The Time Has Come
Fifth in the Pokémon Music series.
By the Lovely Angels (Starrysapphire)
Disclaimer - Joss and Pikachu/Jigglypuff as usual.
Setting - Season 5 Buffy/Season 2 Angel.
"Angel, can you lend me ten dollars?"
Angel groaned and glared at Faith who was smiling sheepishly.
"Faith, what do you spend all your money on?" Angel asked "It's not like you go anywhere."
"I go to clubs!" Faith protested.
"Once in a blue moon," Angel said, wondering vaguely what a blue moon was.
"And I shop on the Internet," Faith said guiltily.
Angel sighed "We should never have bought you that computer. Between you and Spike borrowing, it's a wonder I have any money left!"
He reached into a pocket and let out a howl of rage that caused Faith to wince.
(Angel's next door neighbour winced too and hoped he never ran into his neighbours dog).
"Spike's stolen my wallet again!" Angel shrieked "I'll kill him! I'll stake him myself!"
"Is that a 'no' on the ten dollars thing then?" Faith asked.
Angel's game face came on and he began to advance on her menacingly.
"Um, never mind," Faith said thoughtfully "I'll just ask Cordy instead."
* * * *
When Spike arrived back, he found Angel waiting, brandishing a very large baseball bat.
"Hiya Peaches?" Spike offered slightly nervously.
Angel began tapping the baseball bat menacingly.
"What's up?" Spike asked.
"My wallet," Angel said darkly.
"I haven't got your wallet," Spike protested "It's probably in your other pants."
"That's the explanation you used last time and the time before that. It's always been in your pants," Angel said.
Spike winked.
"Well feel free to strip search me if you like...." he began but got broken off when Angel hit him with the baseball bat "OW! Seriously Angel, I haven't got your wallet!"
Angel lowered the bat "Really?"
"Really," Spike said.
Angel put the bat down.
"Spike, I'm so..."
"Some really big guy stole it in the pub," Spike said.
He decided that retreat was the better part of valour when Angel began making little popping sounds of rage.
* * * *
Angel refused to speak to Spike. Spike tried everything short of offering to pay the money back but Angel wouldn't listen.
"Come on Angel!" Spike said one day finally "Aren't we ever going to make up?"
"No," Angel said flatly.
"Why?" Spike said grumpily.
"Because you betrayed me!" Angel yelled.
"Huh?" Spike said, startled by the venom in Angel's voice.
"You stole my wallet!" Angel shouted "I would have willingly lent you the money if you'd asked! But, oh no, you had to steal it and then let my stolen wallet get stolen by somebody else!"
"That wasn't my fault..." Spike began but Angel just carried on.
"If that's how our relationship is going to work Spike, then maybe you should just leave!"
"Maybe I should!" Spike shouted back, getting angry.
"Fine!" Angel screamed "As far as I'm concerned, I never want to see your horrible platinum blonde head again!"
"Fine!" Spike yelled back "Who'd want to hang about with you anyway? Mr 'Oh, I'm so unhappy, I was so evil, I must brood to show proper guilt!' Mr 'You can't listen to the Sex Pistols because they're rubbish' I'd have more fun in a mortuary!"
"Fine!" Angel yelled again.
"Fine!" Spike shouted.
He turned and stormed out. Angel stood there shaking for a few moments and then sat down, feeling miserable.
* * * *
"Why am I here?" Angel asked.
"Because we haven't had a nice, fun, 'no-death' night for ages," Faith said calmly.
"This is from the girl who used to get horny from a good slay," Angel said grumpily.
"Someone's in a temper," Faith said, pulling her baseball cap lower in case anyone recognised her.
"You might cheer up a little," Wesley said "I am paying for this, you could at least look grateful!"
Angel didn't want to cheer up. He was still angry at Spike. Angry and something else which he couldn't quite pin-point. There was another feeling underneath the anger but Angel didn't want to find out what.
"I thought you'd have fun," Wesley said "It is a karaoke bar after all, I thought that would...."
