Title:
William, Bloody WilliamAuthor:
RedDwarfetteEmail:
SpikeyVampPunk@yahoo.com.auRating:
R - This is for the people who were blissfully clueless as to what was happening during 'Smashed' and chose to remain that way.Summary:
If Spike thinks he's the worst poet that ever lived he's in for a rude awakening. Set after 'Smashed'. If this sucks, at least I know there's enough Vampire in it :)Disclaimer:
The characters within this Fan Fiction are completely the property of Joss Whedon and UPN. But I do claim the seriously bad poetry!William, Bloody William - RedDwarfette
Chapter 2 – Buffy The Bloody
10th/3/2002
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Spike strode into his crypt after a long night helping the slayer kill his own kind. Pity we couldn't have been doing something more... constructive with our time, he thought. A little wham bam thank you Spike would have been good. Sighing he moved towards his bed knowing that the chances of that were the same as The Backstreet Boys opening for a Metallica concert. At least Buffy hadn't completely cut him off after their 'episode of insanity' as she put it. Nope, just no touching, no speaking about it and no looking at him. He landed on his bed with a thump and strove to get comfortable. He noticed a piece of paper on the pillow and picking it up, read.
Ode To Spike -S is for your Smirk devil may care,
P is for the Peroxide you put in your hair,I is for the Initiative who gave you a chip,
K is for the killing you've done when you slip,
E is for England from where you hail,
So, Mr Big Bad, was I good to nail?
Love BuffySpike sat there stunned, reading the poem over and over again. So, he thought with a chuckle as he settled back against his pillows, William the Bloody awful poet finally had a worthy challenger. Yep, nothing like a good rodgering to bring out the latent poet.
