A/N: Totally non-contiguous, just random bit of fluff that landed in my head. No spoilers, unless you've never seen S4.
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"You are such a dead man," Spike growled.
"No, you are the dead man and I am the happily-trotting-off-to-work man." Xander adjusted the incredibly tacky hat and grinned in the mirror at the empty chair.
"There are BELLS on my shoes!"
"Yes there are." He reached under the hat and pulled a lock of his hair down to fall rakishly in front of his eyes. Then he decided it didn't look rakish, it looked stupid, and tucked it back under the hat.
"They have little ducks on them!" He was practically strangling on his rage.
"Yes, I believe so." Xander turned, and smiled as he watched Spike try to shake the ducks off of his boot, which came with a tinkling accompaniment of jingling bells. Every so often the shaking would stop, and he would stare as the duck's plastic googly eyes spun around and around. "See, they figure this will make the kids like wearing them on their shoes..."
"I AM NOT A KID!"
"No, but you do have a tendency to sneak up on people."
"But that's part of my job."
"And now, you've been terminated."
"Okay, Harris, it's not funny any more. Take 'em off." Spike held one boot up towards him.
"Take them off yourself, they just have a little snap closure. I have to get to work." Xander turned and headed up the basement stairs. He counted the stairs to himself and he got to the fifth one before Spike screeched in utter, murderous frustration.
"And the snap opens a lot better if it's not superglued together..." Xander said as he dashed up the stairs and into the safety of the sun-drenched kitchen. ---- SWS
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"You are such a dead man," Spike growled.
"No, you are the dead man and I am the happily-trotting-off-to-work man." Xander adjusted the incredibly tacky hat and grinned in the mirror at the empty chair.
"There are BELLS on my shoes!"
"Yes there are." He reached under the hat and pulled a lock of his hair down to fall rakishly in front of his eyes. Then he decided it didn't look rakish, it looked stupid, and tucked it back under the hat.
"They have little ducks on them!" He was practically strangling on his rage.
"Yes, I believe so." Xander turned, and smiled as he watched Spike try to shake the ducks off of his boot, which came with a tinkling accompaniment of jingling bells. Every so often the shaking would stop, and he would stare as the duck's plastic googly eyes spun around and around. "See, they figure this will make the kids like wearing them on their shoes..."
"I AM NOT A KID!"
"No, but you do have a tendency to sneak up on people."
"But that's part of my job."
"And now, you've been terminated."
"Okay, Harris, it's not funny any more. Take 'em off." Spike held one boot up towards him.
"Take them off yourself, they just have a little snap closure. I have to get to work." Xander turned and headed up the basement stairs. He counted the stairs to himself and he got to the fifth one before Spike screeched in utter, murderous frustration.
"And the snap opens a lot better if it's not superglued together..." Xander said as he dashed up the stairs and into the safety of the sun-drenched kitchen. ---- SWS