"Bloody 'ell.." Came the angered shout of the ancient vampire as he trudged
across the graveyards carpeting grass, Coat of ink hues following. "'The
slayer should just make up 'er mind for once! First she hates, then she
loves, then she hates!"
Palm shoved the door open, grunting in displeasure as a ball of orange slipped out from in-between his legs, "Aw, 'ell! I was saving that bit for later.." His head turned to look around the crypt, too aggravated to chase the kitten.
"Buffy?.. Do tell a fellow in a specific manner what your doing." He spoke harshly in a agitated manner, Gazing upon the slayer that rested against his couch, gazing up at him. It had to be a illusion, It has to be!
"Spike, I'm so sorry, did I hurt you? Come here so I can see.. I think I bruised you there." Thumb ran across area below left eye, Spike kneeling beside the couch. "I never realized that-."
***
Buffy groaned as she found herself on her living room floor, She has fallen off the couch.
Wait, Why was I on the couch?.
She sat upwards and turned her head, to stare at Xander, lying on the couch, Then mouthed, 'Oh god'
Palm shoved the door open, grunting in displeasure as a ball of orange slipped out from in-between his legs, "Aw, 'ell! I was saving that bit for later.." His head turned to look around the crypt, too aggravated to chase the kitten.
"Buffy?.. Do tell a fellow in a specific manner what your doing." He spoke harshly in a agitated manner, Gazing upon the slayer that rested against his couch, gazing up at him. It had to be a illusion, It has to be!
"Spike, I'm so sorry, did I hurt you? Come here so I can see.. I think I bruised you there." Thumb ran across area below left eye, Spike kneeling beside the couch. "I never realized that-."
***
Buffy groaned as she found herself on her living room floor, She has fallen off the couch.
Wait, Why was I on the couch?.
She sat upwards and turned her head, to stare at Xander, lying on the couch, Then mouthed, 'Oh god'