A/N: Well, I was inspired above all limitations by Jinni to write another
story, a romance story. It's about a year or so after Tara died, and Giles
is living back in Sunnydale. Anya and Xander are back together (dating),
and much to everyone's dismay, Buffy and the newly-souled Spike are as
well. Willow is doing basic charms, when desperate, and Dawn has calmed
down on the stealing.and her persistent screeching. She's going to actually
be of help in this story!!!
Pairings: Spuffy, Legolas/Willow, Xander/Anya, Aragorn/Arwen and Dawn/? (Hee hee hee I'm not gonna tell.)
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own anything. Would I be writing FanFic if I did? Nope, I'd be stalking someone, preferably, Spike (he will love me some day, I know it.LoL)
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Spike and Buffy were "romancing", if you could call it that, more like tough love, in the closet upstairs, unbeknownst to the ears downstairs. Willow was making dinner, a new hobby since Tara died. It had been a long time, maybe a year or two since Tara was shot, and the night before, Willow had her first date. And it was with a guy. Willow didn't feel like she could totally open her heart to another woman, so she decided to play a different strategy. Dawn was studying, with Giles' always-peering eyes poking over her shoulder every few minutes to correct her grammar. Xander and Anya.well, no one wanted to find them. If they weren't in plain sight, it was most likely that they were having sex, so everyone really left them alone.
"Dinner!" Willow called to anyone who would come. Buffy quickly fixed her hair, and Spike climbed out the window, only to appear a few minutes later at the door. There was a loud crash downstairs, and everyone remembered that Anya and Xander were there. Dawn gladly left her homework, with Giles practically doing it. Suddenly there was a ear piercing screech from the basement
"Oh my God! It's a midget!" Anya steam-rolled up the stairs and jumped on the table, holding a vase for a weapon.
"I am no midget, milady. I am but a dwarf, and I should like to know what a midget is, so I know to be offended!" Came a deep, bellowing voice from downstairs.
"Stay down there! Buffy is gonna tie you up!" Anya screamed from the edge of the table. "Go on, Buffy!" Willow gave Buffy a raised eyebrow, and yelled down the stairs.
"Xander? Scary midget-er, dwarf? Normal? Demon? We need a slayer rating from up above!" Buffy cocked an eyebrow at her this time, and flew down the stairs, grabbing the "modern" crossbow that was always in the broom holder thingee on the wall.
She scanned the darkness, and felt her spider sense tingling. She shot 3 bows in one direction, spun on her left foot, and shot twice, then jumped and spun, shooting twice in the air. Willow flicked the light switch on and Buffy saw that there was more than a dwarf. There was a dark haired, scruffy looking man in one corner, with arrows holding up his jacket, a beautiful woman helping that man up, another blonde who had barely dodged Buffy's fierce fighting, and the dwarf who was scared stiff. Buffy had made two scratch marks in the side of his helmet with the arrows now pinned in the wall, and one he was practically holding in his teeth.
The blonde stood up, dusted himself off, and stood up tall. Giles fell desperately down the stairs, with Willow in tow. Willow flared up a fireball in her palm, and Dawn came down, helping up Xander, who was holding his head in pain. Buffy didn't see much blood, Xander would be fine. She heard Spike upstairs trying to coach Anya down from the table. She heard slow footsteps, then Spike's steel-tipped boots flying down the stairs. He vamped and the dwarf growled in anticipation.
"I see you do not know even those within your own residence!" The blonde whipped out a bow and arrow, and pointed it at Spike. Buffy stepped in between, and pointed her weapon at the beautiful woman. The blonde dropped his bow and arrow, and the dwarf lowered his ax. Only then, when the blonde swept his arm past his head to put his arrow back, did Buffy catch a glimpse of his ear. It was pointed.
"You're an elf." the Blonde and the beautiful girl's head snapped up, not knowing who she was talking to. "You too?" Buffy asked the girl. Willow reached forward and touched the Blonde's ear, and he flinched away. They caught each other's eye for a brief moment.
