THE WOODS?

Warning: I do not own any of the character taking part in this story or anything I reference. All characters belong to Joss Whedon or Laurell K. Hamilton respectively.


REWROTE this in order to have it completed. i figured it'd be better to be a little dijointed and finished than uncompleted forever, just like my story with Buffy and Draco.

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Dawn was pissed. Alright, pissed is an absolute understatement of ultimate proportions but it was the only was she could think of to describe the situation she now found herself in.

She'd woken up in the middle of goddamn nowhere, and coming from a girl who's memories showed her plenty of camping trips out in the middle of nowhere for 'family bonding', trees on all sides, for as long as she could see.....meant the MIDDLE of nowhere. And to top it all off she was covered in a thin layer of ectoplasmic goo that seemed of such a lovely shade of red.

There weren't any sounds of traffic, no hints of civilization....god she was SO screwed.

Belatedly, the last few hours burst over her. Buffy had tried to jump into the portal to save her, but Dawn had pusher down, instead taking the fall herself.

'Well. . . . . .I didn't think I'd survive' thought Dawn.

Looking around, she tried to search her mind for that stupid girl-scout implanted memory....Moss grows on the left side???? or the right side of a tree.....? And what pray tell, does moss exactly look like!?

It was beginning to be hopeless after about an hour of walking around, (with purpose!), yeah right she told herself.

This could be purgatory for all she knew. Maybe this forest is supposed to calm and provide a place for introspection? Perhaps it would...UMPH....wtf was that?

She had tripped over her own shoes, marvelous....

Hold up..., she thought, she was wearing a pink shoe.....she hadn't worn pink since she was like four! She'd refused to, it wasn't cool enough and with a big sister, she had always tried very hard to be cool.

It seems to be rather small too.....with a very rounded toe.....and lights flickering when she walked.....she was starting to get an increasingly bad feeling about this.

She looked down for the first time since her mental hailstorm had started when she first woke up.....and screamed.

"AAAAAAAIIIIiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiE! What was she wearing!? OMg-what-the-hell-she-was-in-kids-cloths!? Gotta-wake-up-this-is-all-a-bad-dream-isn't-it-oh-crap-why-does-this-happen-to-her!????? AND IT"S NOT EVEN TUESDAY!!!!"



























tbc