Little Buffy by Zarrah

ReviewsRating: PG

Summary: Post-OMWF. A spell to bring out of her gloomy mood backfires causing a small problem for the scooby's.

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Chapter 3

Spike followed Dawn into the Summer's home and headed up the steps. Buffy had fallen asleep on the way there. He still couldn't believe they had done this. Did they not learn anything?

"Here," Dawn said as she turned the cover's down on Buffy's bed.

Spike laid Buffy down and pulled the blanket up over her. He pushed her hair away from her face and smiled down at her.

"Weird having her actually like you, huh?" Dawn asked when she noticed the smile on his face.

"Yeah, I'll say. I'm sure she'll get over it soon though," he said with a chuckle.

"You're probably right," Dawn told him as she turned to leave the room.

"Well, guess I better be going," Spike said as he walked out of Buffy's room.

"Ok...see you later Spike," Dawn said, as she watched him walk down the steps and out the front door.

Dawn went back into Buffy's room and stared at her sister. She smiled thinking of how much fun it was going to be having her around. Hopefully Willow would find a way to change her back. But not too soon, Dawn thought as she left the room to get ready for bed.


The next morning found Dawn, Willow and Buffy sitting in the Kitchen. Buffy was eating a bowl of cereal with Dawn while Willow was making her own breakfast.

"Where's Spike at?" Buffy asked, taking another bite of her breakfast.

"Oh, he's at home Buffy," Dawn told her.

"Is he coming back today?"

"I don't know, why?" Dawn asked her.

"I like him...he makes me feel funny," Buffy said, with a giggle.

Dawn looked up at Willow, the same wide-eyed expression on her face as Willow's now held.

"What do you mean Buffy?" Willow asked her, completely worried about her comment.

Buffy looked up at her smiling. "It tickles when he's there," she said, taking another bite.

"Tickles? How does it tickle?" Dawn asked, looking confused.

"Like someone's tickling me.right here," Buffy said, pointing at the back of her neck.

Willow smiled and looked at Dawn. "Slayer sense," she said quietly to Dawn.

Dawn nodded her head at her when she realized what she meant.

"When's my mommy coming to get me?"

"Um, I'm not sure...but you can stay here with us until she gets back...okay?' Willow told her. She hated lying to her, but what was she going to say?

"Can I watch cartoons?" Buffy asked, after all her cereal was gone.

"Sure...come on," Dawn told her as she helped her out of her chair.


"What are we going to do with her?" Dawn asked Willow, as she came back into the kitchen.

"I have no idea Dawn. You have school everyday, and I've got classes too. I can stay with her some, but not everyday," Willow said, as she sat down at the bar.

"I guess we need to find her a baby-sitter," Dawn said, taking a seat with Willow.

"Yeah, I guess we have no choice for right now," Willow said. "I can watch her today, but what are we going to do tomorrow?"

"Maybe Anya can look after her at the Magic Box."

"No, Anya doesn't strike me as the kind of person with the patience with kids, especially when she's trying to make money," Willow told Dawn with a smile.

"Yeah, guess not."

Willow and Dawn sat in the Kitchen quietly, both trying to figure out what they were going to do.

"Well, I need to get going," Dawn said, as she stood up and grabbed her book bag.

"Yeah, ok. I guess I need to get up too. I really need to get Buffy a few things. She can't walk around in the shirt all the time."

"Shopping, she always did like that," Dawn laughed as she left the kitchen and made her way into the living room where Buffy was.


"Hey Buffy...I have to go to school. I'll be back later, okay?" Dawn told Buffy when she walked into the living room.

Buffy looked up from her spot on the floor when Dawn came in. "Okay," she said and went back to watching her cartoons.

Dawn smiled at her sister and before heading for the door. That is so weird, Dawn said to herself with a big smile as she gave Buffy one more glance before shutting the door behind her.


The gang was sitting in the Summer's living room going over every spell book they had trying to find a way to get Buffy back to normal. Willow had taken her shopping early that day and bought her a few clothes and things to play with. No one could take their eyes off of her for too long, it was just so weird to see her like that.

Buffy was on her knees at the coffee table coloring in her new coloring book Willow had bought her. She didn't seem to have a care in the world. They all wondered if she would remember any of this when it was all over.

"Giles called and wanted to know why Buffy didn't come train today," Dawn said, as she took a seat on the sofa.

"Gods, he is so going to kill us when he finds out," Willow said, looking worried about the prospects of Buffy's watcher finding out his Slayer was now a five year old.

"Well, we need to find a reversal spell and quick, so he don't," Anya said, looking up from her book.

"I know," Willow said as a knock was heard at the front door.

"I'll get it," Dawn said, as she jumped up from her seat.

"Hey Spike," Dawn said, as she opened the door.

"Hey, nibblet. Just thought I'd come by and see if Buffy was back to her usual self today," Spike said, as he walked in the door.

"Nope, still the same," Dawn told him as she walked back to the living room.

"Hey, Buffy...look whose here," Dawn said, as she took her seat back on the sofa.

Buffy looked up from her coloring book and smiled big when she saw Spike standing in the doorway before she got up and ran over to him "Hey Spike!" She yelled, as she threw her arms around his legs and hugged him.

"Hey pet," Spike said, as he ruffled up her hair with his hand and smiled. "Just thought I'd come see how you were."

"Come look at what I got," Buffy said, taking his hand and leading him over to the coffee table.

"Well, those should keep you busy for a while," Spike said, taking in the sight of a stack of books and crayons laying on the table.

