Challenges: Challenge accepted
by frenchtoast101
The Summer's House was virtually silent. The front door slowly creaked open to reveal.....DAWNS MINI-TROLL!!!

"I have returened to be loved. Please?"

No answer. Everyone was sleeping.

"Oooh, I feel dejected." The little troll hobbled over to the couch and sat down, completely oblivious to what was going on upstairs.

Spike and Joyce were cuddled up on Joyce's bed watching "Passions".

"No Tommy!! You can't marry Ginger! It's all a trick!!NOOO!!!" Spike moaned. "Bloody poof. I need to brood now."

"Spike, you can't brood." Joyce replied.

"Angel brooded, why cant I?"

"Oh, honey..."

*In Dawn's room*

Dawn sat on her bed, shifting a shiny, metal slinkie in her hands. She stared at it, utterly fascinated. "It's amazing how easily amused I am:" Dawn oughed loudly. She'd been sick with the flu for the past couple of days.

"Now where's that medicine?..." Dawn said to herself as she rummaged around her room.

As if reading her thoughts, Joyce's voice floated into her room "No more medicine! You're gonna OD on it, honey!"

"But the medicine tastes good...."Dawn whined. "I want my medicine!!!"

Suddenly, Dawn heard the tv flip on downstairs. Was Buffy home? Dawn hopped off her bed and ran downstair to be greated by....Her creepy mini-troll? Eww.

"What are you doing here?" Dawn asked the troll, who just shrugged it's shoulders. "Im lonley." It replied.

"Well, come with me" Dawn held out her hand and dragged the little thing up the stairs.

"Here. Meet Mr. Chuckles" Dawn handed the troll a small, stuffed clown toy.

"Clowns are evil....EVIL I TELL YOU....noooooooo not the straitjacket!"

"HAHAHAAAAAA!!!" Dawn laughed maniacally.

"Dawn! Have you been taking that medicine? I thought I told you not to!!" Joyce asked.

"No Mom!"

In conclusion, Dawn tortured the poor troll by dressing it up, putting makeup on it, and forcing it to play with clowns.

The End


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