anythingdrabble | [Challenge #385] BtVS / Spuffy, Dawn

Title: Mama Pie
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Characters/Pairing: Dawn, Spuffy; mentioned/implied Dawn/Xander.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: none
Word count: 300 (Google Docs)
Setting/Spoilers: Set post-S11 (comics) in an alternate reality where Buffy and Spike are an established couple.
Summary: Chaos ensues when little Joyce Harris says her first word.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. All rights belong to the respective owners.

Challenge: #385 - Birth

Crossposted:

emotion100,

sweetandshort, My journal, Sunnydale After Dark

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Lying on her sun lounger, Buffy stretched her arms above her head. “I can’t believe you convinced Xander to add a swimming pool to your backyard.”
Next to her, Dawn snorted. “He practically used this project to dodge his diaper duties as often as possible. But now I have a swimming pool for the summer. It’s a win-win.”
“If only we had sea and beaches in the East Bay area,” joked Spike from the back porch, where he was playing with Joyce on the swing.
Dawn tilted her head toward him. “Where hunky strangers can ogle your wife’s sun-kissed body?”

“Remind me to tell Xander how much I admire his handy work on the pool,” he backpedaled, picking up Joyce who was getting a little fussy. “Hey, Tiny Bit. Your mum’s mean, you know that?”
Joyce clapped her hands and gurgled before looking at Spike and exclaiming, “Mama!”
He froze, his expression one of pure bewilderment while the Summers sisters both sat up, mouths agape.
“Is that her first word?” asked Buffy.
Dawn marched to the porch. “Really, Joyce? Really?!” she said, upset. “I gave birth to you, not Spike! I’m your mama!”
Spike gulped. “I… did just… mention you.”

She crossed her arms. “Really?”
“Come on, Dawnie. Joyce just said her first word!” said Buffy, joining them. “And it was ‘mama’. Aren’t you happy?”
“She said it to Spike!”
“Pie!” she babbled happily, unaware of the drama around her.
“Now his name too?” shrieked Dawn.
“Oi, that’s not my name.”
Joyce grinned, pleased with all the sudden attention. “Mama pie!”
“This is getting weird. Take your child,” said Spike, handing her to Dawn. “I’ll be inside.”
Buffy snorted as she stifled a laugh.
“It’s not funny, Buffy!” she grumbled, but immediately softened when Joyce patted her cheek, babbling, “Mama.”