author: Brandi Vincent
disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this fanfiction. They either belong to Joss Whedon or the creators of a cd rom game called Alice; soon to be a movie in another 3 years. But I own Doosle Keleprity and the skeleton dudes.
title: Horrorland
chapter: 6 Tea Time
rate: PG-13 (because I said so)
genre: Horror, Humor, and Action
summary: Doosle has some useful information again. Something about Buffy's new cramps... And look! It's Tea Time with...
thoughts: Sup. R & R. Nothing much else except that I wanna know your opinions on my story. Thanks, I owe it all to you! Keep it real. Invader Zim is cool. Spongebob Squarepants is better. When you read about Horrorland, you better get a sweater.
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Spike got up and ran to the room, finding that Buffy wasn't hurt. Buffy stared at nothing, shocked. Doosle looked worried for her.
"What is it luv?" Spike asked. Buffy was speechless. Doosle just looked at Spike.
"Take good care of her, vampire." Doosle said and walked out of the room. He poked his head back in. "Also be lucky this is a peaceful town." And he left.
"What is it pet?" Spike ran over to Buffy. Buffy snapped out of her trance.
"Well... remember that night at Doosle's?"
"Yea?"
"We didn't use protection."
(This is my note: Do not tell me that vampires can't give life because Darla and Angel are big proof that they can. So there.)
"Wha-what?"
"I'm pregnant, Spike. Your baby." Spike stood there, stunned. "Well?"
"I don't know. You're going to have it, right?"
"Probably."
"Don't take this the wrong way, but let me think." Spike stood there, thinking hard. What do I do? Can I handle a baby? I love Buffy to death, but.... Hey! I love Buffy. I'll love the baby. That's final. Spike thought. Buffy looked at him, waiting. "I love you Buffy. I would and will do anything for you. And I'll love the baby. I would and will do anything for... the baby." Buffy smiled and hugged him tightly. Doosle peeked back in.
"Sorry, just heard Spike's thoughts and figured yer guys settled things out." He walked in. "Do you wanna know what gender it is?"
"Yes." They both said.
"It's a girl. And yer have no idea what powers it will hold. But it won't be a slayer. And it won't be a vampire of course. Sorta like a witch. She will be very special. Watch her with your life. Combining slayer and vampire blood is... extraordinary. Probably done 2 out of 10 times. But honestly, no slayer has kinda ever fallen in love with a vampire. But Buffy, you are unusual anyways so wouldn't matter now, would it? She will be a very powerful witch, don't let her powers get out of hand, ever." Doosle replied.
"Oh." Buffy said, speechless, again.
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"Once I think about it, I don't mind at all about this baby. Except about you explaining it to your friends." Spike said, walking back down the blue path, Buffy nestled in his arms.
"You had doubts?" She asked.
"Didn't you?"
"Well, yea. Because my baby is yours too."
"What's so strange about it?"
"You're... Spike. That's just it."
"So?"
"OK, you tried killing me a lot of times, you're a vampire, and how do I tell our child her father's name is Spike?"
"I try to put the killing part behind us. And I love you."
"I know. But... it's just weird, OK?"
"I see you found out my friendsss." They looked up. As usual, the cheshire cat was swaying on the branches.
"Hi." Buffy said and Spike continued walking.
"Hold up." The cheshire did his little appear in front of them again. As usual, his smile still glowing. But it wasn't a normal, friendly smile. It was always an evil grin.
"What?" Buffy asked. "Another quest?"
"No. You saw the sign that said 'Wonderland'', right? Well you're in it. But this whole world is still Horrorland, ssso thingsss will still be crazy. But a little more familiar creaturesss here. Thisss is probably the mossst peaccceful town around."
"Are you kidding? Tweedle-dee and dum wanted to eat us."
"That'sss asss niccce as you're going to get. Of courssse you might think, 'What isss thisss cat thinking? It'sss been easssy ssso far!' Don't get ssso comfy, my friendsss, don't one bit think the rest of thisss trip will be scar free. And protect her stomach with your life, vampire." He disapeared. And for the first time, he wasn't smiling. More like a worried, scarred frown.
"Weird." Buffy muttered and Spike started walking again.
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Buffy and Spike heard distance singing not to far away.
"What's that?" She asked, as they looked around.
"Don't know." Spike replied in a low, untrusting voice. The singing stopped.
"Who goes there?" Someone asked in a British accent.
"Can't trust, nope, can't trust." Another said.
"Fuck it all. Want more tea?" A squeaky voice asked. They weren't anywhere to be seen. But to the right of Buffy and Spike, were hedges.
"Over there." Buffy whispered. Spike walked over to the hedges.
"Don't come any closer, I hear you! I know karate! Hoohoohoo!" Something laughed like Tigger. Suddenly, a hedge opened. A door. A midget in a top hat looked back at them.
"Don't worry Mr. Hare! It's just some silly kids. We're having an un- birthday you know. You show very rude behavior towards it. Come on in and join us and have a spot of tea, woohoohoo." Spike looked at Buffy.
