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There's a loud thump and a pained groan as Dawn does a bellyflop-- without the whole 'into water' part, which is both better and so very much worse-- onto the platform. Groaning again, she rolls onto her back then slowly sits up, stretching her neck and rubbing at her face.

"Did I mention that 'hey, sure I'll help with baby Slayer training today' is not secret code for 'time to try to break Dawn'? I may not be able to squish you with my huge giant-y feet anymore, but that doesn't mean it's open season. Seriously, you didn't have to hit me that--"

She breaks off mid complaint as she actually looks around, taking in her surroundings and realizes that wherever she is, it's not Scotland. And unless one of the baby slayers hit her hard enough she passed out and this is all a wacky coma dream, things are seriously wrong.

"--Hard. What's going on?"

She pushes up off the ground, wincing as her knees sting a little thanks to the whole 'scraped from crashing into the ground' angle. Grabbing the weird fake Blackberry thing is priority number one, then heading down the stairs and out the door.

...The door which promptly disappears behind her. Dawn's eyes get wider, and she presses a hand against the space where a door should be. "Oh, this cannot be good. Buffy? Oh, my God, I'm so dead. Buffy's gonna kill me if I got kidnapped again. I just got all normal Dawn-sized and not half horse or creepy doll-like. I can't be kidnapped." She runs a hand through her hair, trying to calm down. "It's okay. There is obviously a perfectly logical reason for this. A reason which is just... eluding me for a second. I just need to calm down. No freaking for Dawn Summers, for I'm an adult-type responsible person with coping skills that help in these situations."

She rolls her eyes. "And I'm talking to myself. Which is not at all a sign of freak out-ness. Nope." Looking around again, moving past freaked to 'let's work this out'. "Can anyone hear me? Willow? Xander? Even Andrew. Andrew would be okay right now. In fact, I would be really glad to see Andrew, which usually doesn't happen until I need an ANTM marathon buddy or some funnel cake, but... yeah, I'd be happy to see Andrew right now."

Dawn bites her lip and looks down, swallowing hard. Tiny Watcher is officially a little more worried than she would like to be. "...Anybody?"

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All of the above.

Dean huffs out a laugh when Dawn stops and goes pink, amused by her. She's like a girl version of Sam when he'd been a kid. He hadn't ever stopped babbling, and man, he'd been smart. Pause while Dean takes a second to be all proud about his baby brother, and then he's back in the game.

"Nah, it's fine," Dean waves it off, grinning. "I know Giles, just didn't know what he did. But I get it. You'd love my brother, kiddo, he's got the geek thing mastered."

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The world is doomed.

The laugh makes Dawn blush a little harder, but she's still grinning. "You get used to it. And sometimes, even learn to make sense of the rapid fire subject changes and tangents and pop culture references."

She mouths 'kiddo', then shakes her head, laughing a little. Apparently, the whole 'let's give Dawn nicknames that imply she's young and tiny' is a universal thing. "I guess all sibling duos need a geek sibling and a likes to fight things sibling. For the balance thing."

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Seems to happen that way a lot with Dean.

"Now see, pop culture references I can do," Dean replies, grinning back. This kid is definitely shaping up to be one of Dean's favorites. He can see the Buffy in her, but she's definitely got a personality of her own, which Dean likes.

Hey, she's eighteen and Dean is thirty. He is full within his rights to call her kiddo. "Sounds about right. Older sibling's usually the likes to fight thing sibling and younger sibling's the geeky one, in my experience."

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Weirdly enough, with Dawn too.

"Sometimes no description will work unless it includes gratuitous references to Sunday morning cartoons." She nods firmly, trying to look serious and... mostly failing. Dean seems... kind of like an odd hybrid of Spike and Buffy, in a weird way, which is pretty much firmly in her comfort zone. Maybe she's a little too quick to draw parallels and decide she likes people, but if Buffy likes Dean at least it means he's already on the safe list.

And it's not like the 'I'm not a kid!' defense ever stops anyone else from calling her things that make her sound like a ten year old. "In mine, too. Also, the younger siblings are always awesomer and have better taste in shoes."

Why yes, she is teasing.

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Now imagine them together.

"That's what I'm always telling Sam," Dean agrees. Even though he doesn't know Spike, he'd be pleased to know that Dawn approves of him. It's always nice to have people with a sense of humor similar to his around. Besides, it's not like Dean hasn't already drawn parallels to Dawn and Sam, and chances are, if you remind Dean of Sam, you've got an in.

"... Pretty sure the better taste in shoes part doesn't apply to me n' Sam." Dean snorts.