The 12th Holder- Bloody Awful
When we last left our Scoobies, Xander said some things he should only tell his therapist; Spike can successfully exit a motor vehicle; Juliet and Giles were feeling a bit "primal"; and Willow, Buffy, Dawn, and Anya had a girly heart to heart reminiscent of "The View." Fun, fun.
"All we know is that he left and now he's evil and broody. And he's a nibbler. Anything new?" Buffy Summers asked, sitting at table at the Magic Box. "We know you were the last person to see him, Buffy. What happened?" "He wanted to kiss me," she sighed, "And we kinda fought, and he realized he was hurting me, and left." Buffy looked at her friend, family, "I think I broke his dead heart. I don't know." Giles, Willow, Xander, Anya, and Juliet all stared at Buffy. "Did he break your heart?" "I don't know. It's just." As she proceeded to talk, Juliet stood up to get her coffee off the counter. From the minute she stood up, Xander couldn't keep his eyes off of her. Juliet's auburn hair was pulled back into a low ponytail which went down her back. Her forest green dress went down to her knee, and clung to every delicate feature on her body. "Xander.? Xander?" "Huh? What were you saying?" "Any ideas on where Spike is now?" "Not a clue. Juliet might know." "Actually Xander, I don't know either. All I know is that he is not to be trusted." "You know Spike?" Anya asked enthusiastically. "We met briefly about 100 years ago. He was killing Slayers and I was only a 6th Holder. We insulted each other, both of our ego's were bruised, violence ensued, the usual with him. That's what I've heard at least." Giles pulled off his glasses, "I guess tonight we go out an find him." The door suddenly swung open and Dawn came running in smiling, "Guess what you guys!" "The school blew up again?" Xander snickered. "Nope. Spike was my substitute teacher today!" "HE WHAT?" Everyone exclaimed. "Spike taught us about old British poetry. Did you know he was William the Bloody because his poems were so violent?" "I always the bloody meant bloody awful," Buffy groaned, "So, he's obviously still here. Now what?" "We find him," Willow shrugged. Giles sighed, "Let's go then."
As Buffy and the Scoobies entered the sun-lit cemetery, they saw Spike exiting his tomb. He was smiling, and wearing uncharacteristically bright clothing. A Mickey Mouse tie topped off an ensemble that included a white; button up shirt and blue trousers. "Good afternoon to all of you. Anything I can do to help you out?" he chirped. "Yeah, why did you try to attack me last night?" barked Xander. "I don't know what you're talking about." Buffy inquired, "Spike, are you okay?" "My love, I am doing wonderfully. I can walk in sunlight, and apparently, Sunnydale High School will take just about anybody for a substitute teacher." "Spike, it's imperative that we know where you went," Giles sighed, "Something might be wrong with the chip." He laughed, "Nothing can be wrong with it! It's gone! I had the bloody thing removed." "But that's impossible, isn't it?" questioned Dawn, "I thought that was in for good!" "Apparently not! So, before night falls and I get hungry, I suggest you leave." "Why the sudden concern for our welfare?" snarked Juliet. "Because at night fall, I become a vampire again. And I wouldn't want any of you to be dinner," he winked and went back to his home. "I don't like the sound of that," squeaked Willow.
Back at Xander's house, Anya angrily chopped some vegetables. The two had decided to stay in the same house since the breakup, and luckily, she got the bedroom. But that didn't mean she enjoyed it. With the news of his ever-growing lust for Juliet, it made living together even more awkward. "Xander!" she screamed, even thought he was in the next room. "What? What!" he exclaimed, jumping up. "Come here. We need to talk." "About what?" "You know how we're going to get back together when we're both ready to get married? Well, that's a little hard right now, isn't it?" "Yeah, I guess so." "Especially when we like other people, right? I mean, I don't and how could I possible know if you do?" "Uh-huh." "Oh wait. You do! You have a crush on Giles' girlfriend! You even kissed her!" "How do you know that?" "Because I saw you staring at her! And she was trying really hard to stay away from you! I can tell these things!" "Anya, please, I just wanted a kiss! Nothing else!" "You're falling in love with her! You want to fuck her in a closet! Come on!" Xander blushed, "When you put it that way." "You bastard!" Anya hauled off and slapped him as tears trickled down her face. Glaring at him one last time, she stormed off to her bedroom. After slamming the door several times, she pulled a thick book out from under the bed. It was leather bound, and dusty, much like the books Giles' often went through. On top lay a pendant. Slipping it on and opening the text, she looked and looked. Nothing. There was absolutely nothing she could do. Of course, she could always go screw Spike again.
