Whoa! That's a hard one because I never really thought past that particular story. It's all about resignation and dealing with the mess you've created.
However, for you:
Afterwards: Yours, Eternally
They found her behind the dumpster at The Doublemeat Palace with her hands buried nearly to the elbows in the belly of a child. How she got so far from home, no one knows. Beautifully blonde, Dawn remembered that his name was Pete.
“He liked cotton candy,” she murmured.
"Red, red, red," Joyce sang, her face smeared red.
Willow magicked the stains away and Spike wrestled Joyce to the ground. Together, they buried the body in the woods.
Into the basement they later went. Dawn avoided her mother’s eyes, hurt by the click of the key in the manacle lock.
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It's a little rough, but
Date: 2005-11-07 06:09 pm (UTC)From:However, for you:
They found her behind the dumpster at The Doublemeat Palace with her hands buried nearly to the elbows in the belly of a child. How she got so far from home, no one knows. Beautifully blonde, Dawn remembered that his name was Pete.
“He liked cotton candy,” she murmured.
"Red, red, red," Joyce sang, her face smeared red.
Willow magicked the stains away and Spike wrestled Joyce to the ground. Together, they buried the body in the woods.
Into the basement they later went. Dawn avoided her mother’s eyes, hurt by the click of the key in the manacle lock.
end.