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245 words of cracky goodness
Dawning Light Missing Scene: Ode To A Pancake
A Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Anita Blake crossover
by
mhalachaiswords
Summary: Breakfast time in the Blake-Callahan-Graison-Summers household.
Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer belongs to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy. Anita Blake belongs to Laurell K. Hamilton. No profit has been made from this fic.
Rating: PG
Words: 245
The story on LJ and on TTH and on my shiny fanfic website.
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Anita stumbled into the kitchen, yawning. "What's for breakfast?"
From the depths of the fridge, Nathaniel said, "We're out of milk, so probably eggs again."
Anita's mumbled comment was interrupted by the sound of marching footsteps. Dawn stormed into the room, planted her feet apart, and lifted up a piece of paper.
"Ode to a pancake," she read loudly.
"Dawn?"
"Shh!" Dawn flipped her hair over her shoulder. "Pancakes are breakfast food, no matter what your mood. You can cover them in syrup, and they won't make you bur-up."
Anita snickered, then tried to quiet the noise when Dawn glared at her.
"They're better than eggs and bacon and cheese, so can we have some pancakes for breakfast please?"
Nathaniel blinked.
Anita rescued him. "We can have pancakes for breakfast this morning, Dawn."
Dawn flashed a wide smile, showing her baby teeth. "Thanks!" she exclaimed. She slapped the paper on the table and ran out of the kitchen.
Shaking her head, Anita picked up the paper. "That kid."
"She couldn't find a rhyme for syrup," Nathaniel noted.
"That's because nothing rhymes with syrup."
"Stirrup does," Nathaniel said. When Anita looked at him, he smiled. "You know, the thing you use to take a ride?"
"On a horse," Anita clarified. "You use them to ride on a horse." Nathaniel didn't say a thing. "I need coffee."
"Coming," Nathaniel said with a sly smile.
From the living room came a loud "Blech!"
Anita sighed. "A big coffee."
A Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Anita Blake crossover
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Summary: Breakfast time in the Blake-Callahan-Graison-Summers household.
Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer belongs to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy. Anita Blake belongs to Laurell K. Hamilton. No profit has been made from this fic.
Rating: PG
Words: 245
The story on LJ and on TTH and on my shiny fanfic website.
Anita stumbled into the kitchen, yawning. "What's for breakfast?"
From the depths of the fridge, Nathaniel said, "We're out of milk, so probably eggs again."
Anita's mumbled comment was interrupted by the sound of marching footsteps. Dawn stormed into the room, planted her feet apart, and lifted up a piece of paper.
"Ode to a pancake," she read loudly.
"Dawn?"
"Shh!" Dawn flipped her hair over her shoulder. "Pancakes are breakfast food, no matter what your mood. You can cover them in syrup, and they won't make you bur-up."
Anita snickered, then tried to quiet the noise when Dawn glared at her.
"They're better than eggs and bacon and cheese, so can we have some pancakes for breakfast please?"
Nathaniel blinked.
Anita rescued him. "We can have pancakes for breakfast this morning, Dawn."
Dawn flashed a wide smile, showing her baby teeth. "Thanks!" she exclaimed. She slapped the paper on the table and ran out of the kitchen.
Shaking her head, Anita picked up the paper. "That kid."
"She couldn't find a rhyme for syrup," Nathaniel noted.
"That's because nothing rhymes with syrup."
"Stirrup does," Nathaniel said. When Anita looked at him, he smiled. "You know, the thing you use to take a ride?"
"On a horse," Anita clarified. "You use them to ride on a horse." Nathaniel didn't say a thing. "I need coffee."
"Coming," Nathaniel said with a sly smile.
From the living room came a loud "Blech!"
Anita sighed. "A big coffee."
so over
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Date: 2007-03-17 08:51 pm (UTC)haha, Dawn's rhyme was too cute. Stirrup...lol, oh Nathaniel ♥
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Date: 2007-03-18 01:05 am (UTC)Dawn is too cute. Nathaniel is too... him. And poor Anita.
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Date: 2007-03-17 11:25 pm (UTC)Hehehehe, I love Dawn's pome. It totally rocks.
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Date: 2007-03-18 12:59 am (UTC)And making Dawn's poem was a fun thing. I didn't realize that nothing rhymes with "syrup" until after the fact. Oh Dawn.
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Date: 2007-03-17 11:38 pm (UTC)"On a horse," Anita clarified. "You use them to ride on a horse." Nathaniel didn't say a thing.
Oh, Nathaniel.
Sneaky, adorable Dawn.
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Date: 2007-03-18 12:54 am (UTC)Although, poor Micah, in that case.
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Date: 2007-03-19 06:00 pm (UTC)♥
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Date: 2007-03-20 04:49 am (UTC)One of the things I loved about DM is how Nathaniel slowly started to open up to Anita about the little, um, quirks about his life. She needs her boudaries pushed and Nathaniel is the only one to worm in under her defences.
Plus they're so damned cute.
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Date: 2007-03-21 02:14 am (UTC)sooooooooooo please give us more
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