Title: I Hate Goblins! Part 3
Author: Vampy
E-mail: Vampybaby619@hotmail.com
Rating: PG-13
Distribution: Anyone who wants it, just lemme know where it's going
Summary: Buffy/Labyrinth crossover. Spike wishes Buffy away by accident and wackiness ensues...
Disclaimer: I own nothing, Joss owns the BtVS stuff and Jim Henson owns the Laby stuff
Author's Note: Not only am I a Buffy freak, I'm a Labyrinth freak too...great huh? Also in the beginning of this fic Spike and Buffy are only friends, later the relationship develops into more.
"Labyrinth? Iffin I'm right there are supposed to be turns and twists so where the bloody hell are they?" Spike said to himself.
"Allo" said a little voice from his right. Spike looked around and saw no one; there was just a little blue worm with a red scarf around his next resting by a hole in the rock. Spike got down on his knees and studied the little worm more closely.
"Yes, I did say 'allo" said the worm, with a cheeky grin. Spike sat back on his heels and blinked.
"Right then, do you think you can tell me how to get out of this bloody corridor, blue?" Spike asked. "Because I don't see any soddin' way out"
"Well, this corridor is full openings, it's just you ain't seeing them" the worm replied. "Why don't you come inside and have a nice cup of tea" Spike looked at the little worm strangely at his offer...He sounded like Dru.
"Um, no thanks mate. I got a Slayer to save and all...so if you could just tell me where the first available opening is I'll be on my merry way." Said Spike.
"Well, there's one just across there, right in front of ya," said the worm, gesturing to the other side of the corridor with his head.
"Are you daft? There's just wall there..." Spike replied, standing up and giving the wall a once over.
"You just try walking through it, you'll see what I mean" said the worm watching Spike intently. Spike put his hands out in front of him so he would have a huge bump on his head if he banged against the wall. Instead of banging into the wall Spike went right through it.
"See? Things aren't always what they seem in this place." The worm called. Spike gave the little guy a good natured salute then started off to the right...
"Hang on!" the worm yelled. Spike turned back around to hear what he had to say.
"Don't go that way! Never go that way..." the worm told him. Spike shrugged and still went to right. The worm sighed.
"His highness will be most displeased at this," he thought, as he crawled into his hole. Neither Spike nor the worm say the white owl flying overhead, Jareth had seen what had taken place and he wasn't happy. It was time to put his plan into action...
"Jareth! Jareth!" Buffy called. The goblins had been getting on her nerves, all the goblins, save Dusty. She had already kicked one huge mother of a goblin in his little goblin parts for staring at her lustily and trying to grab her. She had enough!
"Yes, Buffy" Jareth whispered into her ear, suddenly materializing behind her. Buffy shivered at his nearness. She whipped around quickly to face him.
"Um, hi. I came to ask you if there's a place for Dusty and I to relax, away from all these...things. Especially, that one!" said Buffy, pointing to a goblin that was holding his parts and writhing in pain in a corner of the throne room. Jareth laughed for the second time that day...
"Gave him what he deserved, eh?" he asked with a smile. Buffy nodded and returned his smile.
"I'll show you to a room where you may rest" said Jareth, offering his arm. Buffy hesitated. *Does, the word enemy ring a bell? But he's just so handsome and charming* After what seemed like forever she took his arm, held Dusty firmly in the other, and smiled again. The goblins watched as they shimmered and disappeared.
When the room stopped spinning, Buffy noticed they were standing in front of a wooden door with intricately carved roses all over it. She looked over at Jareth and he smiled in that sexy way of his. (You Laby fans know what I'm talking about) *Sexy? Did I just think of my captor as sexy?*
"Well, don't just stand there my girl. Open the door..." said Jareth, with a small laugh. Buffy's hand closed over the knob and she opened the door, she gasped at the beautiful sight that greeted her. The room was decorated in shades of cream and rose. The four-poster canopy bed had the same wooden rose carvings as the door; there was a wardrobe and a dresser with a huge mirror, both with the same carvings. She loved the room instantly. Buffy turned to thank the Goblin King but he had vanished...
Jareth had gone back to the throne room to check on Spike's progress, a crystal materialized in his hand and he gazed into it. Spike was already in the Fiery Woods, he had no doubt that those little monsters would stall him, still Jareth changed into the form of an owl and took off over the forest.
