av malavel » tis jul 13, 2004 21:31
Pollyanna: Buffy kommer hem och har fått reda på att Dawn är the key.
Buffy opens the door and stands in the threshold. Dawn sits quietly on
her bed.
BUFFY
I'm sorry.
DAWN
You hurt my arm.
BUFFY
I know.
DAWN
Butthole.
BUFFY
Really sorry.
DAWN
I tell you I have this theory? It goes where you're the one who's not
my sister. 'Cause mom adopted you from a shoebox full of baby howler
monkeys and never told you 'cause it could hurt your delicate baby
feelings.
Buffy takes a few steps into the room.
BUFFY
That's your theory?
DAWN
Explains your fashion sense. And your smell.
BUFFY
(sincere)
I'm sorry, okay?
DAWN
Broken record much?
BUFFY
You can't even take an apology. You always do that. Ever since-
Buffy stops herself and sits down next to Dawn.
BUFFY
I just had a bad day.
DAWN
Well, join the club.
BUFFY
Can I be president?
DAWN
I'm president. You could be the janitor.
BUFFY
(smiles)
Okay.
Buffy reaches up and strokes Dawn's hair.
DAWN
Buffy?
BUFFY
Yeah?
DAWN
What's wrong with mom?
BUFFY
I don't know.
Buffy and Dawn share a troubled look as Buffy continues stroking her
sister's hair.
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Blir tårögd bara av att läsa det här.
Edit: Och jag hoppas att du kan fläta ditt hår själv, AKS. Jag är inte så bra på sånt.
OK, technically, never. Touché. But I'm like Vader in the last 5 minutes of Jedi with redemptive powers minus a redemptive struggle of epic redemption which chronicles... These ropes itch.