When we last left our Scoobies, Xander said some things he should only tell his therapist; Spike can successfully exit a motor vehicle; Juliet and Giles were feeling a bit "primal"; and Willow, Buffy, Dawn, and Anya had a girly heart to heart reminiscent of "The View." Fun, fun.
"All we know is that he left and now he's evil and broody. And he's a nibbler. Anything new?" Buffy Summers asked, sitting at table at the Magic Box. "We know you were the last person to see him, Buffy. What happened?" "He wanted to kiss me," she sighed, "And we kinda fought, and he realized he was hurting me, and left." Buffy looked at her friend, family, "I think I broke his dead heart. I don't know." Giles, Willow, Xander, Anya, and Juliet all stared at Buffy. "Did he break your heart?" "I don't know. It's just." As she proceeded to talk, Juliet stood up to get her coffee off the counter. From the minute she stood up, Xander couldn't keep his eyes off of her. Juliet's auburn hair was pulled back into a low ponytail which went down her back. Her forest green dress went down to her knee, and clung to every delicate feature on her body. "Xander.? Xander?" "Huh? What were you saying?" "Any ideas on where Spike is now?" "Not a clue. Juliet might know." "Actually Xander, I don't know either. All I know is that he is not to be trusted." "You know Spike?" Anya asked enthusiastically. "We met briefly about 100 years ago. He was killing Slayers and I was only a 6th Holder. We insulted each other, both of our ego's were bruised, violence ensued, the usual with him. That's what I've heard at least." Giles pulled off his glasses, "I guess tonight we go out an find him." The door suddenly swung open and Dawn came running in smiling, "Guess what you guys!" "The school blew up again?" Xander snickered. "Nope. Spike was my substitute teacher today!" "HE WHAT?" Everyone exclaimed. "Spike taught us about old British poetry. Did you know he was William the Bloody because his poems were so violent?" "I always the bloody meant bloody awful," Buffy groaned, "So, he's obviously still here. Now what?" "We find him," Willow shrugged. Giles sighed, "Let's go then."
As Buffy and the Scoobies entered the sun-lit cemetery, they saw Spike exiting his tomb. He was smiling, and wearing uncharacteristically bright clothing. A Mickey Mouse tie topped off an ensemble that included a white; button up shirt and blue trousers. "Good afternoon to all of you. Anything I can do to help you out?" he chirped. "Yeah, why did you try to attack me last night?" barked Xander. "I don't know what you're talking about." Buffy inquired, "Spike, are you okay?" "My love, I am doing wonderfully. I can walk in sunlight, and apparently, Sunnydale High School will take just about anybody for a substitute teacher." "Spike, it's imperative that we know where you went," Giles sighed, "Something might be wrong with the chip." He laughed, "Nothing can be wrong with it! It's gone! I had the bloody thing removed." "But that's impossible, isn't it?" questioned Dawn, "I thought that was in for good!" "Apparently not! So, before night falls and I get hungry, I suggest you leave." "Why the sudden concern for our welfare?" snarked Juliet. "Because at night fall, I become a vampire again. And I wouldn't want any of you to be dinner," he winked and went back to his home. "I don't like the sound of that," squeaked Willow.
Back at Xander's house, Anya angrily chopped some vegetables. The two had decided to stay in the same house since the breakup, and luckily, she got the bedroom. But that didn't mean she enjoyed it. With the news of his ever-growing lust for Juliet, it made living together even more awkward. "Xander!" she screamed, even thought he was in the next room. "What? What!" he exclaimed, jumping up. "Come here. We need to talk." "About what?" "You know how we're going to get back together when we're both ready to get married? Well, that's a little hard right now, isn't it?" "Yeah, I guess so." "Especially when we like other people, right? I mean, I don't and how could I possible know if you do?" "Uh-huh." "Oh wait. You do! You have a crush on Giles' girlfriend! You even kissed her!" "How do you know that?" "Because I saw you staring at her! And she was trying really hard to stay away from you! I can tell these things!" "Anya, please, I just wanted a kiss! Nothing else!" "You're falling in love with her! You want to fuck her in a closet! Come on!" Xander blushed, "When you put it that way." "You bastard!" Anya hauled off and slapped him as tears trickled down her face. Glaring at him one last time, she stormed off to her bedroom. After slamming the door several times, she pulled a thick book out from under the bed. It was leather bound, and dusty, much like the books Giles' often went through. On top lay a pendant. Slipping it on and opening the text, she looked and looked. Nothing. There was absolutely nothing she could do. Of course, she could always go screw Spike again.