Disclaimer: Characters belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy.

Angel looked around the apartment, checking one last time that everything was in place. Spike was coming. It's been two very long weeks since he and his favorite Childe had any time alone together, but tonight was theirs.

Everyone was given the night off. No visions, no demons to fight, and no end of the world catastrophes to stop.

Nope, just him and Spike tonight. And he knew just what he wanted to do with his Childe.

big grin

(hop)

blink

"Well, hey there little fellow. Where did you come from?"

Angel bends over and scoops up the bunny.

"Aren't you a cute little thing."

"Oi, Peaches, I'm here!"

"In here, Spike!"

"Hey pet, whatcha got there?"

"Look."

"What's the little bugger doin' here?"

"Don't really know. I was just standing here thinking about what I was going to do to you tonight, and he just appeared."

"Oh, Hell, Peaches, get rid of it!"

"What? Why? It's just a bunny."

"No, you stupid git, listen to me I know what I'm talking about. That's not an ordinary bunny."

"Spike, you're not making sense."

"I'm telling you, Peaches, this one is different. Get rid of it now while you can."

"Ok, I've had about enough of this. Look, I'll sit him over here and we'll just forget about him. I don't want to spend the rest of the night talking about bunnies when I could be doing something a lot more interesting with you."

(hop)

"Is that...?"

"Yep."

"Another one?"

"I tried to tell you."

"But I just..."

"Listen to me, luv. These are not normal bunnies. You start out with one and then you get another, and another, and so on, and so forth. They just keep multiplying like... well... bunnies."

"But all I did was think about..."

(hop)

"Mm hmm."

"Spike, I'm scared."

"Shh. Easy, pet. I'll tell you what we're gonna do. We'll gather up the ones that are here, and file them away in a safe place till we decide what to do with them."

"Think that will work?"

"It should. Just try not to think any more."

"Right. We can do this."

"Right. Here you hold onto this one and I'll get the one's under the bed."

(hop)(hop)(hop)

"ANGEL!"

"Spike! You bent over right in front of me. You know what that does!"

"Ok. Calm down. That was my fault. Sorry, luv."

"No, Spike, it's not ok. I can't do this. I've been waiting two weeks for this night. All I can think about is you."

(hop)

"Angel."

"What I want to do to you."

(hop)

"Pet."

"I've got candles and oil in the bathroom."

(hop)

"Angel."

"Three tubes of lube on the night stand."

(hop)

"PEACHES!"

"Rubber sheets on the bed. Raspberry oil next to my pillow. Your favorite chocolate sauce heating in the microwave."

(hop)(hop)(hop)(hop)

loud growl

pounce

blink

Angel looks up to find Spike, game-face on, straddling him on the bed with his hand over Angel's mouth.

wiggle

(hop)

"Stop that!"

innocent eyes

"Pfft. Yeah, right. If I take my hand off you're going to keep mum, right?"

nod

"Good boy."

They look around the room in awe at the number of bunnies that are there.

Angel whispers so the bunnies won't hear.

"We created all these?"

"Yeah. And these are just the ones we made tonight."

"This happens every time we..."

"Yep."

"Spike, what are we going to do with them all?"

evil Spike grin

groan "Do I even want to know?"

"Tomorrow is Anya's birthday."

Angelus smile

(hop)

The End

disclaimer- no real bunnies were hurt during the writing of this story.