She looked up at the big gooey demon and her eyes widened. She tried to repress the urge to do so, but she wanted to do it so badly she felt like screaming.

So she did the only thing she could do when she turned to her watcher. She opened her eyes in the big wide way to show her pretty green orbs lightened up from her date earlier with Angel, her soulmate, and gave the man usually in tweed the puppy-dog eyes that would make Satan himself submit to her will.

Catching his gaze, she put on the rest of the pitying look. The watcher was forced to take his glasses off and rub them repeatedly after she said it. "Can I hit him with my axe? Can I? Can I, pretty please?"

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I got that little tidbit off of 'When It's Time to Change' by Sheilynn. I own nothing but the drabble itself.