"Come can help me," Buffy said as she tried to pull Spike down on the floor with her.

Spike smiled and sat on the floor beside her. He knew the scoobies were watching him, but he didn't care. If this Buffy liked him, then he would take advantage of it while he could. It wouldn't be long before she would be back to her usual games of kick the Spike, so why not enjoy the change while it lasted?

Buffy handed him a coloring book and opened it to the page she wanted him to color. She sat the crayons down so they both could reach them and smiled big at him before sitting her self back down.

"Don't get comfortable Spike," Xander said hatefully, shooting daggers at him sitting on the floor with Buffy.

Spike just looked up and didn't even respond to him. He would stay as long as Buffy wanted him to. "So tell me kitten, what'd you do today?" Spike asked Buffy, after rolling his eyes at Xander.

"Willow took me shopping. She bought me a dress," Buffy told him. "It's purple," she said, smiling as she leaned over toward him.

"Is that right?" Spike asked as he looked at her.

"Uh huh. And she got me these books to," Buffy said, concentrating on her work.

Willow watched as Buffy and Spike sat and talked. She couldn't believe how well they got along. Buffy actually enjoyed him being around. She hadn't stopped smiling since he had come into the room.

"Hey guy's, let's take this stuff into the Dining Room since Spike's here. He can watch her while we research," Willow said, standing up and gathering up as many books as she could carry.

"What? Are you crazy? I'm not leaving her in here with him!" Xander protested. "It's hard to tell what he might do when we're not looking!"

"Xander, he's not going to do anything, so come on," Willow said, rolling his eyes at him.

Spike looked up at Xander with a smirk. He knew the whelp hated this and he loved watching him squirm.

"Shut up Spike," Xander yelled when he saw how he was looking at him. "The only reason you're here is because she doesn't know any better."

Buffy stood up when all the shouting started, and marched over to where Xander was. "You're a meany. I don't like you," she said, before she kicked out, catching Xander in the leg.

"Awwww," Xander yelled as he held his throbbing leg. "Buffy, why'd you do that?" He asked her, not believing she had done it.

"Cause you're mean to Spike...and your a big poophead," She said with a huff as she went back over to Spike.

"I'm a what?" Xander asked, looking at her as she stood beside Spike, her arm wrapped around his shoulder.

"A poophead," she said sticking her tongue out at him.

"Now, come on pet, it's not nice to call people names," Spike told her, even though he agreed with her one hundred percent.

"Well, he's mean and loud and I don't like him," Buffy said, as she crossed her arms over her chest and glared hard at Xander.

"Yeah well, even so, you shouldn't kick people. It's not nice," Spike told her as he put his arm around her waist and sat her back down.

Willow had been watching the whole scene and had a big smile on her face. "Hey Spike? What are you doing tomorrow? Besides sleeping I mean," she asked, him.

"Sleeping. What else is there to do?" He answered her.

"Well, I have classes from eleven to two and could use a baby-sitter if you're interested," she told him, knowing he do it.

Spike smiled up at her. He didn't think they would ever allow him to spend time with Buffy if they weren't right there. "Yeah, I could watch her. Won't be a problem."

"Good," Willow said, relieved the sitter problem was taken care of. "Don't even say it Xander," she said, giving him her resolve face as he looked at her wide eyed.

"But...but," Xander stuttered.

"Look, I have classes and so does Dawn. Everyone else works. There's no one else to do it. She likes Spike, so I don't see the problem. So drop it."

Xander stared at Buffy and Spike as they sat there coloring and not paying attention to anything other than what they were doing. As much as he hated it, he knew Willow was right. Still didn't mean he had to agree with her.

"Fine, whatever!"


Bedtime was an eventful time at the Summer's residence. After Buffy's bath, which took almost 15 minutes to convince her that Spike couldn't help her with, she was in her pajama's and ready for bed.

"I want Spike to tuck me in," Buffy said, as Dawn was ready to take her upstairs after telling everyone good night.

Dawn looked over at Spike who was sitting on the sofa watching Buffy. He smiled big when he heard her say she wanted him to tuck her in.

"I don't mind Dawn," he said looking up at her.

Dawn smiled and nodded her head at him as he stood up from the couch. Buffy grabbed his hand as they headed up the steps.

Spike walked Buffy into her room and smiled as she ran through the door and tried to climb up on the bed by herself. He grinned at her, walking across the room when she needed a little help. "There you go pet," Spike said, as he pulled the cover's up over her.

Buffy laid her head down and smiled big as Spike sat down on the edge of the bed.

"I'll be by tomorrow while Willow goes to school," he told her as she snuggled down in the blankets.

"Okay. Can we color some more?" She asked him.

"We can do whatever you want."

"Okay," Buffy said as a big yawn escaped her mouth.

Spike grinned at her and pushed her hair away from her face as she closed her eyes. He sat there and watched her and was about to stand up when she opened her eyes and pushed the covers back.

She moved and stood up and wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him before giving him a small kiss on the cheek. "Night Spike," she said, as she laid back down and he pulled the cover's back over her.

"Night kitten," he said softly, as he placed a small kiss on her forehead.

Buffy giggled at him as she poked her head out from under the covers. "I aint no kitten you silly," she said as she closed her eyes once again. "I'm a girl."

Spike grinned at her and stood up before he walked to the door and looked back over at her. "Night Buffy," he whispered as he walked out and shut the door behind him with a big smile on his face.


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