"Upstairs.march." The four moved silently up the stairs, and Spike followed close behind, not taking his eyes off the Blonde elf's arrows, slung casually over his back. Buffy practically carried Xander upstairs, and laid him down on the couch. Now that the dwarf was in the kitchen, Anya fled to Xander's side, cooing, but not convincingly.
Buffy sat them down at the table, and took note that the man with the dark hair and the beautiful woman were holding hands. Spike stood silently behind Buffy, one hand on her hip. Giles came back in the room, after finishing Dawn's homework.
"Oh, bloody hell, what is going on in here?"
"Found them in the basement. These two are elves," Buffy swiftly swept aside the Blonde's and the girl's perfect hair, revealing their ears. They recoiled in distaste of the action. "And he's a dwarf." Buffy pointed to the short, bearded guy, at the head of the table.
"He doesn't look very small."
"He's sitting on the phone book."
"Ah. Well, I suppose we should know your names."
The dark haired man stood, "I am Aragorn, son of Arathorn, king of Gondor. This is my wife, Arwen, daughter of Elrond, of Rivendell. This-"
"I am Gimli, son of Gloin."
"And I am Legolas, prince of Mirkwood." There was another loud crash from downstairs. Buffy jumped down the stairs, with Spike bounding after her. There was a teenager, dressed like Legolas, in a heap of books, the ones Giles had alphabetically arranged. He was going to be angry. Spike picked him up by his collar, and carried him upstairs, plopping him down on the seat next to Legolas.
"And you are?" Buffy asked, annoyed.
"I am Denokas, prince of Mirkwood."
"You're brothers?" Buffy swept aside his hair, and Denokas held her hand in a death grip.
"Do not, ever again, milady, touch my ears."
"A little sensitive there, are we elvsies?"
"Why do you tease us so? We come here for help and instead get a barrage of questions. Let us speak, or at least tell us your name, so we may cross it off the list of allies."
"Oh! You came here for help! Well, why didn't you say so? We get lots of unexpected visitors, thet end up trying to kill us. Sorry if we're cautious!" Buffy yelled sarcastically. Spike steadied her, putting his hand on her the small of her back. "Sorry. What do you need help with?"
Pairings: Spuffy, Legolas/Willow, Xander/Anya, Aragorn/Arwen and Dawn/? (Hee hee hee I'm not gonna tell.)
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own anything. Would I be writing FanFic if I did? Nope, I'd be stalking someone, preferably, Spike (he will love me some day, I know it.LoL)
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Spike and Buffy were "romancing", if you could call it that, more like tough love, in the closet upstairs, unbeknownst to the ears downstairs. Willow was making dinner, a new hobby since Tara died. It had been a long time, maybe a year or two since Tara was shot, and the night before, Willow had her first date. And it was with a guy. Willow didn't feel like she could totally open her heart to another woman, so she decided to play a different strategy. Dawn was studying, with Giles' always-peering eyes poking over her shoulder every few minutes to correct her grammar. Xander and Anya.well, no one wanted to find them. If they weren't in plain sight, it was most likely that they were having sex, so everyone really left them alone.
"Dinner!" Willow called to anyone who would come. Buffy quickly fixed her hair, and Spike climbed out the window, only to appear a few minutes later at the door. There was a loud crash downstairs, and everyone remembered that Anya and Xander were there. Dawn gladly left her homework, with Giles practically doing it. Suddenly there was a ear piercing screech from the basement
"Oh my God! It's a midget!" Anya steam-rolled up the stairs and jumped on the table, holding a vase for a weapon.
"I am no midget, milady. I am but a dwarf, and I should like to know what a midget is, so I know to be offended!" Came a deep, bellowing voice from downstairs.
"Stay down there! Buffy is gonna tie you up!" Anya screamed from the edge of the table. "Go on, Buffy!" Willow gave Buffy a raised eyebrow, and yelled down the stairs.
