Lucifer started dashing around the house madly, barring the windows and doors. "What are you doing?"
Lucifer grinned, "We're going to play a little game. Untie them."
"Sorry mate, did I just hear you right?"
"Yes you did, now untie them." Spike shrugged and started untying everyone.
Lucifer helped as well. He finally came to the very last person, she was shaking terribly and tears were falling down her cheeks. "Please Sir Lucifer, what will you do to us?" Lucifer put his finger to her lips. "Hush now Lady Sibyl, do not worry. I'm going to let you all go. Simple as that." She swallowed hard, gasping between sobs, "You shall?" He helped her stand and she started to take a few shaky paces to leave. "Yes." Others began to get up and walk away, quite unsure of themselves. "Spike, do you wish to start?" Lucifer asked smiling.
Spike leaned against the wall and shook his head, "No please, after you." They both transformed into their true vampiric form and started running after everyone. They either drank, or simply snapped them in half. The horrific screams echoed throughout the house and they had a magnificent feast with each other's company.
***
"Drusilla, I'm home!" Spike called as they entered the old mansion.
Drusilla came and smiled, overjoyed. "Spike my sweet." She kissed him and suddenly her expression changed to a hurtful look. "You've been gone for almost 2 whole nights. I was lonely."
Spike put his arms around her hips lazily. "I'm sorry kitten. But look, I found us a friend." Drusilla's gaze turned to Lucifer and she held out her hand. He kissed it tenderly and grinned mischievously.
"Madam, you are a feast...for the eyes." Drusilla smiled approvingly.
"Can he come to bed with us tonight?"
"Yes, may I?" He asked, kissing up her arm teasingly.
Spike shoved him away and took Drusilla by her waist. "No. There are 100 rooms here, go find one."
Lucifer sighed, "As you wish. Farewell beautiful goddess of evil. And goodnight to you William."
Spike rolled his eyes and took Drusilla away, "Goodnight Lucifer."
Drusilla giggled, "I like him, he knows how to treat a girl."
"Quiet Dru."
***
Present
"Spike?!" The red headed vampire asked astonished. He let go of his victim and she dashed away. "No way! Dude! It's been like forever!"
Spike rubbed the back of his neck, uncomfortably. "Lucifer...uh, your snack's getting away."
Lucifer laughed, "Oh forget her. I'll just find another one. But Spike! Buddy! Good to see ya!"
"Right back at you. So, you been in Sunnydale long?" Lucifer shoved his hands in his pockets.
"Only for a week or so. But I've been in America since the last time we saw each other."
Spike nodded regretfully, "Yeah, I remember. Our last fight." Lucifer put his large arm around Spike's neck and smiled.
"Oh don't worry about it! It's been over 80 years now, we're over it! We have to do something together! You know, catch up to what's happened. Hey! How's Dru?!" He grinned wickedly. Spike adjusted his weight and looked at him awkwardly. Lucifer figured it out quickly. "Woah!! I missed a lot! Ok, how about we meet up tomorrow night. There's gonna be a huge party, everyone and anyone's invited." He took the flyer from his back pocket and gave it to Spike. "It'll be like old times." Spike read the flyer and nodded.
"Yeah count me in." "Great! I'll meet ya there." Lucifer patted Spike's shoulder and left.
Spike moved on in a much better mood. Although a few things did worry him. How would he explain the chip to Lucifer? He would never understand.
No sooner had he gotten out of the forest did he bump into Buffy.
"Spike."
Spike sighed, "And then the clouds opened up and God said, 'I hate you William'." He scratched the back of his head and shrugged. "What the hell do you want?"
"What's your problem?"
Spike rolled his eyes. "Nothing, I'm soddin' great. Now what do you want?"
"I need you to do me a favor."
"Since when do I do favors for you?"
Buffy looked at him narrowing her eyes, slightly confused. "Since always."
Spike thought for a moment and nodded. "Yeah. You're right. But tonight will not be one of those nights." He pushed past her and walked away.
"Spike! Stop!" She jogged up to him. "Please do this for me." Spike stayed put and let her state her case. "I need you to go to a party that Dawn's going to, tomorrow night." Spike took a step back and looked at her like she was the strangest thing on the planet.
"There's no chance in hell that you're making me go to a little girl's sleepover."
"It's not. It's a real party!"
"And what? There'll be monsters there?"
"No. Boys."
Spike smiled. "Ah. I see. But I'm still not going."
"I don't want those testosterone filled, smooth talking, players around my sister!"
Spike started to laugh. "Boys will be boys." Buffy gave him a stern look. Spike lit a cigarette and took a long drag. "What is she? At least 15. At that age, you were slaying vampires, and you're afraid of her going to a party with a few pimple-faced boys? She's a smart girl Buffy. She knows what's right. The only reason you're not going yourself is that you don't want to seem like the nosy worrying older sister. Put a little faith in her Buffy."
Buffy sighed, "Just check on her for a few minutes to see if everything's fine."
"I'm not going. Besides, I've got plans." He started on his way again and Buffy called behind him, "But Spike!" Spike simply smiled and kept going. "Goodnight!"
Buffy was furious and as she left she yelled, "I'm sure you have lots of plans for tomorrow! Sulking in your crypt! Thinking about the good old days when you weren't powerless! You're pathetic Spike! You know that! You're nothing! Nothing more than a defenseless kitten!!" Spike tensed, but moved on.
