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31 Never Was

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This story is No. 1 in the series "Thirty One". You may wish to read the series introduction first.

Summary: 31 things Xander never was.

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Multiple Crossings > Xander-Centered > Ficlet CollectionsLadyAvariceFR153218,57728167,6681 Oct 121 Nov 12Yes

Ch 11: Oh So Double

CH 10 Costume: Bumblebee from Transformers

AN: This is a Dawn Summers Special! I played with the timeline to make Dawn available for Halloween. These two are far too much fun not to pair up at least once. Don't like, don't read.



"Dawn, are you sure about this?"

"Yup! The books were great, you'd love them. Besides we're going as original characters, nothing from the actual books."

"Oh?"

"Yup!"

The young Summers girl was bouncing around as Xander followed dutifully to Ethan's for the last few items Dawn insisted they needed.

He really was too much of a sucker for baby-doe-eyes.

"I'm going as the elfish Rider, Dawn, and you'll be the dragon, Oros. Big, powerful dragon with a ton of magic and a really neat scale pattern." She had spent an entire art class creating her dragon before being given the go ahead to paint it. Oros had ended up with white scales with silver horns and claws a sort of rainbow sheen to him. It should have looked girly, but it didn't.

"Uh huh, and I'm going to pull this off how?"

"Easy, white shirt and some white and silver face paint for scales. The pair has been around so long that they figured out a way for Oros to look like a human."

"Dawnie?"

"Yeah Xander?"

"You have spent way too much time thinking about this."

He ignored her fake pout and tucked her against his side. He could humor her. Her ideas, though wild, generally came out ok in the costume department. She'd gotten a lot better with those face paints over the years.

Besides, it had to beat going as a soldier again.



"Dawn! I thought you were staying home tonight!"

Buffy huffed, crossing her arms under her even-flatter-than-usual chest as she stared at her younger sister clad in a green cape over brown leggings and boots and a darker green tunic. She really didn't want to admit that Dawn looked better than she did.

"No, you yelled that I was staying home and ran out the door to meet up with Willow. Mom said I could go so long as someone agreed to take me in their group."

"Well I know Willow didn't."

"You're right she didn't."

"So who.."

"Hey, Dawn-patrol."

Buffy stopped and looked at the figure that walked up. No way could that be Xander!

"Hi Xander! Any last minute problems?"

"Nope, you were right. After the bits of paint, it was just throw on the shirt and belt and instant costume."

There were bits of shimmer at the sides of his face and around his eyes where Dawn had painted on white and silver scales. When he moved his arms more of those same scales showed up on either side of his neck as well as the back of his hands. He had black jeans and boots with a white tunic, tied off with a black belt that obviously could have held a sword. One last detail was the contacts. The usually warm brown eyes were now a rather eerie, but pretty, shade of pale silver.

Buffy made a note to take a closer look at Xander later.

The troll called and they were off.



Dawn stood still in the middle of the library the night after Halloween and rolled her eyes at the other two girls. Willow had been asked on a date, go figure. She'd just had to die to get noticed. That part, was rather big with the suckage.

Buffy was grinning and laughing about how she was so going to ace her next French test.

Dawn sighed and rolled her eyes again. She was so glad she wasn't blonde.

"Dawn? Did you retain anything from your possession?"

Grinning a bit she nodded and turned towards a metal bowl that Giles usually used for spells, now filled with a few tossed scraps of paper.

"Brisingr!"

With a hand gesture the pile of papers caught alight and quickly burnt to ash.

"Good lord."

-Hey Dawnie, how'd they take it?-

-Giles is rubbing his glasses to pieces, Willow is squealing and listing research and Buffy is doing a really good impersonation of a stunned goldfish.-

She sent over a mental image and got a hearty laugh back.

-Bravo Dawn-patrol, I give you a solid ten.-

-Wait until they see you.-

-Oh yes, this should be fun. Watch closely, I want to compare images later.-

-Of course.-

-So, puppy or spitting fire?-

-Hmm, hard tossup. Do the puppy, there's a chance for an 'aw' moment and less likely Buffy will hurt herself bouncing off your side.-

-Yeah, I hate buffing out those scuffs. Ready when you are.-

Snickering quietly Dawn motioned the group to follow her outside.

Where a big white dragon was curled up like a cat, perking up at seeing them coming, tail wagging with hopelessly cute puppy-eyes.

Less than a second later there was a soft thump to Dawn's right.

-We trouble?-

-So double.-

The bad guys on the Hellmouth wouldn't know what hit them.
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