As soon as Stuart stepped back into Giles' house, Giles regretting letting him play outside. His checkered bright shirt was soaked and muddy, and his pants had a huge hole in the butt. Giles also regretted watching his friend's, friend's son: Stuart. Giles rolled his eyes, and motioned for Stuart not to move and ran into the bathroom. He grabbed a towel and unchiained Spike from the bath tub.
"Get out of the tub, Spike." Giles said. Spike did and followed Giles into the living room. Giles looked at the door, Stuart wasn't there anymore. And mud was all over the floor and walls.
"Hi Rupert, Whose your friend?" Came a high pitched voice. Giles and Spike looked over at the cause of the voice.
"Stuart, I asked to stay over the door."
"I was cold."
Giles took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
"That's OK." Giles said, trying to calm down, "Now, Stuart, I need you to take a bath."
Giles stepped over to Stuart and grabbed his hand.
"I'm not taking a bath in your bathtub, you got you goo-goo in it." Stuart said kicking Giles away.
"Stuart I need you to." Giles said.
"For a Ho-ho." Stuart smiled.
"I'll get you one." Giles said, "Take a bath first."
"No, later." Stuart said, "Go get my Ho-ho."
Giles sighed as he looked at Spike.
"I'm going to go the store and get Stuart some Ho-ho's. Can you baby-sit him for a little while?"
Spike gave Giles an evil look.
"Please Spike?"
"Fine, but you owe me." Spike said. Giles stepped outside. Spike walked over and sat in the seat opposite from Stuart. He pulled a cigarette out of a small box by the chair and lit it up. He took a big breath of it and used a nearby cup as an ashtray.
"Mother says that smoking is for Europeans and white trash." Stuart said.
"We'll then it's good I'm European than." Spike said, he liked this kid. This kid could piss Ole' Rupes off and Rupes wouldn't go all kung foo on him.
"Where does the old man keep the liquor?" Stuart asked Spike.
"Aren't you a little young to be drinking?" Spike asked.
"Aren't you a little our to be living with your dad." Stuart replied.
"He's not my da." Spike replied.
"Oh, that explains everything," Stuart said, "I'm proud that you don't care about yours and his age difference."
"No, me and Giles, …. Were not a gay couple, and neither is he my father. I never knew my father."
"Me too."
"I'm sorry."
"It's OK. He left me and my mom for his Asian secretary who has big tits."
"Oh."
"He left us on Tuesday."
"Oh."
"So, where does the geezer keep the liquor?" Stuart asked, he got off the couch and walked to the kitchen. Spike smiled and looked at the boy.
"This is going to be so much fun."
There is more to come.