Kitty's Pad - Slayers Do Christmas

Disclaimers: Joss owns them, not me. I make no claims to the BTVS characters.

Me: However, I own Discord, Elle, Lucy and all other freaky people in this fic.

Date Stamp: Miss K, aka Kitty wrote this 23.12.01

Title: Babes In Toyland own 'Bruise Violet'.

Dedications: To C Blow, this is for you, take the title and repeat to yourself five times a day.

Buffy's POV

Slayers Do Christmas XXXI - You Fucking Bitch, I Hope Your Insides Rot

'Dawn, if you don't...'

I grab my stomach and fall back against the wall.

I feel like someone has punched me hard in the stomach.

'Buffy, are you ok? Mom!!'

I slide down to the floor and sit as still as I can, doesn't hurt so bad when I'm still.

'Dawn, mom went to see Giles to... '

Faith?

Her name sprang into my head.

Why did her...

'Dawn, get my cellphone.'

She doesn't move, Just stands and stares.

'DAWN, GET MY CELL, NOW!'

You're panicking, Buffy, you're just panicking.

Calm down, everything's ok.

You'll call her and she'll answer and it'll be ok.

But deep down I know something's not right.

It's not, like earlier when we both got that feeling around Dis and that woman.

She runs back and hands me my cell.

I press the speed dial for Faith's and lie down on the floor.

Pick up!

'Yeah?'

'Faith! Are you ok?'

'B, what's up with you? Yeah, I'm five by five. You sounds like you're having a spaz there, though. Dawn getting to you?'

'No, I just... never mind. It's ok, just checking you got back. I'll call you later when mom tells me what time you and Dis have to come over, 'K?'

'Cool. Later, B.'

I end the call and suddenly all the pain's gone, all of it.

Wow, that was freaky!

I pull my T up and look at my stomach.

Ok, I so did not have a mark there this morning!

I'll show Faith tomorrow.

Lucy's POV

'Cool. Later, B.'

I put the phone down and lean back in the chair.

That's the thing with being omnipotent, you can do what ever you want, saying that though, took Bee all day to get all Faith's calls diverted here.

All the power in the world and I still get delayed by modern day electronics.

'Wow, Luce, can you do anyone else? Can you sing like Mariah Carey?'

Don't kill her, she's an idiot, it's not her fault.

'I could sing like her, but I try and use my powers for good causes, not to make people's ears bleed. Are Faith and Dis dead yet then, Bee? Did my special cookies get them right in the guts?'

I can't help laughing!

Get them... in the... guts!

'She hasn't checked in yet I'll... Shit!'

With that a flash of bright white light hits me, I pull my sunglasses out of my drawer and slip them on.

'Elle, delight to see you. How have you been, babe?'

'Lucy? What the Hell, shut up, do you think you're doing?! There are rules and you're not playing by them! What was that girl guide stunt you pulled?'

'Anger looks good on you, Elle, makes you sparkle, you should wear it more often. About the rules thing, decided not to play by them, didn't you get my memo? Sorry, with all the cut backs we've had things get over looked. Be sure to tell you next time.'

'If you're not playing by the rules, then the gloves are off Lucy, remember that!'

'I will, dahrlink. I'll try not to get myself worked up into a frenzy though.'

With another flash, she's gone.

Elle not playing by the rules?

See, someone, somewhere, does love me!