"I hate karaoke," Angel said flatly.
"Spike called," Cordelia said suddenly "He says he's found a place and he'll be coming for his stuff soon."
Angel downed his drink in one gulp and ordered another. Faith, Wesley and Cordelia exchanged looks that were a mixture of exasperation and sympathy.
"I might go and sing," Cordelia said.
"Please don't," Angel said "I'd hate to think we'd ruined someone's trade."
"Hey!" Cordelia protested.
Angel gulped down his next drink and ordered yet another.
"I'm beginning to think this was a bad idea," Wesley muttered "If you two could hardly drink anything, I'd be so grateful, especially as it looks like Angel might drink half the pub..."
"Look!" Faith said, pointing to the stage.
Spike had walked up on it. He was looking thin and small. He spoke to the man and then walked into the centre of the stage. Angel was stubbornly not looking.
"If this is 'Team Rocket' then I'm off!" he said to the others.
"There's only one of him," Faith said.
"Um, I'm singing for my Angel," Spike said into the microphone "It's for both now and the for days long gone."
Angel abruptly turned and looked. For days long gone? That sounded odd.
Spike began to sing.
"I close my eyes, and I can see, the day we met. Just one moment and I knew. You're my best friend, do anything for you. We've come so far and done so much and I feel like we've always been together. Right by my side, though thick and thin. You're the part of my life I'll always remember."
Faith risked a glance at Angel. He was sitting, watching Spike, quite spellbound.
"The time has come," Spike sang "It's for the best, I know it. Who could've guessed that you and I? Somehow someday, would have to say goodbye."
Angel swallowed. Suddenly, emotions that he had kept long hidden were bubbling up inside him.
"You've helped me find, the strength inside," Spike continued "And the courage. To make my dreams come true. How will I find another friend like you? Two of a kind, that's what we are. And it seemed, like we were always winning. But as our team, is torn apart, I wish we could go back to the beginning. The time has come. It's for the best, I know it. Who could have guessed that you and I? Somehow, some way, we have to say goodbye."
Faith took another look at Angel. A tear was trembling at the corner of his eye.
"Somehow today, we have to say goodbye," Spike finished.
The room applauded.
"Goodbye Angel," Spike said into the microphone, quite softly so most people missed it. He then walked off the stage and left the bar. Angel sat quite still for a moment and then leapt up and ran after him.
"Spike, wait!"
Spike turned.
"Don't go!" Angel said "Please. I'm so sorry. Please don't say goodbye."
"No," Spike said "Angel, you were right. I can't stay with you, it's twisted."
"No it isn't!" Angel said "We can make it work only please come back!"
Spike looked at him.
"I'm sorry...about everything," Angel said wretchedly "You're my best friend Spike. Together Forever remember? We're Jessy and James!"
Spike went over and hugged Angel tightly.
"I'm James," he whispered into Angel's chest.
"You are so Jessy," Angel whispered back.
For a few moments, the two vampires just stood there, clinging onto each other.
"Oh look. Puffs!"
Angel and Spike turned. There was a crowd of teenagers across the street calling obscenities. Angel looked at Spike.
"What do you think? Big grin?"
"Big grin," Spike agreed.
The two vampires turned to face the teenagers with game faces on, snarling, teeth exposed. The teenagers screamed and scattered with two angry vampires on their heels.
"Well this worked out fine," Faith remarked from the shadows.
"I wonder how long it will take them to notice that another Pokémon song fitted them?" Cordelia wondered.
A faint roar of 'Oh, nooooooooooooo!" echoed in the distance.
"About two minutes," Cordelia said, answering her own question.
"Come on. Lets go and buy Angel some more blood," Wesley said with a sigh "He'll need it with Spike living there."
"You have money?" Faith said.
Wesley removed a wallet from his pocket.
"Oh good. In that case...hey that's Angel's wallet!" Faith said.
"Is it? Good grief, I never noticed," Wesley said innocently.
