Title: I Hate Goblins! Part 6-End
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.
Spike landed unceremoniously on his back in a pile of junk. His fall jolted him awake; he sat up and looked around, the place looked like Sunnydale landfill. As he began to get up he stumbled and fell onto a slightly trembling pile of rubbish...
"Hey! Get off my back!" yelled a creaky voice. Spike jumped back in surprise...the junk heap was talking to him. The heap turned around to reveal an old woman goblin with a massive amount of garbage on her back.
"Watch where you're going, Vampire!" She shouted. Spike gave her the finger, turned and walked away. The junk lady looked shot an offended look at his retreating back.
"Young punk!" she called after him.
"Rude old bitch!" Spike called over his shoulder.
"Well I never!" she said, listening to the sound of Spike's laughter in the distance.
Spike stood outside the walls of the Goblin City, somehow he knew that he didn't have much time left. Spike slipped past the sleeping guard at the doors to the main entrance. Now, this part of the movie he remembered, this was when the doors began to close to reveal a huge axe swinging robot...fighting that thing would cost him precious time so he ran through the rapidly closing doors and entered the City.
Jareth was sitting beside the bed watching his future queen sleep when he heard a frantic knock at the door. He resolutely ignored it until he heard his captain of the guard's voice from behind it.
"Your Highness! The vampire is within the city walls and on his way to the Castle!" he shouted through the door. Jareth wrenched the door open.
"What?! Stop him you idiot! Call out the guard! And whatever you do...keep him away from the Castle!" Jareth shouted, pushing the goblin out the door. He turned and looked upon Buffy's sleeping face.
"Don't worry my queen, no one shall come between us...no one!" whispered Jareth, before he orbed to the throne room.
The city was quiet as Spike walked through it...too quiet. It screamed something bad was going to happen. Just then Spike heard a badly sounded trumpet and from every house out popped scores of goblins in battle gear.
"Oh bloody hell! I don't have time for this!" Spike said, looking at the ugly little bastards. The trumpet sounded again and line of goblins that were in front of Spike seated on what looked like little dragons prepared to charge. Spike laughed as the little dragons dragged their feet in the dirt like bulls.
"Charge!" yelled the goblin leader. They all ran at Spike with their little lances upraised, Spike yawned and dodged each and every one of them. Spike put on his game face for the umpteenth time that day and fought his way through the city...ripping off heads, snapping necks. He was having a "bloody" good time doing it too!
"Ah," he said as he tore the head off of a particularly ugly goblin, "Nothing like a good spot of violence to put things in perspective. Eh mate?"
Spike threw the bloody little head to the side and hacked and slashed the rest of the way to the castle steps. The goblins were scared if him now, running like mad when he faced them with the blood of their brethren dripping off of his fangs and mouth. When he reached the steps, Spike bolted up them and pushed on the doors to the castle with all his strength.
The castle was like the labyrinth, filled with turns and twists but Spike navigated his way through them by tracking Buffy's scent. Buffy's scent lead him straight to the throne room where Jareth sat in his throne with an arrogant smile on his face. Spike's game face faded but his eyes remained blazing yellow.
"Where is she?" Spike ground out. Jareth smiled as he produced a crystal, within it was Buffy asleep on the bed as Jareth had left her moments before.
"Forget her, William. Your sweet slayer is mine." Said Jareth triumphantly. Spike growled dangerously, looking at the clock next to Jareth...five minutes left.
"You know you have to let me try...even I know that you're bound by the rules" said Spike. Jareth sighed knowing he was right.
"Sadly, you are right my boy. You have five minutes to convince my lady to return to earth with you..." Jareth said producing another crystal.
"Your Lady? If you forced her..." Spike started. Jareth laughed...
"Forced her? Never! She came to me willingly...so don't be so sure you can convince her to go back with you my dear boy" Jareth said throwing the crystal at Spike's feet. Smoke filled the throne room and as it cleared Spike found himself in another room...a bedroom.
Spike gazed at the bed where Buffy slept and was about to go to her side to wake her when Jareth appeared in the room. Spike scowled at him, Jareth waved his hand over Buffy and again she was dressed in the blue dress from earlier. Buffy opened her sea blue eyes...
"Jareth, hello I...Spike!" exclaimed Buffy, spying the blonde vampire.
"Hello Cutie!" he said with a false note of cheer in his voice. Buffy looked back and forth in between the two men in confusion. Jareth waved his hand again and the room changed to that of the Escher room.
"Buffy, my dear...your William has arrived." Jareth announced to the confused blonde. Spike frowned and held out his hand to Buffy who was standing in between the two men.
"Slayer, luv? Take my hand and we can go back to Sunnyhell." Coaxed Spike. Buffy took one step towards Spike.
"Buffy!" Jareth called. Buffy turned towards him and he held a crystal out to her. "What kind of life do you have there on earth? A life of destruction and death, I can give you a better life, a life of a treasured queen." Buffy took several steps toward Jareth and he shot a smirk in Spike's direction.