"The things I do for that girl," muttered Spike as he made his way through the wood. He heard a twig snap somewhere in the woods and he put on his game face, scanning the wood for enemies. Suddenly, out of no where a creature with fiery orange fur jumped out at him and Spike sent his fist crashing into it's face. Its head flew off and into a bush.
"Hey man, That's a friend of mine!" yelled another one of the strange creatures. Spike looked around and noticed these creatures surrounded him. The body of the one he had hit clumsily walked over to the bushes and re-attached its head. The thing glared at him...
"Now we get to take your head off," it said menacingly.
"Yeah! Let's take off his head!" yelled another. Spike didn't like the look of this but he was spoiling for a good fight and if these ugly little bastards were looking for a fight, he'd be happy to oblige them. He got into a relaxed fighting stance and waited for an attack. The creatures looked at each other, they didn't expect him to want to fight with them.
"Aren't you gonna run?" asked the fattest of the group.
"Run? From you poncy little buggers? Not bloody likely!" Said Spike with a bitter laugh. He slipped into his game face and they all froze, then all at once they ran screaming in the direction they came from. Spike's game face melted away and he looked disappointed...
"Nobody wants to play with me...Cowards!" he said, yelling the last part into the woods so the creatures would hear. Jareth watched from the trees in owl form, he mentally cursed the Fireys and vowed to punish them later. Spike's stomach growled loudly, so loudly that Jareth heard it from his position in the trees. *I could use this to my advantage*
From behind him, Spike heard a gurgling noise. When he turned around the sight of a bubbling fountain greeted him...except this fountain wasn't bubbling with water, it was bubbling with blood...human blood. The demon within him stirred. He walked toward the fountain and stuck one finger in the flow of blood. It tasted normal; Spike looked around, shrugged and took a gulp of the blood. It was hot and delicious...something he hadn't tasted in so long. After he had drunk his fill of the blood, he began to feel strange...everything was dancing and he had to sit down. Spike looked around dazedly when something glistening in an addled ray of sunshine caught his eye. It was bubble and within was an image of Buffy wearing the most beautiful gown he had ever seen. That was the last thing Spike saw before he passed out...
Author: Vampy
E-mail: Vampybaby619@hotmail.com
Rating: PG-13
Distribution: Anyone who wants it, just lemme know where it's going
Summary: Buffy/Labyrinth crossover. Spike wishes Buffy away by accident and wackiness ensues...
Disclaimer: I own nothing, Joss owns the BtVS stuff and Jim Henson owns the Laby stuff
Author's Note: Not only am I a Buffy freak, I'm a Labyrinth freak too...great huh? Also in the beginning of this fic Spike and Buffy are only friends, later the relationship develops into more.
"Labyrinth? Iffin I'm right there are supposed to be turns and twists so where the bloody hell are they?" Spike said to himself.
"Allo" said a little voice from his right. Spike looked around and saw no one; there was just a little blue worm with a red scarf around his next resting by a hole in the rock. Spike got down on his knees and studied the little worm more closely.
"Yes, I did say 'allo" said the worm, with a cheeky grin. Spike sat back on his heels and blinked.
"Right then, do you think you can tell me how to get out of this bloody corridor, blue?" Spike asked. "Because I don't see any soddin' way out"
"Well, this corridor is full openings, it's just you ain't seeing them" the worm replied. "Why don't you come inside and have a nice cup of tea" Spike looked at the little worm strangely at his offer...He sounded like Dru.
"Um, no thanks mate. I got a Slayer to save and all...so if you could just tell me where the first available opening is I'll be on my merry way." Said Spike.
"Well, there's one just across there, right in front of ya," said the worm, gesturing to the other side of the corridor with his head.
"Are you daft? There's just wall there..." Spike replied, standing up and giving the wall a once over.
"You just try walking through it, you'll see what I mean" said the worm watching Spike intently. Spike put his hands out in front of him so he would have a huge bump on his head if he banged against the wall. Instead of banging into the wall Spike went right through it.
"See? Things aren't always what they seem in this place." The worm called. Spike gave the little guy a good natured salute then started off to the right...
"Hang on!" the worm yelled. Spike turned back around to hear what he had to say.
"Don't go that way! Never go that way..." the worm told him. Spike shrugged and still went to right. The worm sighed.