The End.
Fifth in the Pokémon Music series.
By the Lovely Angels (Starrysapphire)
Disclaimer - Joss and Pikachu/Jigglypuff as usual.
Setting - Season 5 Buffy/Season 2 Angel.
"Angel, can you lend me ten dollars?"
Angel groaned and glared at Faith who was smiling sheepishly.
"Faith, what do you spend all your money on?" Angel asked "It's not like you go anywhere."
"I go to clubs!" Faith protested.
"Once in a blue moon," Angel said, wondering vaguely what a blue moon was.
"And I shop on the Internet," Faith said guiltily.
Angel sighed "We should never have bought you that computer. Between you and Spike borrowing, it's a wonder I have any money left!"
He reached into a pocket and let out a howl of rage that caused Faith to wince.
(Angel's next door neighbour winced too and hoped he never ran into his neighbours dog).
"Spike's stolen my wallet again!" Angel shrieked "I'll kill him! I'll stake him myself!"
"Is that a 'no' on the ten dollars thing then?" Faith asked.
Angel's game face came on and he began to advance on her menacingly.
"Um, never mind," Faith said thoughtfully "I'll just ask Cordy instead."
* * * *
When Spike arrived back, he found Angel waiting, brandishing a very large baseball bat.
"Hiya Peaches?" Spike offered slightly nervously.
Angel began tapping the baseball bat menacingly.
"What's up?" Spike asked.
"My wallet," Angel said darkly.
"I haven't got your wallet," Spike protested "It's probably in your other pants."
"That's the explanation you used last time and the time before that. It's always been in your pants," Angel said.
Spike winked.
"Well feel free to strip search me if you like...." he began but got broken off when Angel hit him with the baseball bat "OW! Seriously Angel, I haven't got your wallet!"
Angel lowered the bat "Really?"
"Really," Spike said.
Angel put the bat down.
"Spike, I'm so..."
"Some really big guy stole it in the pub," Spike said.
He decided that retreat was the better part of valour when Angel began making little popping sounds of rage.
* * * *
Angel refused to speak to Spike. Spike tried everything short of offering to pay the money back but Angel wouldn't listen.
"Come on Angel!" Spike said one day finally "Aren't we ever going to make up?"
"No," Angel said flatly.
"Why?" Spike said grumpily.
"Because you betrayed me!" Angel yelled.
"Huh?" Spike said, startled by the venom in Angel's voice.
"You stole my wallet!" Angel shouted "I would have willingly lent you the money if you'd asked! But, oh no, you had to steal it and then let my stolen wallet get stolen by somebody else!"
"That wasn't my fault..." Spike began but Angel just carried on.
"If that's how our relationship is going to work Spike, then maybe you should just leave!"
"Maybe I should!" Spike shouted back, getting angry.
"Fine!" Angel screamed "As far as I'm concerned, I never want to see your horrible platinum blonde head again!"
"Fine!" Spike yelled back "Who'd want to hang about with you anyway? Mr 'Oh, I'm so unhappy, I was so evil, I must brood to show proper guilt!' Mr 'You can't listen to the Sex Pistols because they're rubbish' I'd have more fun in a mortuary!"
"Fine!" Angel yelled again.
"Fine!" Spike shouted.
He turned and stormed out. Angel stood there shaking for a few moments and then sat down, feeling miserable.
* * * *
"Why am I here?" Angel asked.
"Because we haven't had a nice, fun, 'no-death' night for ages," Faith said calmly.
"This is from the girl who used to get horny from a good slay," Angel said grumpily.
"Someone's in a temper," Faith said, pulling her baseball cap lower in case anyone recognised her.
"You might cheer up a little," Wesley said "I am paying for this, you could at least look grateful!"
Angel didn't want to cheer up. He was still angry at Spike. Angry and something else which he couldn't quite pin-point. There was another feeling underneath the anger but Angel didn't want to find out what.
"I thought you'd have fun," Wesley said "It is a karaoke bar after all, I thought that would...."
