Now Princess is clean and nice. Goodie. And the girl tasted so sweetly to. Not a piece stuck in Princess teeth. And the dress she had on fitted Princess just nicely. All red and pretty.

Now it is time for a visit. A Daddy for a Daddy. That is even fair, isn't it? Yes, laughs the fairies in my mind. You are ours! But stars are quite. Only wispering. All will change our pretty one, they whisper. I don't care. Princess wants revenge. And what Princess wants, Princess gets. Miss Edith is on my side. She always is. I found her to. Well hidden as she was, so the nasty tin-soldiers could not get to her.

Onwards we go, Miss Edith and me, on empty dark alleys and streets. I have walked here before on happier days, when Daddy and my sweet William was all mine, and all was as it should. But then she came, the Slayer. And took Daddy away from me, again. Just as we had found him. And then she took William to. All around him, she was, all the time. Nothing they can do, can they? No, laughs the fairies in my head. And you can't do anything to stop it, they say...

There at the end of the street. Faint light in the window it still is. How pretty! And the Slayers Daddy is there. Yes. Not her real one, but her true one. A daddy for a daddy. So it must be. Yes...

Walking up Dru opened the door, hearing the faint bell. Mesmerized, she turns around and starts playing with it.

"Yes,yes, that is quite enough, miss. We see you are inside." Giles walked up to Dru, not seeing who she is, until up and close. "Drusilla..."

"Hello, my sweet. Shall we play a game? Again? You did like it the last time, did you not?"

"Not really."

"Aww... And it was so much fun wasn't it? You are a good kisser, Mr Watcher-man."

Giles started to step back. "Well, I am sure Angelus and Spike would not agree... to you kissing me, I mean."

"They left me. And it is your fault, you and your slayer. And you tried to burn Princess to. Not nice." And with that she gave Giles a quickstare, like she had done so many times during the day now. So easy it was for Princess. Giles stopped in his tracks towards the counter, not moving.

"Now, now, mr Watcher." Dru patted his head. "I wonder what you have hidden here? Do tell me!"

Giles couldn't help it. He didn't want to do what she said. But he had to. He didn't control himself anymore, but could only watch himself do what Drusilla said. "Whiskey and an axe" he heard himself say.

"Naughtyman. Trying to hurt Princess again. I thought your nasty slayer did that for you, the nasty bits." Finding the whiskey Dru tasted it."Daddy's tasted better." She broke the bottle on the counter. "Oups. Such a mess. Clean it up, mr Watcherman."

"How?"

"You'll think of something to please Princess." Dru hit him hard in the head, whish made him fall over. "You are the one to hurt. The key to the nasty slayer. The rock in the middle. No rock, all comes tumbling down." She put her delicate shoe on his neck, and then walked over him. "Bad man. Leaving the country. Staying there would have been better."

Dru looked down on him. "All trouble for Princess you are." she said, and then sat down on her knees infront off him, lifting her skirts so she came to sit on Giles. "Sit up. Princess wants to see you." Giles couldn't help but sit up. He was just happy Dru hadn't sensed Dawn somewhere. Hopefully she was all gone by now, sneaked off after Xander and that Tara...

Dru grinned at him from her possion on his lap."All man you are. Does the Slayer know? What a naughty, naught man you are..." she stod up again. "So many, many books. Full of stuff. So many... Princess gets a wonderful idea! Put them on the floor, and start building a coffin for Princess."

Standing by Giles watching him build the book-coffin with blashing eyes, Dru didn't concentrate much on her surroundings or less then usually...

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Confusing... The stars are still dancing, but going away from me.... No, no!!! Wait for me! Wicked Princess want to dance! Head is hurting so much. Waking up is not pleasant at all. Princess is in pain all over!Hurt, hurt! And hunger! Such a hunger Princess has not felt before.Odd. Why is Princess so hungry? Opening eyes are so hard. Why? There. Now Princess sees.

Cold eyes. She is staring. Concentrated on Princess. Why? Head is spinning. Such a rage rises in Princess. Bubbles like water, nothing will stop it.

"Good evening, Drusilla. Was your rest satisfactory? Of course it was. I understand you feel confused right now. Or, more confused then usual."

I stare at her. Is she mocking Princess. She is. And using. All of a sudden all is clear in Princess head. Clear and focused. The rage wants out. I can feel it. Princess can not contain it anymore. I sit up, deciding to let it loose on Cold Eyes. Just then...

"Prof Walsh!"

Interruption, by a youngster black of hair, black of eyes. Princess don't like interruptions, so I cast an angry glance at him. And he stiffens, like a wooden doll. The rage... Yes, like when Princess plays with her dollies, but quicker, so much quicker... How fun this will be! Cold eyes stare at me now. I wasn't supposed to know, the Fairies laugh! You are to quick, dear friend, they say! Cold eyes is backing away, her young boys are coming to me. Yes, yes, my babes, come to mommy. Like lambs, I think. I reach out my hands, faster then I thought I could, and snaps the closest ones neck.

"Oh dear, cold eyes... He is all broken. Shall I fix him again, so we can play?" I tilt my head at cold eyes, feeling my bumps showing.

