winchester."

Eating is good. It's how Dawn's dealing with her emo, too.