"I hate karaoke," Angel said flatly.
"Spike called," Cordelia said suddenly "He says he's found a place and he'll be coming for his stuff soon."
Angel downed his drink in one gulp and ordered another. Faith, Wesley and Cordelia exchanged looks that were a mixture of exasperation and sympathy.
"I might go and sing," Cordelia said.
"Please don't," Angel said "I'd hate to think we'd ruined someone's trade."
"Hey!" Cordelia protested.
Angel gulped down his next drink and ordered yet another.
"I'm beginning to think this was a bad idea," Wesley muttered "If you two could hardly drink anything, I'd be so grateful, especially as it looks like Angel might drink half the pub..."
"Look!" Faith said, pointing to the stage.
Spike had walked up on it. He was looking thin and small. He spoke to the man and then walked into the centre of the stage. Angel was stubbornly not looking.
"If this is 'Team Rocket' then I'm off!" he said to the others.
"There's only one of him," Faith said.
"Um, I'm singing for my Angel," Spike said into the microphone "It's for both now and the for days long gone."
Angel abruptly turned and looked. For days long gone? That sounded odd.
Spike began to sing.
"I close my eyes, and I can see, the day we met. Just one moment and I knew. You're my best friend, do anything for you. We've come so far and done so much and I feel like we've always been together. Right by my side, though thick and thin. You're the part of my life I'll always remember."
Faith risked a glance at Angel. He was sitting, watching Spike, quite spellbound.
"The time has come," Spike sang "It's for the best, I know it. Who could've guessed that you and I? Somehow someday, would have to say goodbye."
Angel swallowed. Suddenly, emotions that he had kept long hidden were bubbling up inside him.
"You've helped me find, the strength inside," Spike continued "And the courage. To make my dreams come true. How will I find another friend like you? Two of a kind, that's what we are. And it seemed, like we were always winning. But as our team, is torn apart, I wish we could go back to the beginning. The time has come. It's for the best, I know it. Who could have guessed that you and I? Somehow, some way, we have to say goodbye."
Faith took another look at Angel. A tear was trembling at the corner of his eye.
"Somehow today, we have to say goodbye," Spike finished.
The room applauded.
"Goodbye Angel," Spike said into the microphone, quite softly so most people missed it. He then walked off the stage and left the bar. Angel sat quite still for a moment and then leapt up and ran after him.
"Spike, wait!"
Spike turned.
"Don't go!" Angel said "Please. I'm so sorry. Please don't say goodbye."
"No," Spike said "Angel, you were right. I can't stay with you, it's twisted."
"No it isn't!" Angel said "We can make it work only please come back!"
Spike looked at him.
"I'm sorry...about everything," Angel said wretchedly "You're my best friend Spike. Together Forever remember? We're Jessy and James!"
Spike went over and hugged Angel tightly.
"I'm James," he whispered into Angel's chest.
"You are so Jessy," Angel whispered back.
For a few moments, the two vampires just stood there, clinging onto each other.
"Oh look. Puffs!"
Angel and Spike turned. There was a crowd of teenagers across the street calling obscenities. Angel looked at Spike.
"What do you think? Big grin?"
"Big grin," Spike agreed.
The two vampires turned to face the teenagers with game faces on, snarling, teeth exposed. The teenagers screamed and scattered with two angry vampires on their heels.
"Well this worked out fine," Faith remarked from the shadows.
"I wonder how long it will take them to notice that another Pokémon song fitted them?" Cordelia wondered.
A faint roar of 'Oh, nooooooooooooo!" echoed in the distance.
"About two minutes," Cordelia said, answering her own question.
"Come on. Lets go and buy Angel some more blood," Wesley said with a sigh "He'll need it with Spike living there."
"You have money?" Faith said.
Wesley removed a wallet from his pocket.
"Oh good. In that case...hey that's Angel's wallet!" Faith said.
"Is it? Good grief, I never noticed," Wesley said innocently.
The End.