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    What if Spike had been telling the truth when he made his sarcastic remark about visiting a nice tea-room at the garbage dump during Season 5’s The Replacement? This is the story of Agnes Pringle, an English woman coping with life in America, a friend like Spike and oh yes, being a vampire. Which, as she always said, Was Not Her Fault!

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  2. 17 Jan 2021

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  8. 01 Feb 2014

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    Business as Usual by Lilachigh - btvs

    This whole story is quotable!

    “Suddenly a tear ran down her face and she felt her bottom lip tremble. Oh, how she wanted to go home! But she couldn’t. “Needs must!” she said out loud and got to her feet. “Not like you to feel sorry for yourself. There’s thousands worse off than you. Think of all the starving people in Africa!”
    But as she began to pack her cakes and cookies into the trolley she used to convey them to the dump, she wondered if perhaps being a vampire was worse than starving. Blood was so difficult to come by, except by those methods that Agnes only apologetically used when she was desperate.” ---ch3

    *Agnes shook her head. “Well, lots of us do, of course. But I’ve always seen that as taking the easy way out. I was brought up to make my own way in the world, stand on my own two feet and try and contribute to society. I didn’t ask to become a vampire and no, it isn’t a life-style I would have chosen, but I could see no reason to alter my beliefs when it happened.”
    Dawn looked puzzled. “But my sister says – when the demon enters you – ”
    Agnes pushed the scones into the oven. “I suppose I was a tiny bit like you, Dawn. I woke up one morning to find I was a different person, but I was quite determined that I should be the best different person I could.” *---ch6

    *The thing belched and a foul, fetid smell filled the room. Agnes coughed, gasping for the air she didn’t need, then realised the thing was completely ignoring her; all it’s attention was focused on the coffin. With a quiet squeak, Agnes stepped in front of it and jabbed with the axe. “Go away! I don’t want to hurt you, but you simply can’t feed off the Slayer’s body. Go away. Shoo! Shoo!”* ---ch 19

  9. 28 Dec 2013

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  10. 09 Aug 2012

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  11. 29 Jul 2012

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  12. 26 Jul 2012

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