"I don't think we should mate, uh, we don't like tea." Spike said and started turning away, knowing it was the one and only, Mad Hatter.
"Nonsense. I won't take no for an answer. Woohoohoo!" The Mad Hatter replied.
"You hear? We don't like tea." Spike lied.
"Don't like tea?" The Mad Hatter gave a weird, confused look. "That's a good one, everybody loves tea, and cake!" He pulled Spike through the hedge door and closed it. "Sit down! Sit down!" Mr. Hare starred at them.
"Well, they're a little fat." A turned serious to a laughing frenzee. "Hoohoohoohoo! Tea?" Spike put Buffy down and sat in a chair.
"Tea?" A little mouse popped out of a tea kettle.
"Ah!" Buffy screeched.
"Don't mind him, he's just crazy, what's your name's chums?" The Mad Hatter said.
"Buffy, and that's Spike, yours? Not that I probably already don't know." Buffy replied.
"Mad Hatter silly, and that's Mr. Hare. Tea?" He asked.
"Uh, no thanks." Spike said. He was barely in the shadows of the trees anymore. It was more bright and sunnier over here. But his seat was directly in the darkness of the trees.
"Move down!" Mr. Hare yelled and they moved down a chair.
"What?" Buffy asked, confused.
"Move down, silly girl, move down!" The Mad Hatter yelled calmly and pushed her to the seat next to her. Spike shot up.
"Watch it you bloody bloke!" He yelled at the crazy midget.
"What is the fuss about?" The Mad Hatter asked, sipping his tea.
"I'm fine, Spike." Buffy said.
"I'm supposed to protect you. Especially that you're pregnant." Spike replied.
"Pregnant? Goody! Let's have a baby shower! I'll get the streamers! How many months has it been?" The Mad Hatter asked.
"I've got the ribbons!" Mr. Hare yelled.
"Like a week or so." Buffy replied.
"Really? Then you only have a few more weeks to go!" Mad Hatter beamed.
"A few weeks?" Buffy asked.
"Oh yes silly! You know that Horrorland is different in many ways! The months here are a couple of days. So that's why we love celebrating stuff, because a holiday is almost every other day. Or month! Woohoohoo! Everybody knows that." He took a sip out of his tea.
"Spike, we only have about 18 days left then." Buffy said, looking worried.
"Terrible, just terrible." The Mad Hatter looked down at his tea, then back up. "Tea anybody?"
Have a Spot of Tea
disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this fanfiction. They either belong to Joss Whedon or the creators of a cd rom game called Alice; soon to be a movie in another 3 years. But I own Doosle Keleprity and the skeleton dudes.
title: Horrorland
chapter: 6 Tea Time
rate: PG-13 (because I said so)
genre: Horror, Humor, and Action
summary: Doosle has some useful information again. Something about Buffy's new cramps... And look! It's Tea Time with...
thoughts: Sup. R & R. Nothing much else except that I wanna know your opinions on my story. Thanks, I owe it all to you! Keep it real. Invader Zim is cool. Spongebob Squarepants is better. When you read about Horrorland, you better get a sweater.
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Spike got up and ran to the room, finding that Buffy wasn't hurt. Buffy stared at nothing, shocked. Doosle looked worried for her.
"What is it luv?" Spike asked. Buffy was speechless. Doosle just looked at Spike.
"Take good care of her, vampire." Doosle said and walked out of the room. He poked his head back in. "Also be lucky this is a peaceful town." And he left.
"What is it pet?" Spike ran over to Buffy. Buffy snapped out of her trance.
"Well... remember that night at Doosle's?"
"Yea?"
"We didn't use protection."
(This is my note: Do not tell me that vampires can't give life because Darla and Angel are big proof that they can. So there.)
"Wha-what?"
"I'm pregnant, Spike. Your baby." Spike stood there, stunned. "Well?"
"I don't know. You're going to have it, right?"
"Probably."
"Don't take this the wrong way, but let me think." Spike stood there, thinking hard. What do I do? Can I handle a baby? I love Buffy to death, but.... Hey! I love Buffy. I'll love the baby. That's final. Spike thought. Buffy looked at him, waiting. "I love you Buffy. I would and will do anything for you. And I'll love the baby. I would and will do anything for... the baby." Buffy smiled and hugged him tightly. Doosle peeked back in.
"Sorry, just heard Spike's thoughts and figured yer guys settled things out." He walked in. "Do you wanna know what gender it is?"
"Yes." They both said.
"It's a girl. And yer have no idea what powers it will hold. But it won't be a slayer. And it won't be a vampire of course. Sorta like a witch. She will be very special. Watch her with your life. Combining slayer and vampire blood is... extraordinary. Probably done 2 out of 10 times. But honestly, no slayer has kinda ever fallen in love with a vampire. But Buffy, you are unusual anyways so wouldn't matter now, would it? She will be a very powerful witch, don't let her powers get out of hand, ever." Doosle replied.