"Xander? Scary midget-er, dwarf? Normal? Demon? We need a slayer rating from up above!" Buffy cocked an eyebrow at her this time, and flew down the stairs, grabbing the "modern" crossbow that was always in the broom holder thingee on the wall.
She scanned the darkness, and felt her spider sense tingling. She shot 3 bows in one direction, spun on her left foot, and shot twice, then jumped and spun, shooting twice in the air. Willow flicked the light switch on and Buffy saw that there was more than a dwarf. There was a dark haired, scruffy looking man in one corner, with arrows holding up his jacket, a beautiful woman helping that man up, another blonde who had barely dodged Buffy's fierce fighting, and the dwarf who was scared stiff. Buffy had made two scratch marks in the side of his helmet with the arrows now pinned in the wall, and one he was practically holding in his teeth.
The blonde stood up, dusted himself off, and stood up tall. Giles fell desperately down the stairs, with Willow in tow. Willow flared up a fireball in her palm, and Dawn came down, helping up Xander, who was holding his head in pain. Buffy didn't see much blood, Xander would be fine. She heard Spike upstairs trying to coach Anya down from the table. She heard slow footsteps, then Spike's steel-tipped boots flying down the stairs. He vamped and the dwarf growled in anticipation.
"I see you do not know even those within your own residence!" The blonde whipped out a bow and arrow, and pointed it at Spike. Buffy stepped in between, and pointed her weapon at the beautiful woman. The blonde dropped his bow and arrow, and the dwarf lowered his ax. Only then, when the blonde swept his arm past his head to put his arrow back, did Buffy catch a glimpse of his ear. It was pointed.
"You're an elf." the Blonde and the beautiful girl's head snapped up, not knowing who she was talking to. "You too?" Buffy asked the girl. Willow reached forward and touched the Blonde's ear, and he flinched away. They caught each other's eye for a brief moment.
"Upstairs.march." The four moved silently up the stairs, and Spike followed close behind, not taking his eyes off the Blonde elf's arrows, slung casually over his back. Buffy practically carried Xander upstairs, and laid him down on the couch. Now that the dwarf was in the kitchen, Anya fled to Xander's side, cooing, but not convincingly.
Buffy sat them down at the table, and took note that the man with the dark hair and the beautiful woman were holding hands. Spike stood silently behind Buffy, one hand on her hip. Giles came back in the room, after finishing Dawn's homework.
"Oh, bloody hell, what is going on in here?"
"Found them in the basement. These two are elves," Buffy swiftly swept aside the Blonde's and the girl's perfect hair, revealing their ears. They recoiled in distaste of the action. "And he's a dwarf." Buffy pointed to the short, bearded guy, at the head of the table.
"He doesn't look very small."
"He's sitting on the phone book."
"Ah. Well, I suppose we should know your names."
The dark haired man stood, "I am Aragorn, son of Arathorn, king of Gondor. This is my wife, Arwen, daughter of Elrond, of Rivendell. This-"
"I am Gimli, son of Gloin."
"And I am Legolas, prince of Mirkwood." There was another loud crash from downstairs. Buffy jumped down the stairs, with Spike bounding after her. There was a teenager, dressed like Legolas, in a heap of books, the ones Giles had alphabetically arranged. He was going to be angry. Spike picked him up by his collar, and carried him upstairs, plopping him down on the seat next to Legolas.
"And you are?" Buffy asked, annoyed.
"I am Denokas, prince of Mirkwood."
"You're brothers?" Buffy swept aside his hair, and Denokas held her hand in a death grip.
"Do not, ever again, milady, touch my ears."
"A little sensitive there, are we elvsies?"
"Why do you tease us so? We come here for help and instead get a barrage of questions. Let us speak, or at least tell us your name, so we may cross it off the list of allies."
"Oh! You came here for help! Well, why didn't you say so? We get lots of unexpected visitors, thet end up trying to kill us. Sorry if we're cautious!" Buffy yelled sarcastically. Spike steadied her, putting his hand on her the small of her back. "Sorry. What do you need help with?"