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Nova
Chapter 7
"Oh…." Spike frowns slightly at her response. "Wow!"
Dawn turns around to hug him, "It's very good Spike I mean really good. Where did you get the idea to paint a woman from?"
"It just came to me is all, wanted something fantastic for m' first piece." Spike replies, remembering the woman from the art shop earlier.
"Well you have fantastic alright," Dawn says continuing to look at the piece. "how are you going to sell it?"
"I dunno bit, probably put it up in an Art Gallery here or in one of the bigger cities."
"Alright well I'm going to finish eating supper then write some more before going to bed."
"Okay nib, maybe we can go and see a movie at that theater I spied today when we were downtown."
"Sounds good Spike, you going to get a nap in before then because you do look tired."
"That's a right good idea nib, the movie starts at eight so would you wake me up around seven or so?"
"Sure." Dawn smiles at him then turns around and walks away from him towards her room.
Spike then walks in the direction of the living room and lovingly lays down on the comfortable couch and falls asleep.
"Will! Will its seven!"
"Mmmm." Spike says as he rolls over on the couch and falls to the floor. Spike comes awake as his body falls onto the ground, he then looks up at Dawn and asks. "Seven?"
"Seven." Dawn says smiling at his 'bed' hair.
"Wot? Spike asks as he stands up.
"Nothing."
"Alright let me get ready and then we will walk." Spike says before he heads for the stairs to get ready coming down several minutes later fully dressed. Dawn was waiting outside by the front gate so Spike left the house after making sure it was locked before walking down the steps to join Dawn. They set off towards the movie theater in town and hopefully a good movie.
The door slams shut amid laughs barely contained, Spike locks the door still laughing from the movie. "God what has happened to Hollywood?"
"I don't know Will but that was just wrong. I can't believe that something like that could actually happen."
"And we used to live on a Hellmouth! Lets just not talk about it anymore, I mean it was funny but the people who came up with it must be more insane than Dru."
"At least the popcorn was good."
"Yeah, that it was. So, off to bed with you" he says "I still cant believe they spent three hours on a documentary on how Hitler must still be alive called 'Germany's Flowers'."
"Goodnight Will." Dawn says as she heads off to her room to sleep and maybe write a bit more in her diary.
"Night bit." Spike says as he heads to his office to take one of the drawing pencils and a drawing pad. He heads up to his room with them and sets them on a desk before heading to his bathroom to shower. When he is finished and dressed in a robe he sits down at the desk and begins to draw several different pages of things. When he is happy with them he sits the pencil down, stands up, takes off the robe, and slips into bed ready for several hours of sleep.
Chapter 8
Dawn wakes up and lovingly stretches on her large and very comfortable bed, she sneaks out of her room with a bundle of clothing in hand and heads to the bathroom to get ready for the morning.
When finished she heads towards the kitchen and welcomes the sight of Spike making breakfast with a smile. "You eaten yet spike?"
"No nib, I just got up."
"Alright then." Dawn walks over to the fridge and takes out a bag of blood. She rips off the edge and pours the contents into Spikes mug before nuking it in the microwave. While the blood is heating up Dawn pours herself some orange juice. When they are both done she sets the two drinks on the table and waits for Spike to be finished with the pancakes.
After finishing their breakfast Spike says. "I figured we could go into town today to register you for school starting this Monday."
"Alright," Dawn says knowing a losing battle when she sees one. "I still don't see why you cant home school me." She says with a grin.
Spike shakes his head and Dawn sighs giving up the idea.
It takes a hour and a half including the trip for Spike to get Dawn registered for this school year. She was scheduled to come back in two days to take a series of test to conclude which grade she should be put in for the year.
They had been given a list of books to check out from the library that would be good in overall help for the different tests. (You know English, History, Math etc..) Spike sets the books down on the small table in the foyer as Dawn takes the practice tests into her room to do.
Spike himself walks up to his room to doodle on a sketchpad with regular pencils.
Tbc.
