"Buffy!"
Someone whines
Outside the
Bathroom door,
"I gotta pee!"
The Slayer
Pauses
In the middle
Of threatening you
As you slouch,
Chained to
Giles' drippy
Shower,
And yells,
"Dawnie?
What are you
Doing here?"

You straighten-
Things
Just got
Interesting-
More interesting
Than Buffy
Nagging you
Into telling her
What they
Did to you
Underground.
You know,
Where they
Took the top
Of your head
Off and jammed
That chip in
Sideways?

"Mom dropped
Me off
On her way
To her dumb ol'
Book club.
She says
I can't be alone;
Not after
I set fire
To the kitchen
Last week."
Dawnie pounds
On the door:
"Buffy, stop hogging
The bathroom,
I gotta peeeeeeeee!"
"Thanks mom!
Thanks a lot!"
Buffy grumbles,
"Now I gotta
Babysit both
The Fire Queen
And chip-boy here!
Why does
Everybody
But me have
Study group
Or work
Tonight?"
Despite the
Shower dripping
On your head,
You snigger.
Buffy makes
A threatening
Move at you
With the stake.
Unimpressed,
Toss her
An awkward
Double-fingered
Salute
While Dawnie
Rattles
The doorknob,
Dancing.

"Go away,"
Buffy hollers,
"I'm busy!"
"Yeah, right!"
Lil' sis calls back,
"Betcha got
Some stinky
Ol' boyfriend in
There with you-
I'm telling!"
"He's not my…"
Your snigger
Becomes a
Laugh,
Buffy swats
You on the
Head with
The stake:
"(Shut up, Spike!)
Dawn, go upstairs
And ask
Mrs. Carlos if-"
Dawn interrupts,
"Her pug
Hates me!"
Buffy throws
Her hands up;
Snarling through
Clenched teeth:
"Then ask Giles
To walk you
To the 7-11!"
She pauses
"-No! Wait!
Giles is old!"

"I caaaaaaan't
Waiiiiiiittttt!"
Lil' sis wails.
Despite the drips,
Your laughter
Becomes a howl,
The brat squeals,
"You are
So BUSTED!"
Before adding,
"I'm telling!"
"Why me?"
The Slayer asks
As Dawn wails:
"Bufeeeeeee,
I'm gonna wet
My paaaaants!"
"Oh, all right!"
The Slayer hollers,
Before adding,
"Dawn, there's
Nobody in here,
So if you tell
Mom anything,
You're dead!"
Then she hisses:
"You too, Spike,
Silence or dust!"
As she yanks
The mildewed
Curtain shut
But not fast
Enough to block
Out the mocking,
Lavicious
Tongue waggle
You send her
Way.

Buffy stomps out,
Brat kid sister
Lifts the lid
And gets busy.
Unable to see
Anything,
You decide
To have some
Fun anyway:
"I see London…
I see France…"
You pause.
Five shower
Drips land on
Your head:
"…I see
Dawnie's under-."
"BuuuufeeeEEEE,
Your stinky
Ol' boyfriend's
Peeeekinggggg!"
Dawnie yanks
The curtain open,
"Ewwwww,
It's that GUY!"
You grin up at
Dawnie
Showing way
Too many teeth:
"Pink suits you, pet."
Dawn grabs
The toilet brush,
Shrieking
"You're mean!"
You duck,
She misses,
Buffy storms in
Breathing
Fire.

Satisfied,
You lean
Back against
The cold
Porcelain
Sides
As best
You can,
Grinning
Like the demon
You are-
Until
Both sisters
Reach
For the hot
Water tap,
Scuffling
Over who
Gets there
First.
There's a twist,
And then a gurgle,
As the slow trickle
Becomes
A scalding
Downpour,
You yell
At them
To turn
The soddin'
Thing off
As giggling,
They leave you
Soaking
In the dark.