"Slayer! What about your friends? The nibblet? They need you! I need you!" Spike shouted. Buffy turned and went nearer to Spike...
"What kind of life can he give you?! A life of everlasting darkness! Not the existence in the light that I can offer you, where you will suffer no more pain, no more death..." said Jareth, looking to Buffy's eyes. And as Buffy moved back towards him and took his hand, Jareth knew that he had her. The clock began to bong...
"Buffy! I-I LOVE YOU!" Spike screamed desperately, knowing he was about to lose her. Buffy whipped her head around and stared at him...
"D-do you mean it?" she asked. Spike thought of a dozen smart ass replies but only one answer would convince her.
"Yes, for a long time now" he said. Buffy tore herself from Jareth's grasp and launched herself into Spike's arms.
"I love you too." She said just as the last bong sounded. In a flash of white light they were back in Buffy living room, with the Scooby Gang staring at them in amazement.
"Hi guys." Buffy said, her cheeks reddening because of the position she and Spike were in. Spike just grinned from his position under her.
"'Allo all" he said, cheerfully. Xander was about to say something when he saw what movie was playing on the t.v
"Ooh Labyrinth! I've always had a thing for that Sarah chick," he said seating himself, the other Scoobies followed suit. Buffy got up and off of Spike to his dismay and switched of the t.v
"Hey!" they chorused.
"Sorry guys...I hate goblins!" she said, switching on a lamp. Just then something under Willow's butt moved, she squeaked and bolted out of the chair...
"Does that mean you hate me, Lady Buffy?" said Dusty crawling out from beneath a pillow.
"Dusty!" Buffy said, snatching up the little goblin and cuddling him to her chest.
"Uh Buffy...what's that?" asked Xander.
"A goblin..." said Buffy.
"What happened to you two?" asked Willow. Buffy sat down in Spike's lap and Xander's eyes widened.
"It's a long story..." Buffy started, looking at Spike, his eyes twinkling with merriment.
"Oh we have time..." said Xander, shooting a glare at Spike. Spike didn't say a word, he was just glad that Buffy was back where she belonged...in Sunnydale, with him.
And as Buffy and Spike regaled the group with what happened, no one noticed a snow-white owl that had been watching them, perched just outside the bushes, take flight.
*You WILL be mine Buffy...I hate goblins indeed!*
THE END...or is it?
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.
Spike landed unceremoniously on his back in a pile of junk. His fall jolted him awake; he sat up and looked around, the place looked like Sunnydale landfill. As he began to get up he stumbled and fell onto a slightly trembling pile of rubbish...
"Hey! Get off my back!" yelled a creaky voice. Spike jumped back in surprise...the junk heap was talking to him. The heap turned around to reveal an old woman goblin with a massive amount of garbage on her back.
"Watch where you're going, Vampire!" She shouted. Spike gave her the finger, turned and walked away. The junk lady looked shot an offended look at his retreating back.
"Young punk!" she called after him.
"Rude old bitch!" Spike called over his shoulder.
"Well I never!" she said, listening to the sound of Spike's laughter in the distance.
Spike stood outside the walls of the Goblin City, somehow he knew that he didn't have much time left. Spike slipped past the sleeping guard at the doors to the main entrance. Now, this part of the movie he remembered, this was when the doors began to close to reveal a huge axe swinging robot...fighting that thing would cost him precious time so he ran through the rapidly closing doors and entered the City.
Jareth was sitting beside the bed watching his future queen sleep when he heard a frantic knock at the door. He resolutely ignored it until he heard his captain of the guard's voice from behind it.
"Your Highness! The vampire is within the city walls and on his way to the Castle!" he shouted through the door. Jareth wrenched the door open.
"What?! Stop him you idiot! Call out the guard! And whatever you do...keep him away from the Castle!" Jareth shouted, pushing the goblin out the door. He turned and looked upon Buffy's sleeping face.
"Don't worry my queen, no one shall come between us...no one!" whispered Jareth, before he orbed to the throne room.
The city was quiet as Spike walked through it...too quiet. It screamed something bad was going to happen. Just then Spike heard a badly sounded trumpet and from every house out popped scores of goblins in battle gear.
"Oh bloody hell! I don't have time for this!" Spike said, looking at the ugly little bastards. The trumpet sounded again and line of goblins that were in front of Spike seated on what looked like little dragons prepared to charge. Spike laughed as the little dragons dragged their feet in the dirt like bulls.
"Charge!" yelled the goblin leader. They all ran at Spike with their little lances upraised, Spike yawned and dodged each and every one of them. Spike put on his game face for the umpteenth time that day and fought his way through the city...ripping off heads, snapping necks. He was having a "bloody" good time doing it too!
