Jan 18, 2016
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@amianything II Starter Call
“Guess who got stuff in the mail today?” Willow asked, tone fully developed in a sing-songy tone.
buffy + dawn | i’ll do better
“This sure doesn’t taste like an iced tea. ”
Buffy quickly snatched the drink from Dawn’s hands, sniffing the red cup suspiciously. She tipped it back in her mouth, her face scrunching at the taste, then slapped it back on the table.
“Great observation. Now who’s supplying the booze to my underage sister? Because that is a strike on the big sister Slayer column of no-nos. So spill. Where’d you get it?”
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“Guess what I found, Dawn. Board games! Let’s PLAY!”
she should have expected it; should have known that since becoming the slayer, the universe didn’t allow buffy to know the meaning of happy birthday. the entire night had gone off without a hitch, save for dawn’s temper tantrum that sent her bolting to her room before the cake was cut. other than distractions of the riley variety -- the hole that was left in her heart after he left without warning -- she had actually enjoyed herself. she was spending time with the people she loved, and the people who loved her back with equal measure. for the first time in a long time, she wasn’t plagued with worries about dawn, or the key, or glory; she was just being buffy, something she wasn’t allowed to be very often.
she should’ve known it was only a matter of time until she came crashing back to reality. the first thing she noticed was the blood, the waves of crimson spilling from dawn’s porcelain fresh. for a moment, she was still, lips parted and breathing paused. what was happening? why was this happening? when she finally finds the strength to move, she surpasses her friends and makes a beeline straight for dawn. hands grasp at her shoulders, grip firm and possibly too tight. in this moment, she wasn’t the slayer -- this wasn’t a situation that called for the chosen one. in this moment, she was an older sister, one concerned about the well being and safety of the little girl before her. brows furrowed and lips tugged into a pout, slender digits move to lift dawn’s chin, encouraging dawn to look into her emerald hues.
❛ dawn, what did you do to yourself? ❜
❛ you weren’t leaving, were you? i ordered some pizza & i thought we could have a teen video fest. i even got anchovies on it. ❜