red wolf (redwolf) wrote,
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Novelty"Help me, Spike. You're my only hope."

"Let me get this straight, Bit."

Now that he had an income to speak of, Andrew's neophilia had caused him to blow three months salary on merchandising for the latest Star Wars film.

"You want me to ask Lorne to have a word to George Lucas about getting Andrew the little plastic man that's missing from his collection? You're kidding me? You must be swimming in packaging at your place."

"He doesn't take them out of the boxes." Dawn spoke through gritted teeth.

"Oh. Hang on a moment, love." He switched lines. "Lorne..."

Tags: dawn summers, fan fiction, fiction, spike
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