"Not much. I, uh, I wanted to thank you? For letting me crash in last week and doing something awesome with my hair and make-up and all that, because that was so great and thank you? And, uh, I kinda have a lot of cookies leftover, from yesterday, so, I didn't know if you wanted some?"
She held out a container with some of the leftover cookies.
"Oooh, I used to steal stuff, but I wasn't great at it, and I can kill vampires sometimes, but I don't know what a fiend is and you can really blow things up? Cooooool," Dawn was seriously impressed.
"I'm pretty good at the theft-thing. I mean, I don't, like, steal from people, you don't have to watch your stuff or anything! It's a fighter thing." She sat down and bounced a little. "Vampires, really!? We didn't have any vampires! That's so cool! Fiends are just ... uh ... they're kinda, dead people that didn't leave and the souls combine with pyreflies and make an armor for themselves and so they look like monsters and they're real enough, I mean, you have to kill them and they can kill you but once you do kill them, they turn back into ether or whatever. And I have tons of explosives, it's just science but it is so cool and I have to show you my Godhand sometime and it is so great."
Rikku took a deep breath and blushed, as she always did when she caught herself rambling. "Uh, sorry? About the letter? I have trouble writing to Yunie, too."
"Whoa," Dawn said, imagining the fiend as kind of a vampire in armor, "Yeah? How come? I mean, I can't tell Buffy stuff because it would make her flip out."
"Oh, really?" Rikku thought for a minute. "I thought your sister was, like, the butt-kicker type. Saves the world a lot?" She shook her head. "If I told my dad what was going on, he'd just laugh and send more grenades."
She looked down for a second. "It's ... hard, I guess. She's the one who lost everything. And now I'm here, and I'm having a great time, and there's this guy, and I love my classes, and ... she's there, and she's miserable, and the guy she loves is gone, and she's not doing anything. And so she's my best friend and I can't tell her about all this great stuff because it feels ... wrong. To be happy when she's ... not."
"Oh, she is the butt-kicker type," Dawn nodded, "It's just that my butt is her favorite kicking target, and if I tell her about sex and kids, I'm gonna have a weetiny Buffy bootprint that's gonna make it tough to wear a bathing suit this summer."
She moved over on the bed to make room for Rikku to sit, if she wanted. "Yeah, I get not wanting to tell people good stuff when they're miserable. I'm sorry about that--but maybe hearing that things are going well with you would make her feel a little better?"
Rikku giggled. "Hey, they were future-kids! Totally sex-free. Not that I'm gonna tell my dad or anything. As far as my dad knows, there aren't any boys at this school, and it can stay that way. But Yunie ... I think she'd like to hear it. About Bayla."
"And maybe ... maybe it would." Rikku sat down next to Dawn on the bed with a weak smile. "I think maybe I just ... feel guilty. About all of this? My life is great now, but ... shouldn't I be home, with her? Protecting her? I'm her Guardian. And instead I'm here, living it up." She bit her lip. "I guess that's why I was so stupid last week."
"You dad doesn't know there are boys here?" Dawn asked, eyes wide, "And yeah, who wouldn't want to hear about Bayla? Which is a very pretty name, by the way. Did you have fun with her?"
She hugged Rikku to her side with the hand not holding the cookie. "Stupid how? And I don't really know what a Guardian does, so I can't help you with that part. Though I think that everyone needs a break sometimes."
"He doesn't need to know. I want to go off and fight Sin and get myself killed? That's great! There are boys there? Hold up a second, missy!" Rikku rolled her eyes. "Oh! And thank you, it's Al Bhed for 'peace'. I had a great time with her, she was just ... crazy and adorable and wonderful and I cried a lot when she left. Did you have kids, too?"
She leaned into the hug, resting her head on Dawn's shoulder. "I, uh. I swore on my life to protect her and keep her safe. I think it was just supposed to be the pilgrimage, 'cause usually Summoners don't live any longer than that. It's just ... she's my cousin, you know? She gave up everything. It's not fair."
"Even prettier," Dawn said, grinning, "and yeah, I had two--Maggie and John. One with each Winchester brother, which is just...yeah. Probably a sign for me to date outside their family. Maggie was cute and quiet and wanted to write books about dragons, and John tried to scam Dean at pool."
"No, it never is," Dawn hugged her more, "but she's not dead and that's good?"
"Thanks! And oooh, that's ... whoa, with brothers? That's kinda scary, yeah! And they sound too cute!"
Rikku sighed. "Yeah, I guess. I think ... she doesn't know how to live, now. She was supposed to die, and he's kinda-dead-but-not-really, and I think she ... gave up?"
Dawn laughed, then whispered, "Have you seen and talked to Sam and Dean? If you're going to date brothers, I'd recommend them."
"Yeah," she sighed, "I kinda know someone that happened to. She ended up in this weird, twisted relationship thing because she wanted to feel alive. It really messed with her head. Is there a way to, I don't know, wake her up?"
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She held out a container with some of the leftover cookies.
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She nodded to the wastebasket. "Whatcha trying to write?"
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"A letter to my sister. It's not going so well."
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Rikku took a deep breath and blushed, as she always did when she caught herself rambling. "Uh, sorry? About the letter? I have trouble writing to Yunie, too."
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She looked down for a second. "It's ... hard, I guess. She's the one who lost everything. And now I'm here, and I'm having a great time, and there's this guy, and I love my classes, and ... she's there, and she's miserable, and the guy she loves is gone, and she's not doing anything. And so she's my best friend and I can't tell her about all this great stuff because it feels ... wrong. To be happy when she's ... not."
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She moved over on the bed to make room for Rikku to sit, if she wanted. "Yeah, I get not wanting to tell people good stuff when they're miserable. I'm sorry about that--but maybe hearing that things are going well with you would make her feel a little better?"
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"And maybe ... maybe it would." Rikku sat down next to Dawn on the bed with a weak smile. "I think maybe I just ... feel guilty. About all of this? My life is great now, but ... shouldn't I be home, with her? Protecting her? I'm her Guardian. And instead I'm here, living it up." She bit her lip. "I guess that's why I was so stupid last week."
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She hugged Rikku to her side with the hand not holding the cookie. "Stupid how? And I don't really know what a Guardian does, so I can't help you with that part. Though I think that everyone needs a break sometimes."
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She leaned into the hug, resting her head on Dawn's shoulder. "I, uh. I swore on my life to protect her and keep her safe. I think it was just supposed to be the pilgrimage, 'cause usually Summoners don't live any longer than that. It's just ... she's my cousin, you know? She gave up everything. It's not fair."
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"No, it never is," Dawn hugged her more, "but she's not dead and that's good?"
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Rikku sighed. "Yeah, I guess. I think ... she doesn't know how to live, now. She was supposed to die, and he's kinda-dead-but-not-really, and I think she ... gave up?"
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"Yeah," she sighed, "I kinda know someone that happened to. She ended up in this weird, twisted relationship thing because she wanted to feel alive. It really messed with her head. Is there a way to, I don't know, wake her up?"
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