* SUMMARY * Spike and Dru's offscreen "adventures". Begin with end of season two Becoming. Then will carry on following a timeline similar to the show. I'm open for ideas :)
* DISCLAIMER * Same old. Don't own any of BtVS or Spike or Dru. They all belong to Joss the almighty and whoever else that owns them.
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A car with black painted windows sped down the freeway, stirring up a trail of dust on the desert road. It had been three hours since Spike and Drusilla took off from the mansion. The boredom of steering his car effortlessly down the never-ending road made Spike wonder curiously about how the fight between Buffy and Angelus ended. But since the world didn't quite seem to have turned into hell, he figured the slayer must have somehow managed to win. He smirked at the thought, and the little imaginary scenes of the poofter having his rear end kicked big time. In the seat beside Spike, Drusilla stirred in her unconsciousness and let out a quiet moan. From the look of it, she was about to wake up.
A pair of dark eyes looked up and met the blond vampire's blue eyes.
"Morning, dark princess." Spike spared a hand off the steering wheel and gently caressed her dark hair. Drusilla drew back from his touch in disgust.
"You. You ruined the party. You ruined everything." She growled. "What have you done?"
"I did what I think was right."
"And I can't hear Daddy singing anymore. You ruined it! " She screamed and stomped her feet like an angry little girl, pulling her hair in fury.
"You belong with me Dru. ME!" He snapped. Dru slouched back like a threatened puppy upon his words. She looked at him innocently, her stare melted every single inch of the blond vampire's nonbeating heart. He just couldn't stay angry with her.
"Know what? That doesn't matter anymore." He said sheepishly. "But just to cheer you up, I've got a little present for you."
"A present?" Dru's face glowed as she exclaimed in excitement. Her attention had been completely drawn away from the argument. "My sweet Willie, what have you got for your dear Mummy?"
"Why don't you take a peek yourself? Back seat." Spike smiled to the childish look on his lover's face.
Stretching her body to the fullest Dru reached back and lifted the blanket that was covering a lump on the seat. She gasped and broke into a big smile.
"Pretty dress." She said, tilting her head to one side while admiring her precious gift. "Pretty red dress."
"I thought you'd like it. The dress was white, you know, but I thought to myself, white isn't exactly your color, so I tweaked it a bit. See the girl in it? I think you'll like her too."
"Even better." She ran her slender fingers down the smooth fabric on the dress then up to the face of the victim, and shivered to the amusing realization that the girl was still alive. "Breakfast?" Dru asked in anticipation.
"At your leisure, pet." Couldn't wait any longer, Dru slipped into her vamp face and sank her teeth deep into the girl's neck, hungrily drank to the last drop of blood in her. When she was done, she let out a sigh of satisfaction, and reseated herself properly in the passenger seat.
"Hmm." She giggled. "That was delicious." She licked her fingers to salvage the lingering taste. "Do you think I can have more?"
"O' course luv." He paused and thought for a second before he continued. "What about a wedding party? Would you like to go?"
"Hmm. More pretty dresses? And presents?" She snickered. "You are one thoughtful, sweet, wicked Spike I've got."
The car with black painted windows continued to speed down the freeway, stirring up a trail of dust and much chaos to come.
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* END NOTE 1 * I dunno exactly what I'm going to do with this. It's a little muse that's been floating around for some time and it finally bugs me to the point that I decided to write it out. I know it's very very short, but it's just a beginning to see what I can get out of it. More might come when and if I get the rest of my ideas organized.
* END NOTE 2 * I think continuation will highly depend on any lucky inspirations and reviews. So PLEASE R/R! Feel free to feed me compliments, fuzzies, encouragements, or ideas. Don't be shy to criticize, flame, charbroil, or torch. I take feedback both ways (but plz make sure they're helpful comments)
* DISCLAIMER * Same old. Don't own any of BtVS or Spike or Dru. They all belong to Joss the almighty and whoever else that owns them.
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A car with black painted windows sped down the freeway, stirring up a trail of dust on the desert road. It had been three hours since Spike and Drusilla took off from the mansion. The boredom of steering his car effortlessly down the never-ending road made Spike wonder curiously about how the fight between Buffy and Angelus ended. But since the world didn't quite seem to have turned into hell, he figured the slayer must have somehow managed to win. He smirked at the thought, and the little imaginary scenes of the poofter having his rear end kicked big time. In the seat beside Spike, Drusilla stirred in her unconsciousness and let out a quiet moan. From the look of it, she was about to wake up.
A pair of dark eyes looked up and met the blond vampire's blue eyes.
"Morning, dark princess." Spike spared a hand off the steering wheel and gently caressed her dark hair. Drusilla drew back from his touch in disgust.
"You. You ruined the party. You ruined everything." She growled. "What have you done?"
"I did what I think was right."
"And I can't hear Daddy singing anymore. You ruined it! " She screamed and stomped her feet like an angry little girl, pulling her hair in fury.
"You belong with me Dru. ME!" He snapped. Dru slouched back like a threatened puppy upon his words. She looked at him innocently, her stare melted every single inch of the blond vampire's nonbeating heart. He just couldn't stay angry with her.
"Know what? That doesn't matter anymore." He said sheepishly. "But just to cheer you up, I've got a little present for you."
"A present?" Dru's face glowed as she exclaimed in excitement. Her attention had been completely drawn away from the argument. "My sweet Willie, what have you got for your dear Mummy?"
"Why don't you take a peek yourself? Back seat." Spike smiled to the childish look on his lover's face.
Stretching her body to the fullest Dru reached back and lifted the blanket that was covering a lump on the seat. She gasped and broke into a big smile.
"Pretty dress." She said, tilting her head to one side while admiring her precious gift. "Pretty red dress."
"I thought you'd like it. The dress was white, you know, but I thought to myself, white isn't exactly your color, so I tweaked it a bit. See the girl in it? I think you'll like her too."
"Even better." She ran her slender fingers down the smooth fabric on the dress then up to the face of the victim, and shivered to the amusing realization that the girl was still alive. "Breakfast?" Dru asked in anticipation.
"At your leisure, pet." Couldn't wait any longer, Dru slipped into her vamp face and sank her teeth deep into the girl's neck, hungrily drank to the last drop of blood in her. When she was done, she let out a sigh of satisfaction, and reseated herself properly in the passenger seat.
"Hmm." She giggled. "That was delicious." She licked her fingers to salvage the lingering taste. "Do you think I can have more?"
"O' course luv." He paused and thought for a second before he continued. "What about a wedding party? Would you like to go?"
"Hmm. More pretty dresses? And presents?" She snickered. "You are one thoughtful, sweet, wicked Spike I've got."
The car with black painted windows continued to speed down the freeway, stirring up a trail of dust and much chaos to come.
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* END NOTE 1 * I dunno exactly what I'm going to do with this. It's a little muse that's been floating around for some time and it finally bugs me to the point that I decided to write it out. I know it's very very short, but it's just a beginning to see what I can get out of it. More might come when and if I get the rest of my ideas organized.
* END NOTE 2 * I think continuation will highly depend on any lucky inspirations and reviews. So PLEASE R/R! Feel free to feed me compliments, fuzzies, encouragements, or ideas. Don't be shy to criticize, flame, charbroil, or torch. I take feedback both ways (but plz make sure they're helpful comments)