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"Buffy, could you come down here please?!" Joyce Summers yelled from the bottom of the stairs. Her blonde hair bounced off her shoulders, and she looked young for her age in the red strapless knee length dress she was wearing.
"I'm coming mom!" Buffy yelled, hanging up the phone and tossing it on her bed. Happily, she skipped out of her room and stopped at the top of the steps, staring down at her mother. She took after her mother, with her blonde hair and emerald eyes. "What's up?"
"Me and your father are going out," she said, putting in an earing. "And I want you to be on your best behaviour. That means no parties Buffy. None."
"I hear ya," Buffy said, twirling her hair. "Is that all now? Cordy wants me to meet her at the mall and I told her I'd be there in ten."
Joyce sighed and glanced at her watch. "It's nearly eight o clock, the mall closes at nine thirty."
"Which gives us duh, an hour and half to shop. Plenty enough," Buffy said, bounding down the stairs. She kissed her mother quickly on the cheek and waved to her father before heading for the door. "Don't worry, I'll be home by midnight!"
Joyce jumped when she slammed the door and shook her head. "Do you think we've spoiled her Hank? She's so used to getting everything she wanted."
"Is spoiling your kids really a bad thing?" he asked, kissing her cheek. "It just a way to show your love."
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Angel Johnson opened the door to the bedroom he shared with his little sister. In one hand he carried a plate that held two cookies and in the other a childrens book. His dark eyes scanned the room for his sister, and a smile formed on his lips when he saw a pair of feet sticking out from underneath the bed.
"I wonder where Katie is?" he said, placing the cookies and book down on the bedside table. "I bet she's hiding behind the table... Nope, not there. Where could she be?"
He heard his little sister squeal in delight that she was fooling her big brother, and laughed.
"Since when did the bed grow a pair of feet?" he said as he gripped her small feet and pulled her out from underneath the bed.
The three year old rolled over onto her back, laughing. "You caught me!"
"After a very hard search," he said, picking her up. "You're lucky I found you, or else we wouldn't have time for a good-night story."
"Do we still... Is there still time Angel?" she asked, looking up at him with puppy eyes.
He smiled at her and placed her ontop of the bed, sitting next to her. "You bet. Do you want a cookie?" She nodded and he took one off the plate and handed it to her. "How about we get this party started then?"
She giggled and looked at the pictures in the book with excitement in her eyes as he began to read.
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