"Riley, the alarm! She is to quick!" she says to soft eyes. Oh my. Has Princess destroyed the party? Oh no... The party has just began. I laugh! I can not help it! I feel so strong, this rage flowing in me. Oh, if Daddy had seen me now,his most glorious dark child. I will make him proud. Wooden dolls I make, here and there while I make my way out, or what I think is out. It goes up and up. Not a doll? I am snapping there necks, or simply pulling there heads off, making the hunger go away. So much more fun, and the red diamonds are so pretty when they flow in the air. Yes, Daddy would have been very proud of his Princess tonight.

And out I come, and the stars are greeting me. I run, run, run, run!!! Swift I am. The boys are following, but giving up. Bad boys with soft necks, no playing anymore? What to do now? I look down. Oh my. All sticky. That wont do. Grand-momma always said a lady must look nice. Finding ways of washing will be a good idea. A proper lady won't make a visit without preparations...

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The naughty, naughty tin-soldiers! Pulling and dragging princess like this! I am weak, not able to fight back! The blood is bad for Princess. Icky, icky the fairies whispered, don't drink. And Princess didn't. But so hungry! Dragged to the lady with the cold, cold eyes. Not fun. All steel and white here. Princess don't like it.

"Hello, Prisoner 19. How are you this evening? Hungry?"

Even her voice is cold.

"You are not playing the game right and your eyes freeze." I tell her. It is the truth. I look around. They are all cold, the eyes of the young men looking at me and holding me, more or less. Except one. His eyes are more warm, and a little curious. Princess might use him.

The lady only laugh. "Yes, perhaps that is one way to put it. We will have much to do with each other, Prisoner 19. Do you have a name, or is 'Princess' your name?"

"Daddy called me his Princess in the happy nights", I tell her, "when Grandmommy was with us, and my sweet William. I was his Princess to. But now I am lonely. Only Drusilla left."

"Drusilla..." she repeats, tasting the name. I wonder if it tastes nice? "Well, Drusilla, would you be so kind to sit down on this table here? You haven't feed for long. We need to see you are alright, of course."

I sit. It is cold. I look at cold-eyes-lady. "I could eat you."

"Yes,I believe you could, but it would only be the last thing you did." she says while poking around on the other table. There is alot of things laying there. Needles, knives and other things Princess hasn't seen before. It looks painful. Perhaps we shall have a party? She takes a needle and pushes it through my skin. I fear it not. Princess could fight, but to were? I am alone, and can not find my way out of this place full of wicked tin-soldiers.

The stars... The stars dances in front of my eyes.... Have they come down to play with Princess...?

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Yes, yes... The stars are screaming in my ears. Princess knows what they want. Time to find some food. And evil sun has just set. Goodie. Where to go? A yes. For some crispy softness a playground is always good. I giggled. Yes, yes. Come play with Princess. Running through the streets was easy. Slayer busy? Good for Princess. Daddy can have her whole. Me not care. Daddy burns to much. A there. You see him? A little boy out to late. And mine he will be. Will taste so sweet in Princess throut.

I walked up to him telling him what a naughty boy he was, staying out so late. He was not so scared. Does he not know there are things that go bump in the night? I will be his mommy taking care of him. Staring him in the eye was easy. He will do what I will now. Such a cute little thing. We walked the streets a little, him holding my hand and hugging Miss Edith for me. He thinks I am his mommy! How fun! Daddy thought me well how to take care of little boys and girls. Come, come. Lets go to the old house over here. All empty for Princess and her boy. Lets play. Yes. Here by the wall. Stand still. You are such a good boy. Oh, did that hurt? No matter. It will be better soon, my sweetling.

Oh. He doesn't sing anymore. All broken. Lifting his arms, they dangle like Miss Ediths does. Hmm... Princess gets idea. Time for a gift. Yes. For the Slayer. Who took all. Put herself in my sweet Williams head, she did. Sneaky one. But a gift she shall have. Princess can share. Always have, with Daddy and Grandmomma. Now she is all alone. And that is the Slayers fault! But you can't give away a gift without wrapping. Digging around the house, Princess found none! That won't do! Looking at the little boy, Princess gets idea. There is gift wrapping right there. Inside. I wonder if it is pretty? Oh yes, they were. His insides are all pink and nice. And long to. Makes a pretty bow for Princess. But the heart is all for me. The nasty slayer shall not get the juiciest bits. I put it in my pocket in my dress. All safe and sound.

Now, run, run over the roof tops! Hurry, hurry! Have to give gift to Slayer. See, there. Her house. No one home. No fun. But she will find it soon. Yes, her gift hanging right by the door.

I giggle. Princess likes this town! Now, Miss Edith. Lets find something else to play with.

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Singing songs in my head... Sing, song, sing, song... Do you hear it? Of course you do. What to do, what to do? Princess is all alone. Silly demon. Thinking Princess can only take one. Of course not! Princess can take many. And then he bleed all over the floor. So red and pretty. My sweet William was much more fun. Such a sweet doll he was. Didn't break to itsy bitsy pieces. He could play the game well. Just like Daddy taught us. All in a bundle and there was such pretty droplets like red rubies. Princess favorite.

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