Chapter 1: Breakfast and the announcement
Rating: PG-13 (just to be safe)
Pairings: S/B, and some S/D (but not a lot)
Summary: Spike tries to find a job to support his new family, but he has some up and downs.
(A/N: Spike is human by the way, and Dawn is 17, so just guess on Buffy's age!)
Spike walked casually down the stairs of the Summer's home, and headed into the kitchen to start breakfast. Pans clattered, and cabinets creaked, Spike listened for any sounds from up stairs, he knew the noise from down in the kitchen would attract one of his sleeping beauties. He was right, because he heard the door hinges squeak from above.
Dawn sped down the stairs, and ran to greet Spike, "We are having pancakes right?"
Spike smiled, "Of course nibblet, would I feed u anything else for breakfast?" Dawn giggled, and retreated to the dining room to set the plates.
Buffy, already smelling the pancakes burning rushed downstairs, "How come you are always messing things up?" He kissed her forehead and reluctantly let her take over the kitchen area.
"Nibblet, why don't you let me and Buffy talk in privacy for a moment?" She pouted, but Spike just gave her "the look" and she quietly left the room. He turned to Buffy, "You know love, it has been 6 months since I moved in, and I think that today is a very important day, so I got you a present."
Buffy looked quizzically at Spike then at the dark blue box he handed to her, she opened it slowly, and shouted with glee when she saw what was inside.
She didn't want to touch the contents of the box, or hug Spike, because she had pancake goo all over her hands. She just couldn't believe her eyes, "Spike how did u afford." but Spikes lips quickly cut her off, and she never got a chance to finish her question. That is until Dawn walked into the room, begging for her breakfast when she heard strange sounds in the kitchen; she knew those weren't the pancakes cooking.
Trying not to look in their direction she gazed out the window and asked, "Um, I am kinda hungry, and I was wondering when the food would ACTUALLY be done." Buffy hopped from on the counter, and started straightening out her apron, then quickly got back to making breakfast, and Spike walked over, messed up Dawn's hair, and sat down at the table.
He thought now would be a good time to tell his new "family" the good news. Buffy quickly set down the pancakes, and fruit bowl, and took her place at the table. After Dawn said grace, they began to eat. It has been a long time since they sat down and ate like this.
"I have some good news," he paused, "I decided to get a job." Dawn giggled, and Buffy started laughing. "What's so funny? I figured I could start out basic like mowing lawns, or babysitting or something like that." His continuation on the subject only caused the two women to laugh even harder. "Fine I won't then!"
Finally controlling herself Buffy managed to blurt out, "(hahah) Spike the Lawn man...." which only encouraged Dawn's laughing fit.
By now, Spike was outraged, "FORGET I EVER SAID ANYTHING!" His voice booming, and all of a sudden they grew quiet, Spike never yelled at them before.
"I didn't know that you were really serious," Buffy tried to explain.
"Yeah well, If I wasn't very well serious I wouldn't have said anything would I? Oh bugger off now..." he shrugged off Dawn's arm from his shoulder, not looking up to see the hurt in her eyes, only so she couldn't see the hurt in his. She ran up the stairs crying and into her bedroom.
"Spike I don't care how mad you get.... if you ever, and I mean ever talk to me little sister like that again I will personally drive a stake through your heart. It won't even matter how much I love you!" Spike was so bewildered by her statement, but the part that was so weird is she said she loved him.
He stormed out of the house in search of a new job to support the women he loved so dearly, he had to make it up to them some how, but the only way he could do that was through money, and he spent all of it on the gift for Buffy, so no...that was out of the question. He had to get a job!
TBC..
(A/N: Please only nice reviews.... and don't worry this is only the beginning! Oh and this is the answer to a challenge on a website I was on. I will show it 2 you on the last part of the story. Hey! We all have to get our inspiration some how, and challenges seem to work for me!)
Rating: PG-13 (just to be safe)
Pairings: S/B, and some S/D (but not a lot)
Summary: Spike tries to find a job to support his new family, but he has some up and downs.
(A/N: Spike is human by the way, and Dawn is 17, so just guess on Buffy's age!)
Spike walked casually down the stairs of the Summer's home, and headed into the kitchen to start breakfast. Pans clattered, and cabinets creaked, Spike listened for any sounds from up stairs, he knew the noise from down in the kitchen would attract one of his sleeping beauties. He was right, because he heard the door hinges squeak from above.
Dawn sped down the stairs, and ran to greet Spike, "We are having pancakes right?"
Spike smiled, "Of course nibblet, would I feed u anything else for breakfast?" Dawn giggled, and retreated to the dining room to set the plates.
Buffy, already smelling the pancakes burning rushed downstairs, "How come you are always messing things up?" He kissed her forehead and reluctantly let her take over the kitchen area.
"Nibblet, why don't you let me and Buffy talk in privacy for a moment?" She pouted, but Spike just gave her "the look" and she quietly left the room. He turned to Buffy, "You know love, it has been 6 months since I moved in, and I think that today is a very important day, so I got you a present."
Buffy looked quizzically at Spike then at the dark blue box he handed to her, she opened it slowly, and shouted with glee when she saw what was inside.
She didn't want to touch the contents of the box, or hug Spike, because she had pancake goo all over her hands. She just couldn't believe her eyes, "Spike how did u afford." but Spikes lips quickly cut her off, and she never got a chance to finish her question. That is until Dawn walked into the room, begging for her breakfast when she heard strange sounds in the kitchen; she knew those weren't the pancakes cooking.
Trying not to look in their direction she gazed out the window and asked, "Um, I am kinda hungry, and I was wondering when the food would ACTUALLY be done." Buffy hopped from on the counter, and started straightening out her apron, then quickly got back to making breakfast, and Spike walked over, messed up Dawn's hair, and sat down at the table.
He thought now would be a good time to tell his new "family" the good news. Buffy quickly set down the pancakes, and fruit bowl, and took her place at the table. After Dawn said grace, they began to eat. It has been a long time since they sat down and ate like this.
"I have some good news," he paused, "I decided to get a job." Dawn giggled, and Buffy started laughing. "What's so funny? I figured I could start out basic like mowing lawns, or babysitting or something like that." His continuation on the subject only caused the two women to laugh even harder. "Fine I won't then!"
Finally controlling herself Buffy managed to blurt out, "(hahah) Spike the Lawn man...." which only encouraged Dawn's laughing fit.
By now, Spike was outraged, "FORGET I EVER SAID ANYTHING!" His voice booming, and all of a sudden they grew quiet, Spike never yelled at them before.
"I didn't know that you were really serious," Buffy tried to explain.
"Yeah well, If I wasn't very well serious I wouldn't have said anything would I? Oh bugger off now..." he shrugged off Dawn's arm from his shoulder, not looking up to see the hurt in her eyes, only so she couldn't see the hurt in his. She ran up the stairs crying and into her bedroom.
"Spike I don't care how mad you get.... if you ever, and I mean ever talk to me little sister like that again I will personally drive a stake through your heart. It won't even matter how much I love you!" Spike was so bewildered by her statement, but the part that was so weird is she said she loved him.
He stormed out of the house in search of a new job to support the women he loved so dearly, he had to make it up to them some how, but the only way he could do that was through money, and he spent all of it on the gift for Buffy, so no...that was out of the question. He had to get a job!
TBC..
(A/N: Please only nice reviews.... and don't worry this is only the beginning! Oh and this is the answer to a challenge on a website I was on. I will show it 2 you on the last part of the story. Hey! We all have to get our inspiration some how, and challenges seem to work for me!)