Nice Guys Finish Last - Got That? 3
No disclaimer - can't be arsed. I f you * really * want one, make it up yourself.
The TV blared as Anya read that morning's newspaper.
"11 more deaths last night." She called, "7 of them dressed as G I Joe."
Xander came in with a can of Sprite,
"I.e. they're from the Initiative."
"Yup."
Buffy sat in an armchair, nursing her broken finger. She was sulking,
"How did he do it? Am I losing my touch? Y'know I think I'm losing my touch."
On seeing that no one was listening to her, Buffy began to pout. Xander piped up,
"If you ask me, it's all Dead-boy's fault. If he hadn't laughed at Spike little problem, the bastard wouldn't have turned bad."
Giles shook his head,
"No, Spike would have found something else to lose his temper over, without Angel's help."
Willow came in with a thick dusty volume in her arms,
"We need a protection spell. No more Spike indoors."
Buffy nodded,
"He needs to be house trained."
Spike sauntered into Willy's Place with a very smug look on his face.
"Having yer usual Spike?"
"No thanks, I'm full. Stuffed."
"You looking very satisfied."
"Mmm-hmm."
Several of Spike's new found thugs pushed their way into the bar, ready to praise their leader for his triumph over the Initiative…so far. Spike basked in the jubilations of his minions and ordered a vodka from Willy. Just for the sake of celebrating.
As the crowd cleared, Harmony could be heard calling for Spike. When she saw him, she threw her arms around his neck. Spike was amused,
"So look who's crawling back after trying to stake me in my own home."
Harmony pulled away, looking slightly embarrassed. Spike looked at her, a deliberately sexy half-smile playing on his lips,
"S'alright, Pet. You're forgiven." Harmony smiled and went to kiss him, he stopped her, " * But *, you try to pull a stunt like that again, and you fit in an ash-tray." He laughed softly, almost making a joke of it and kissed her lightly. He would have liked to go further, and it would have, had he not been interrupted most rudely,
"Found a new toy Spike?"
A disappointed Spike turned to face the parasitic human, wanting to be left alone with Harmony,
"Listen, Farm-boy, you're in my territory now. Skidaddle."
Riley flipped his stake in the air, twirling it round his finger,
"What's the matter Fangs? Scared of a little competition?" Riley winked at Harmony, Spike caught the hint, he didn't believe it but played along anyway. He turned on Harmony, shouting at her in mock anger. The air headed blonde did not catch on till Spike winked, even then she was slightly apprehensive. While Spike executed this charade with ease, Riley twirled the stake in his hand one more time and attempted to thrust it into Spike's unbeating heart. Needless to say it didn't work. Before the human could get anywhere near him, Spike's thugs had grabbed him from behind and proceeded to put a foot in wherever possible. Spike sighed inwardly,
"Oh leave him be." Then, stood dominantly over the soldier emotionless, "I suggest you go. Now." Riley stood stared Spike straight in the eye, and left the building, staking 3 vamps on his way as a stress reliever. The new top carnivore in Sunnydale turned to his minions,
"If you ever see me being nice like that again, you have permission to stake me. There and then."
Laughter rang out around him, and Spike smiled, absorbing his minions' admiration like a sponge. He let his new toy link arms with him, and left the bar, a voice sounded behind him,
"Ladies and Gentleman, Spike has left the building!!"
No disclaimer - can't be arsed. I f you * really * want one, make it up yourself.
The TV blared as Anya read that morning's newspaper.
"11 more deaths last night." She called, "7 of them dressed as G I Joe."
Xander came in with a can of Sprite,
"I.e. they're from the Initiative."
"Yup."
Buffy sat in an armchair, nursing her broken finger. She was sulking,
"How did he do it? Am I losing my touch? Y'know I think I'm losing my touch."
On seeing that no one was listening to her, Buffy began to pout. Xander piped up,
"If you ask me, it's all Dead-boy's fault. If he hadn't laughed at Spike little problem, the bastard wouldn't have turned bad."
Giles shook his head,
"No, Spike would have found something else to lose his temper over, without Angel's help."
Willow came in with a thick dusty volume in her arms,
"We need a protection spell. No more Spike indoors."
Buffy nodded,
"He needs to be house trained."
Spike sauntered into Willy's Place with a very smug look on his face.
"Having yer usual Spike?"
"No thanks, I'm full. Stuffed."
"You looking very satisfied."
"Mmm-hmm."
Several of Spike's new found thugs pushed their way into the bar, ready to praise their leader for his triumph over the Initiative…so far. Spike basked in the jubilations of his minions and ordered a vodka from Willy. Just for the sake of celebrating.
As the crowd cleared, Harmony could be heard calling for Spike. When she saw him, she threw her arms around his neck. Spike was amused,
"So look who's crawling back after trying to stake me in my own home."
Harmony pulled away, looking slightly embarrassed. Spike looked at her, a deliberately sexy half-smile playing on his lips,
"S'alright, Pet. You're forgiven." Harmony smiled and went to kiss him, he stopped her, " * But *, you try to pull a stunt like that again, and you fit in an ash-tray." He laughed softly, almost making a joke of it and kissed her lightly. He would have liked to go further, and it would have, had he not been interrupted most rudely,
"Found a new toy Spike?"
A disappointed Spike turned to face the parasitic human, wanting to be left alone with Harmony,
"Listen, Farm-boy, you're in my territory now. Skidaddle."
Riley flipped his stake in the air, twirling it round his finger,
"What's the matter Fangs? Scared of a little competition?" Riley winked at Harmony, Spike caught the hint, he didn't believe it but played along anyway. He turned on Harmony, shouting at her in mock anger. The air headed blonde did not catch on till Spike winked, even then she was slightly apprehensive. While Spike executed this charade with ease, Riley twirled the stake in his hand one more time and attempted to thrust it into Spike's unbeating heart. Needless to say it didn't work. Before the human could get anywhere near him, Spike's thugs had grabbed him from behind and proceeded to put a foot in wherever possible. Spike sighed inwardly,
"Oh leave him be." Then, stood dominantly over the soldier emotionless, "I suggest you go. Now." Riley stood stared Spike straight in the eye, and left the building, staking 3 vamps on his way as a stress reliever. The new top carnivore in Sunnydale turned to his minions,
"If you ever see me being nice like that again, you have permission to stake me. There and then."
Laughter rang out around him, and Spike smiled, absorbing his minions' admiration like a sponge. He let his new toy link arms with him, and left the bar, a voice sounded behind him,
"Ladies and Gentleman, Spike has left the building!!"