"Oh." Buffy said, speechless, again.
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"Once I think about it, I don't mind at all about this baby. Except about you explaining it to your friends." Spike said, walking back down the blue path, Buffy nestled in his arms.
"You had doubts?" She asked.
"Didn't you?"
"Well, yea. Because my baby is yours too."
"What's so strange about it?"
"You're... Spike. That's just it."
"So?"
"OK, you tried killing me a lot of times, you're a vampire, and how do I tell our child her father's name is Spike?"
"I try to put the killing part behind us. And I love you."
"I know. But... it's just weird, OK?"
"I see you found out my friendsss." They looked up. As usual, the cheshire cat was swaying on the branches.
"Hi." Buffy said and Spike continued walking.
"Hold up." The cheshire did his little appear in front of them again. As usual, his smile still glowing. But it wasn't a normal, friendly smile. It was always an evil grin.
"What?" Buffy asked. "Another quest?"
"No. You saw the sign that said 'Wonderland'', right? Well you're in it. But this whole world is still Horrorland, ssso thingsss will still be crazy. But a little more familiar creaturesss here. Thisss is probably the mossst peaccceful town around."
"Are you kidding? Tweedle-dee and dum wanted to eat us."
"That'sss asss niccce as you're going to get. Of courssse you might think, 'What isss thisss cat thinking? It'sss been easssy ssso far!' Don't get ssso comfy, my friendsss, don't one bit think the rest of thisss trip will be scar free. And protect her stomach with your life, vampire." He disapeared. And for the first time, he wasn't smiling. More like a worried, scarred frown.
"Weird." Buffy muttered and Spike started walking again.
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Buffy and Spike heard distance singing not to far away.
"What's that?" She asked, as they looked around.
"Don't know." Spike replied in a low, untrusting voice. The singing stopped.
"Who goes there?" Someone asked in a British accent.
"Can't trust, nope, can't trust." Another said.
"Fuck it all. Want more tea?" A squeaky voice asked. They weren't anywhere to be seen. But to the right of Buffy and Spike, were hedges.
"Over there." Buffy whispered. Spike walked over to the hedges.
"Don't come any closer, I hear you! I know karate! Hoohoohoo!" Something laughed like Tigger. Suddenly, a hedge opened. A door. A midget in a top hat looked back at them.
"Don't worry Mr. Hare! It's just some silly kids. We're having an un- birthday you know. You show very rude behavior towards it. Come on in and join us and have a spot of tea, woohoohoo." Spike looked at Buffy.
"I don't think we should mate, uh, we don't like tea." Spike said and started turning away, knowing it was the one and only, Mad Hatter.
"Nonsense. I won't take no for an answer. Woohoohoo!" The Mad Hatter replied.
"You hear? We don't like tea." Spike lied.
"Don't like tea?" The Mad Hatter gave a weird, confused look. "That's a good one, everybody loves tea, and cake!" He pulled Spike through the hedge door and closed it. "Sit down! Sit down!" Mr. Hare starred at them.
"Well, they're a little fat." A turned serious to a laughing frenzee. "Hoohoohoohoo! Tea?" Spike put Buffy down and sat in a chair.
"Tea?" A little mouse popped out of a tea kettle.
"Ah!" Buffy screeched.
"Don't mind him, he's just crazy, what's your name's chums?" The Mad Hatter said.
"Buffy, and that's Spike, yours? Not that I probably already don't know." Buffy replied.
"Mad Hatter silly, and that's Mr. Hare. Tea?" He asked.
"Uh, no thanks." Spike said. He was barely in the shadows of the trees anymore. It was more bright and sunnier over here. But his seat was directly in the darkness of the trees.
"Move down!" Mr. Hare yelled and they moved down a chair.
"What?" Buffy asked, confused.
"Move down, silly girl, move down!" The Mad Hatter yelled calmly and pushed her to the seat next to her. Spike shot up.
"Watch it you bloody bloke!" He yelled at the crazy midget.
"What is the fuss about?" The Mad Hatter asked, sipping his tea.
"I'm fine, Spike." Buffy said.
"I'm supposed to protect you. Especially that you're pregnant." Spike replied.
"Pregnant? Goody! Let's have a baby shower! I'll get the streamers! How many months has it been?" The Mad Hatter asked.
"I've got the ribbons!" Mr. Hare yelled.
"Like a week or so." Buffy replied.
"Really? Then you only have a few more weeks to go!" Mad Hatter beamed.
"A few weeks?" Buffy asked.
"Oh yes silly! You know that Horrorland is different in many ways! The months here are a couple of days. So that's why we love celebrating stuff, because a holiday is almost every other day. Or month! Woohoohoo! Everybody knows that." He took a sip out of his tea.
"Spike, we only have about 18 days left then." Buffy said, looking worried.
"Terrible, just terrible." The Mad Hatter looked down at his tea, then back up. "Tea anybody?"
Have a Spot of Tea