"His highness will be most displeased at this," he thought, as he crawled into his hole. Neither Spike nor the worm say the white owl flying overhead, Jareth had seen what had taken place and he wasn't happy. It was time to put his plan into action...
"Jareth! Jareth!" Buffy called. The goblins had been getting on her nerves, all the goblins, save Dusty. She had already kicked one huge mother of a goblin in his little goblin parts for staring at her lustily and trying to grab her. She had enough!
"Yes, Buffy" Jareth whispered into her ear, suddenly materializing behind her. Buffy shivered at his nearness. She whipped around quickly to face him.
"Um, hi. I came to ask you if there's a place for Dusty and I to relax, away from all these...things. Especially, that one!" said Buffy, pointing to a goblin that was holding his parts and writhing in pain in a corner of the throne room. Jareth laughed for the second time that day...
"Gave him what he deserved, eh?" he asked with a smile. Buffy nodded and returned his smile.
"I'll show you to a room where you may rest" said Jareth, offering his arm. Buffy hesitated. *Does, the word enemy ring a bell? But he's just so handsome and charming* After what seemed like forever she took his arm, held Dusty firmly in the other, and smiled again. The goblins watched as they shimmered and disappeared.
When the room stopped spinning, Buffy noticed they were standing in front of a wooden door with intricately carved roses all over it. She looked over at Jareth and he smiled in that sexy way of his. (You Laby fans know what I'm talking about) *Sexy? Did I just think of my captor as sexy?*
"Well, don't just stand there my girl. Open the door..." said Jareth, with a small laugh. Buffy's hand closed over the knob and she opened the door, she gasped at the beautiful sight that greeted her. The room was decorated in shades of cream and rose. The four-poster canopy bed had the same wooden rose carvings as the door; there was a wardrobe and a dresser with a huge mirror, both with the same carvings. She loved the room instantly. Buffy turned to thank the Goblin King but he had vanished...
Jareth had gone back to the throne room to check on Spike's progress, a crystal materialized in his hand and he gazed into it. Spike was already in the Fiery Woods, he had no doubt that those little monsters would stall him, still Jareth changed into the form of an owl and took off over the forest.
"The things I do for that girl," muttered Spike as he made his way through the wood. He heard a twig snap somewhere in the woods and he put on his game face, scanning the wood for enemies. Suddenly, out of no where a creature with fiery orange fur jumped out at him and Spike sent his fist crashing into it's face. Its head flew off and into a bush.
"Hey man, That's a friend of mine!" yelled another one of the strange creatures. Spike looked around and noticed these creatures surrounded him. The body of the one he had hit clumsily walked over to the bushes and re-attached its head. The thing glared at him...
"Now we get to take your head off," it said menacingly.
"Yeah! Let's take off his head!" yelled another. Spike didn't like the look of this but he was spoiling for a good fight and if these ugly little bastards were looking for a fight, he'd be happy to oblige them. He got into a relaxed fighting stance and waited for an attack. The creatures looked at each other, they didn't expect him to want to fight with them.
"Aren't you gonna run?" asked the fattest of the group.
"Run? From you poncy little buggers? Not bloody likely!" Said Spike with a bitter laugh. He slipped into his game face and they all froze, then all at once they ran screaming in the direction they came from. Spike's game face melted away and he looked disappointed...
"Nobody wants to play with me...Cowards!" he said, yelling the last part into the woods so the creatures would hear. Jareth watched from the trees in owl form, he mentally cursed the Fireys and vowed to punish them later. Spike's stomach growled loudly, so loudly that Jareth heard it from his position in the trees. *I could use this to my advantage*
From behind him, Spike heard a gurgling noise. When he turned around the sight of a bubbling fountain greeted him...except this fountain wasn't bubbling with water, it was bubbling with blood...human blood. The demon within him stirred. He walked toward the fountain and stuck one finger in the flow of blood. It tasted normal; Spike looked around, shrugged and took a gulp of the blood. It was hot and delicious...something he hadn't tasted in so long. After he had drunk his fill of the blood, he began to feel strange...everything was dancing and he had to sit down. Spike looked around dazedly when something glistening in an addled ray of sunshine caught his eye. It was bubble and within was an image of Buffy wearing the most beautiful gown he had ever seen. That was the last thing Spike saw before he passed out...