Disclaimers: Joss owns all
the BTVS characters, not me. I make no claims.
Original Characters: I own
Discord, Elle and Lucy, completely.
Date Stamp: Miss K, aka Kitty
wrote 23.12.01
Dedications: To Virgin radio
for being idiots and playing Billy Idol, Rebel Yell, twice in a row. Woo!
Angst Transference: Yes, I'm
channelling my bad thoughts through Dis et al. You wanted the Slayers happy,
you have that. Just let me kill some teenagers and it'll make my holidays.
Dawn's POV
SDC XXVI - I Got A Licence For Love, And If It Expires Pray Help From Above
Which ones are mine?
She hasn't put the tags on any of them!
Hello?
How's a sneaky sister meant to check her Christmas
gifts out if they're not labelled properly?
Buffy is so useless.
Arggggh!!
I take it all back, she's left something unwrapped.
I flip the top of the box open and see... a
thick, silver chain?
I don't want a chain, and mom would look like
she was going to the hood in it.
I pick up a little tag inside the box, and
read it.
I love you, forever and always.
Buffy xx
Oh my God, Buffy's got a boyfriend?!
Where was I when this happened?
I'm always out of the loop, and it's
really beginning to SUCK!
Faith's POV
'You taste real nice, B.'
She does, I love kissing her neck, I can feel
her pulse beating under my lips.
'Why do we always end up on the sofa, Faith?
Is this were you bring all the girls?'
She looks at me and smiles.
But I sit up, off of her.
All the girls?
Does she really think I'm some major whore?
Not like you've ever made her think anything
different, is it Faith?
'What did I do?'
I pick at the edge of the cushion, and try
and think of a way of saying what's going round in my head.
Everything's speeding round so fast, makes
it hard to grab hold of a single thought.
'I've never bought anyone back here, B. I'm
not like... a ho or something.'
I glance up at her and her eyes are all wide.
See, she probably can't believe it.
Must have thought I'd had a long line of people
on this couch.
Shit, that's a really gross thought, loads
of people lined up...
Don't finish that off, Faith.
'No, I didn't think you were. Oh! No, when
I said the girls thing... look, I didn't mean anything by it. I was just playing
around. I don't think you're a ho, sure you've slept with more people than
me, but that's not exactly hard. Give Dawn a year or two and she'll beat my
record to. Not that I'm saying my sisters a ho, because I'm not, and she's
not, she's very chaste. Ok, that's a pile. I mean, that I don't jump into
bed with just anyone, not that she does, or you do! Wow, can we rewind the
last two minutes so we can tape over it?'
The Speed of Buffy, shit man, could blow an
untrained person's head to bits in less than a minute.
'B, I know you're not easy. Look how long it
took me to get you in the sack!'
She smacks me one and pushes me off the sofa.
'Wait, B, it was a compliment!'
She jumps on me and straddles my stomach, pinning
my arms above my head.
Yeah, like I'm really fighting back.
Covered in a hot babe, who's the best kisser
in the world and has hands that... well, hands that are fuckin' skilled, like
I'm gonna buck her off!?
Hell no!
'Compliment? Ok, maybe it was, but I could
be, you know, not easy if I wanted to! Stop laughing, Faith.'
Buffy Summers a ho?
Shit, that's gotta be the funniest thing I've
ever heard.
Oh man, she cracks me up, sometimes.
'I mean it, Faith, shut up! Don't make me...
do something to stop you. I could, then you'd be sorry.'
'Go on then, give it your best shot, B. Make
me, baby, come on, do it to me!'
She lowers her lips to mine and kisses me,
so softly.
I close my eyes and concentrate on those lips.
Yeah, she's the best kisser in the world, after
me, but then, I can't kiss myself can I?
Ok, she wins; because she shut me
the fuck up.
I'll take losing
to Buffy Summers, especially this way.