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[Challenge #357] BtVS / Spuffy, Dawn — Inside Jokes
Title: Inside Jokes
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Author:veronyxk84
Characters/Pairing: Spuffy, Dawn
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Some coarse language, alcohol use
Word count: 300 (Google Docs)
Spoilers/Setting: Set post-S11 (comics) in an alternate reality where Buffy and Spike are an established couple.
Summary: Dawn has taken her wedding planner tasks very seriously.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. All rights belong to the respective owners.
Challenge: #357 - Brow
Crossposted:drabble_zone, My journal, Sunnydale After Dark
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“Thank you for meeting me, guys. The clock is ticking,” said Dawn, setting a thick binder on the kitchen table.
Buffy furrowed her brows. “I’m almost afraid to ask… what the hell is that?”
“My neatly organized plans and backup plans for your ‘Fire & Ice’ wedding,” she said, leafing through it.
Spike’s brows shot to his hairline. “Yeah, I’ll need a beer. Or two.”
“Make it four,” said Buffy, as he opened the fridge.
Dawn rolled her eyes. “Chill, I’ve got everything under control! But there’s one thing I can’t decide without you two: the song for your first dance.”
“Won’t need one, I can’t dance,” said Spike, handing two beers to Buffy while opening one for himself.
Dawn speared him with a glare. “Weren’t you required to attend several Victorian balls before joining the undead society?”
“What?” he mumbled mid-sip.
“You told me! Years ago. We were watching Dawson’s Creek and I asked if you had school proms?”
“Bollocks.”
“I’m not big on dancing either. We can skip it,” said Buffy, taking a sip.
Spike clinked his bottle with hers. “That’s my girl.”
Dawn crossed her arms. “I’m not leaving until you’ve picked a song for your first dance.”
“Why do you hate us?” asked Spike.
“I love you, but I won’t let you skip your first dance.”
Buffy chugged a gulp of beer. “Fine. Wind Beneath My Wings.”
“You’re drunk,” commented Spike.
“Come on, it’s an inside joke! We don’t really have a song anyway.”
Dawn squealed. “Ohmygod I love it! Nothing says ‘couple’ more than inside jokes!”
“It wasn’t even real,” groaned Spike.
“It’s about to be,” said Dawn, wiggling her brows.
Buffy smirked. “We could have even more fun and put ‘Mr. and Mrs. Big Pile of Dust’ in our vows.”
Spike chuckled. “Definitely my girl.”
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Author:
veronyxk84Characters/Pairing: Spuffy, Dawn
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Some coarse language, alcohol use
Word count: 300 (Google Docs)
Spoilers/Setting: Set post-S11 (comics) in an alternate reality where Buffy and Spike are an established couple.
Summary: Dawn has taken her wedding planner tasks very seriously.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. All rights belong to the respective owners.
Challenge: #357 - Brow
Crossposted:
drabble_zone, My journal, Sunnydale After Dark—
“Thank you for meeting me, guys. The clock is ticking,” said Dawn, setting a thick binder on the kitchen table.
Buffy furrowed her brows. “I’m almost afraid to ask… what the hell is that?”
“My neatly organized plans and backup plans for your ‘Fire & Ice’ wedding,” she said, leafing through it.
Spike’s brows shot to his hairline. “Yeah, I’ll need a beer. Or two.”
“Make it four,” said Buffy, as he opened the fridge.
Dawn rolled her eyes. “Chill, I’ve got everything under control! But there’s one thing I can’t decide without you two: the song for your first dance.”
“Won’t need one, I can’t dance,” said Spike, handing two beers to Buffy while opening one for himself.
Dawn speared him with a glare. “Weren’t you required to attend several Victorian balls before joining the undead society?”
“What?” he mumbled mid-sip.
“You told me! Years ago. We were watching Dawson’s Creek and I asked if you had school proms?”
“Bollocks.”
“I’m not big on dancing either. We can skip it,” said Buffy, taking a sip.
Spike clinked his bottle with hers. “That’s my girl.”
Dawn crossed her arms. “I’m not leaving until you’ve picked a song for your first dance.”
“Why do you hate us?” asked Spike.
“I love you, but I won’t let you skip your first dance.”
Buffy chugged a gulp of beer. “Fine. Wind Beneath My Wings.”
“You’re drunk,” commented Spike.
“Come on, it’s an inside joke! We don’t really have a song anyway.”
Dawn squealed. “Ohmygod I love it! Nothing says ‘couple’ more than inside jokes!”
“It wasn’t even real,” groaned Spike.
“It’s about to be,” said Dawn, wiggling her brows.
Buffy smirked. “We could have even more fun and put ‘Mr. and Mrs. Big Pile of Dust’ in our vows.”
Spike chuckled. “Definitely my girl.”