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100words2023-10-05 07:53 am
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BtVS / Spike, Dawn — Ties to the World
Title: Ties to the World
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Characters: Spike, Dawn
Rating: T
Warnings: talk of loss and grief
Word count: 100 (Google Docs)
Spoilers/Setting: Set between S5 and S6, not long after ep. 5x22 “The Gift”
Summary: Spike encourages Dawn to eat after the loss of her sister.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. All rights belong to the respective owners.
Prompt: #361 - In the Kitchen
Cross posted (extended version): My journal,emotion100, anythingdrabble
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Spike was seated in the kitchen with Dawn, reading the newspaper, and saw her stir the fork idly in her plate.
“Don’t play with your food. Eat,” he said.
“I’m not hungry.”
“I don’t care. Pick up a forkful, put it in your mouth, chew, swallow, repeat. Take it as an exercise for your facial muscles.”
“You don’t have to stay. I can tell you’re eager to go.”
“I’m not,” he said dryly.
“It’s okay, Spike, I know the drill. Everybody leaves me. My father, mom, Buffy. It’s only a matter of time before you do that too,” she said.
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Characters: Spike, Dawn
Rating: T
Warnings: talk of loss and grief
Word count: 100 (Google Docs)
Spoilers/Setting: Set between S5 and S6, not long after ep. 5x22 “The Gift”
Summary: Spike encourages Dawn to eat after the loss of her sister.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. All rights belong to the respective owners.
Prompt: #361 - In the Kitchen
Cross posted (extended version): My journal,
emotion100, anythingdrabble—
Spike was seated in the kitchen with Dawn, reading the newspaper, and saw her stir the fork idly in her plate.
“Don’t play with your food. Eat,” he said.
“I’m not hungry.”
“I don’t care. Pick up a forkful, put it in your mouth, chew, swallow, repeat. Take it as an exercise for your facial muscles.”
“You don’t have to stay. I can tell you’re eager to go.”
“I’m not,” he said dryly.
“It’s okay, Spike, I know the drill. Everybody leaves me. My father, mom, Buffy. It’s only a matter of time before you do that too,” she said.
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