A/N This story is dedicated to my friend, Anistasia, who is obsessed with Spike. So am I but she can acually pronnounce his actor's last name. ^^; I can't ^^;
Spiked Heaven
'Hmm. Where am I? The last thing I remember was....damnit! That bloody Slayer dusted me! I was just trying to help her and she just turned around and dusted me!
Hmph. Great way to say thank you....where the hell am I? I certanly am not in hell but I don't see any bloody pearly gates! Why didn't I go to hell? I'm a bloody vampire so you would think I deserve to go to hell.
There's no flames with little demons dancing around with pitchforks but I still don't see people in white dresses fluttering around, singing....
What the bloody hell is that?'
"Where the fuck are we?"
"Would you stop asking me, Anistasia. I told you already, I don't know!"
'There were two girls walking a few yards in front of me. One had long blonde hair and the other had long brown hair. they were about the same height.'
"Well, Arti, what was the last thing you remember?"
"Uh....."
'The brown haired one, who I'm guessing is Arti, stopped.'
"The last thing I remember was a explosion then a lot of pain."
'The blonde haired one, or Anistasia, started walking again.'
"I sure as hell remember the explosion but i don't remember any pain. I think I was instantly dead."
"You mean I lived through the explosion? Damn...."
"But you are still dead. I think you were impaled."
"Woa....dusted."
'They stopped again, barely a yard in front of me. I kept walking towards them. They didn't seem to be harmful...'
"Where the hell are we going anyways, Anistasia?"
"Why are you asking me?"
'Arti, all of a sudden, turned around and bumped into me. She staggered backwards into Anistasia, taking them both to the ground.'
"Ow. What did I run into?"
"Other than me...."
'Anistasia looked up at me. She started poking Arti.'
"What!?!?!?!?"
'She kept poking Arti till she turned around.'
"What the hell do....."
'They both jumped up at the same time. Anistasia pointed at me.'
"It's you! It's really you isn't it?"
'I just stared at her. Arti was saying "it'syouit'syouit'syou" over and over. I just stared at both of them.'
"It is you!"
'Anistasia shouted that. I looked behind me to make sure no one else was behind me.'
"You're Spike, aren't you?"
'I looked at Arti. I stared at both of them a moment longer before nodding.'
"Wow!!!!"
'They both ran fowards and grabbed each one of my arms.'
"Why won't you talk to us, Spike?"
'Anistasia looked up at me.'
"Who the bloody hell are you two and why are you hanging on to my arms?"
"Oh. I'm Arti an that's Anistasia."
"We both love you, Spike, from Buffy the Vampire Slayer."
'I stared at them even more.'
"What?"
"It's one of our favorite tv shows."
'I just shook my head. This is all too bloody confusing for me to even think about. I wasn't even going to try to fuigure out how they knew me and how they knew Buffy was a Slayer.'
"Ya know what? This is like a spiked heaven."
Spiked Heaven
'Hmm. Where am I? The last thing I remember was....damnit! That bloody Slayer dusted me! I was just trying to help her and she just turned around and dusted me!
Hmph. Great way to say thank you....where the hell am I? I certanly am not in hell but I don't see any bloody pearly gates! Why didn't I go to hell? I'm a bloody vampire so you would think I deserve to go to hell.
There's no flames with little demons dancing around with pitchforks but I still don't see people in white dresses fluttering around, singing....
What the bloody hell is that?'
"Where the fuck are we?"
"Would you stop asking me, Anistasia. I told you already, I don't know!"
'There were two girls walking a few yards in front of me. One had long blonde hair and the other had long brown hair. they were about the same height.'
"Well, Arti, what was the last thing you remember?"
"Uh....."
'The brown haired one, who I'm guessing is Arti, stopped.'
"The last thing I remember was a explosion then a lot of pain."
'The blonde haired one, or Anistasia, started walking again.'
"I sure as hell remember the explosion but i don't remember any pain. I think I was instantly dead."
"You mean I lived through the explosion? Damn...."
"But you are still dead. I think you were impaled."
"Woa....dusted."
'They stopped again, barely a yard in front of me. I kept walking towards them. They didn't seem to be harmful...'
"Where the hell are we going anyways, Anistasia?"
"Why are you asking me?"
'Arti, all of a sudden, turned around and bumped into me. She staggered backwards into Anistasia, taking them both to the ground.'
"Ow. What did I run into?"
"Other than me...."
'Anistasia looked up at me. She started poking Arti.'
"What!?!?!?!?"
'She kept poking Arti till she turned around.'
"What the hell do....."
'They both jumped up at the same time. Anistasia pointed at me.'
"It's you! It's really you isn't it?"
'I just stared at her. Arti was saying "it'syouit'syouit'syou" over and over. I just stared at both of them.'
"It is you!"
'Anistasia shouted that. I looked behind me to make sure no one else was behind me.'
"You're Spike, aren't you?"
'I looked at Arti. I stared at both of them a moment longer before nodding.'
"Wow!!!!"
'They both ran fowards and grabbed each one of my arms.'
"Why won't you talk to us, Spike?"
'Anistasia looked up at me.'
"Who the bloody hell are you two and why are you hanging on to my arms?"
"Oh. I'm Arti an that's Anistasia."
"We both love you, Spike, from Buffy the Vampire Slayer."
'I stared at them even more.'
"What?"
"It's one of our favorite tv shows."
'I just shook my head. This is all too bloody confusing for me to even think about. I wasn't even going to try to fuigure out how they knew me and how they knew Buffy was a Slayer.'
"Ya know what? This is like a spiked heaven."