Buffy and Spike walked quietly through the streets of SunnyDale. Nothing moved. There was no sign of life, or un-life, anywhere. Buffy knew that this usually meant that some new evil was about to rise on the Hellmouth. But right now, her biggest problem was not knowing what to say. The Slayer was so used to mouthing off at the vampire, and now she was supposed to act civil.
But that's what Willow says, and Willow isn't here right now...No. I should really try to be nice to him. After all, he does help us from time to time. And he IS trying his hardest to do good...And he has a really nice smile. Mind in the gutter, Buffy.
Spike noticed the Slayer in deep thought, and decided that it was time to patronize her,
"Wow. I didn't know that brain had anything left in it." He said with a grin.
"Shut up, Spike."
"Ooh. Now that hurt Slayer." Oh, bloody hell. I'm supposed to call her Buffy! Buffy! Buffy! Buffy!
If he can do it, so can I. Buffy thought,
"You know what, Spike? There are a couple things I've been meaning to say to you." She started.
"Oh, please. I'm dying to hear this. No pun intended." He stopped walking, folded his arms across his chest and slumped his shoulders down into his usual "I'm the Big Bad, so don't mess with me" stance. Buffy began to speak again,
"First of all, you are NOT the Big Bad anymore. That ended a long time ago. In fact, you were never bad in the first place." Spike. Annoying, charming, idiotic, handsome, funny...oh, no. No no no no no...I can't have a crush on Spike! Can I?
"Second, I'm only being nice to you because Willow told me to. If it wasn't for her, I would never have left the Bronze with you, and don't you dare try to make one stupid remark about that because I only agreed to come with because I want my stuff back. And that's another thing! Stealing my stuff?! Come on! I know you have a thing for me, but please. Even Angel didn't do that when he was stalking me! If you were really 'The Big Bad' you wouldn't go around into my bedroom trying to steal my underwear." Spike didn't know that she knew about that. It must have been Riley who told her. Stupid poof. Spike tried to look puzzled, but it didn't work.
"Oh yeah," Buffy continued, "Yeah I know about that! Riley told me before he left-" Spike cut her off,
"Oh. I'm so glad that he remembered to tell you that, but somehow it slipped his mind to tell you he was getting suck jobs from vampire whores! So you just turn that finger around missy!"
"Don't bring him into this..." Buffy said, a little uncomfortable at the fact of talking about her latest ex boyfriend.
"I can't win!" Spike threw his arms up into the warm night air. "Every time I try to show you that he was the jerk, you throw it back in my face. I don't know if it was a good thing that I told you or not! Maybe if I hadn't told you, he would still be here and you could stop boring everybody and be useful for a change!" Spike had taken several steps closer to the beautiful Slayer.
"USEFUL?! You want to talk to me about being useful?! Who's the Slayer here?! Who's the one who goes out every night to wander aimlessly through cemeteries hoping to find a couple useless demons so I can make the world a safer place!? Because I'm pretty sure it's not you." Buffy's eyes were beginning to sting at the fact of not being appreciated. Spike, on the other hand, was speechless. He finally came up with a lame attempt to put the subject to rest,
"Come on. Lets go get your stuff and be done with this." They were still inches apart, and neither one was moving. Buffy finally broke the silence by saying,
"I'm not going anywhere with you. Send me my stuff in the mail." The Slayer made a sharp turn on her heel and stomped away.
End Part 3
TBC
Yeah, I know that was short, but I've never been one to write long stories. Part 4 is already started and things are starting to heat up! Please keep giving me feedback! I love getting reviews!
But that's what Willow says, and Willow isn't here right now...No. I should really try to be nice to him. After all, he does help us from time to time. And he IS trying his hardest to do good...And he has a really nice smile. Mind in the gutter, Buffy.
Spike noticed the Slayer in deep thought, and decided that it was time to patronize her,
"Wow. I didn't know that brain had anything left in it." He said with a grin.
"Shut up, Spike."
"Ooh. Now that hurt Slayer." Oh, bloody hell. I'm supposed to call her Buffy! Buffy! Buffy! Buffy!
If he can do it, so can I. Buffy thought,
"You know what, Spike? There are a couple things I've been meaning to say to you." She started.
"Oh, please. I'm dying to hear this. No pun intended." He stopped walking, folded his arms across his chest and slumped his shoulders down into his usual "I'm the Big Bad, so don't mess with me" stance. Buffy began to speak again,
"First of all, you are NOT the Big Bad anymore. That ended a long time ago. In fact, you were never bad in the first place." Spike. Annoying, charming, idiotic, handsome, funny...oh, no. No no no no no...I can't have a crush on Spike! Can I?
"Second, I'm only being nice to you because Willow told me to. If it wasn't for her, I would never have left the Bronze with you, and don't you dare try to make one stupid remark about that because I only agreed to come with because I want my stuff back. And that's another thing! Stealing my stuff?! Come on! I know you have a thing for me, but please. Even Angel didn't do that when he was stalking me! If you were really 'The Big Bad' you wouldn't go around into my bedroom trying to steal my underwear." Spike didn't know that she knew about that. It must have been Riley who told her. Stupid poof. Spike tried to look puzzled, but it didn't work.
"Oh yeah," Buffy continued, "Yeah I know about that! Riley told me before he left-" Spike cut her off,
"Oh. I'm so glad that he remembered to tell you that, but somehow it slipped his mind to tell you he was getting suck jobs from vampire whores! So you just turn that finger around missy!"
"Don't bring him into this..." Buffy said, a little uncomfortable at the fact of talking about her latest ex boyfriend.
"I can't win!" Spike threw his arms up into the warm night air. "Every time I try to show you that he was the jerk, you throw it back in my face. I don't know if it was a good thing that I told you or not! Maybe if I hadn't told you, he would still be here and you could stop boring everybody and be useful for a change!" Spike had taken several steps closer to the beautiful Slayer.
"USEFUL?! You want to talk to me about being useful?! Who's the Slayer here?! Who's the one who goes out every night to wander aimlessly through cemeteries hoping to find a couple useless demons so I can make the world a safer place!? Because I'm pretty sure it's not you." Buffy's eyes were beginning to sting at the fact of not being appreciated. Spike, on the other hand, was speechless. He finally came up with a lame attempt to put the subject to rest,
"Come on. Lets go get your stuff and be done with this." They were still inches apart, and neither one was moving. Buffy finally broke the silence by saying,
"I'm not going anywhere with you. Send me my stuff in the mail." The Slayer made a sharp turn on her heel and stomped away.
End Part 3
TBC
Yeah, I know that was short, but I've never been one to write long stories. Part 4 is already started and things are starting to heat up! Please keep giving me feedback! I love getting reviews!