"Ah," he said as he tore the head off of a particularly ugly goblin, "Nothing like a good spot of violence to put things in perspective. Eh mate?"
Spike threw the bloody little head to the side and hacked and slashed the rest of the way to the castle steps. The goblins were scared if him now, running like mad when he faced them with the blood of their brethren dripping off of his fangs and mouth. When he reached the steps, Spike bolted up them and pushed on the doors to the castle with all his strength.
The castle was like the labyrinth, filled with turns and twists but Spike navigated his way through them by tracking Buffy's scent. Buffy's scent lead him straight to the throne room where Jareth sat in his throne with an arrogant smile on his face. Spike's game face faded but his eyes remained blazing yellow.
"Where is she?" Spike ground out. Jareth smiled as he produced a crystal, within it was Buffy asleep on the bed as Jareth had left her moments before.
"Forget her, William. Your sweet slayer is mine." Said Jareth triumphantly. Spike growled dangerously, looking at the clock next to Jareth...five minutes left.
"You know you have to let me try...even I know that you're bound by the rules" said Spike. Jareth sighed knowing he was right.
"Sadly, you are right my boy. You have five minutes to convince my lady to return to earth with you..." Jareth said producing another crystal.
"Your Lady? If you forced her..." Spike started. Jareth laughed...
"Forced her? Never! She came to me willingly...so don't be so sure you can convince her to go back with you my dear boy" Jareth said throwing the crystal at Spike's feet. Smoke filled the throne room and as it cleared Spike found himself in another room...a bedroom.
Spike gazed at the bed where Buffy slept and was about to go to her side to wake her when Jareth appeared in the room. Spike scowled at him, Jareth waved his hand over Buffy and again she was dressed in the blue dress from earlier. Buffy opened her sea blue eyes...
"Jareth, hello I...Spike!" exclaimed Buffy, spying the blonde vampire.
"Hello Cutie!" he said with a false note of cheer in his voice. Buffy looked back and forth in between the two men in confusion. Jareth waved his hand again and the room changed to that of the Escher room.
"Buffy, my dear...your William has arrived." Jareth announced to the confused blonde. Spike frowned and held out his hand to Buffy who was standing in between the two men.
"Slayer, luv? Take my hand and we can go back to Sunnyhell." Coaxed Spike. Buffy took one step towards Spike.
"Buffy!" Jareth called. Buffy turned towards him and he held a crystal out to her. "What kind of life do you have there on earth? A life of destruction and death, I can give you a better life, a life of a treasured queen." Buffy took several steps toward Jareth and he shot a smirk in Spike's direction.
"Slayer! What about your friends? The nibblet? They need you! I need you!" Spike shouted. Buffy turned and went nearer to Spike...
"What kind of life can he give you?! A life of everlasting darkness! Not the existence in the light that I can offer you, where you will suffer no more pain, no more death..." said Jareth, looking to Buffy's eyes. And as Buffy moved back towards him and took his hand, Jareth knew that he had her. The clock began to bong...
"Buffy! I-I LOVE YOU!" Spike screamed desperately, knowing he was about to lose her. Buffy whipped her head around and stared at him...
"D-do you mean it?" she asked. Spike thought of a dozen smart ass replies but only one answer would convince her.
"Yes, for a long time now" he said. Buffy tore herself from Jareth's grasp and launched herself into Spike's arms.
"I love you too." She said just as the last bong sounded. In a flash of white light they were back in Buffy living room, with the Scooby Gang staring at them in amazement.
"Hi guys." Buffy said, her cheeks reddening because of the position she and Spike were in. Spike just grinned from his position under her.
"'Allo all" he said, cheerfully. Xander was about to say something when he saw what movie was playing on the t.v
"Ooh Labyrinth! I've always had a thing for that Sarah chick," he said seating himself, the other Scoobies followed suit. Buffy got up and off of Spike to his dismay and switched of the t.v
"Hey!" they chorused.
"Sorry guys...I hate goblins!" she said, switching on a lamp. Just then something under Willow's butt moved, she squeaked and bolted out of the chair...
"Does that mean you hate me, Lady Buffy?" said Dusty crawling out from beneath a pillow.
"Dusty!" Buffy said, snatching up the little goblin and cuddling him to her chest.
"Uh Buffy...what's that?" asked Xander.
"A goblin..." said Buffy.
"What happened to you two?" asked Willow. Buffy sat down in Spike's lap and Xander's eyes widened.
"It's a long story..." Buffy started, looking at Spike, his eyes twinkling with merriment.
"Oh we have time..." said Xander, shooting a glare at Spike. Spike didn't say a word, he was just glad that Buffy was back where she belonged...in Sunnydale, with him.
And as Buffy and Spike regaled the group with what happened, no one noticed a snow-white owl that had been watching them, perched just outside the bushes, take flight.
*You WILL be mine Buffy...I hate goblins indeed!*
THE END...or is it?