When he could no longer feel anyone from at least a 5-mile distance he began to pound on an old abandoned cabin. "Stupid bitch! She doesn't know anything!!" When his knuckles began to bleed he stopped and muttered. "Even a kitten has claws. I'll show her who's powerless. I'm getting this chip out! Tonight!" He stormed away toward a familiar house.
Lucifer grinned, "We're going to play a little game. Untie them."
"Sorry mate, did I just hear you right?"
"Yes you did, now untie them." Spike shrugged and started untying everyone.
Lucifer helped as well. He finally came to the very last person, she was shaking terribly and tears were falling down her cheeks. "Please Sir Lucifer, what will you do to us?" Lucifer put his finger to her lips. "Hush now Lady Sibyl, do not worry. I'm going to let you all go. Simple as that." She swallowed hard, gasping between sobs, "You shall?" He helped her stand and she started to take a few shaky paces to leave. "Yes." Others began to get up and walk away, quite unsure of themselves. "Spike, do you wish to start?" Lucifer asked smiling.
Spike leaned against the wall and shook his head, "No please, after you." They both transformed into their true vampiric form and started running after everyone. They either drank, or simply snapped them in half. The horrific screams echoed throughout the house and they had a magnificent feast with each other's company.
***
"Drusilla, I'm home!" Spike called as they entered the old mansion.
Drusilla came and smiled, overjoyed. "Spike my sweet." She kissed him and suddenly her expression changed to a hurtful look. "You've been gone for almost 2 whole nights. I was lonely."
Spike put his arms around her hips lazily. "I'm sorry kitten. But look, I found us a friend." Drusilla's gaze turned to Lucifer and she held out her hand. He kissed it tenderly and grinned mischievously.
"Madam, you are a feast...for the eyes." Drusilla smiled approvingly.
"Can he come to bed with us tonight?"
"Yes, may I?" He asked, kissing up her arm teasingly.
Spike shoved him away and took Drusilla by her waist. "No. There are 100 rooms here, go find one."
Lucifer sighed, "As you wish. Farewell beautiful goddess of evil. And goodnight to you William."
Spike rolled his eyes and took Drusilla away, "Goodnight Lucifer."
Drusilla giggled, "I like him, he knows how to treat a girl."
"Quiet Dru."
***
Present
"Spike?!" The red headed vampire asked astonished. He let go of his victim and she dashed away. "No way! Dude! It's been like forever!"
Spike rubbed the back of his neck, uncomfortably. "Lucifer...uh, your snack's getting away."
Lucifer laughed, "Oh forget her. I'll just find another one. But Spike! Buddy! Good to see ya!"
"Right back at you. So, you been in Sunnydale long?" Lucifer shoved his hands in his pockets.
"Only for a week or so. But I've been in America since the last time we saw each other."
Spike nodded regretfully, "Yeah, I remember. Our last fight." Lucifer put his large arm around Spike's neck and smiled.
"Oh don't worry about it! It's been over 80 years now, we're over it! We have to do something together! You know, catch up to what's happened. Hey! How's Dru?!" He grinned wickedly. Spike adjusted his weight and looked at him awkwardly. Lucifer figured it out quickly. "Woah!! I missed a lot! Ok, how about we meet up tomorrow night. There's gonna be a huge party, everyone and anyone's invited." He took the flyer from his back pocket and gave it to Spike. "It'll be like old times." Spike read the flyer and nodded.
"Yeah count me in." "Great! I'll meet ya there." Lucifer patted Spike's shoulder and left.
Spike moved on in a much better mood. Although a few things did worry him. How would he explain the chip to Lucifer? He would never understand.
No sooner had he gotten out of the forest did he bump into Buffy.
"Spike."
Spike sighed, "And then the clouds opened up and God said, 'I hate you William'." He scratched the back of his head and shrugged. "What the hell do you want?"
"What's your problem?"
Spike rolled his eyes. "Nothing, I'm soddin' great. Now what do you want?"
"I need you to do me a favor."
"Since when do I do favors for you?"
Buffy looked at him narrowing her eyes, slightly confused. "Since always."
Spike thought for a moment and nodded. "Yeah. You're right. But tonight will not be one of those nights." He pushed past her and walked away.
"Spike! Stop!" She jogged up to him. "Please do this for me." Spike stayed put and let her state her case. "I need you to go to a party that Dawn's going to, tomorrow night." Spike took a step back and looked at her like she was the strangest thing on the planet.
"There's no chance in hell that you're making me go to a little girl's sleepover."
"It's not. It's a real party!"
"And what? There'll be monsters there?"
"No. Boys."
Spike smiled. "Ah. I see. But I'm still not going."
"I don't want those testosterone filled, smooth talking, players around my sister!"
Spike started to laugh. "Boys will be boys." Buffy gave him a stern look. Spike lit a cigarette and took a long drag. "What is she? At least 15. At that age, you were slaying vampires, and you're afraid of her going to a party with a few pimple-faced boys? She's a smart girl Buffy. She knows what's right. The only reason you're not going yourself is that you don't want to seem like the nosy worrying older sister. Put a little faith in her Buffy."
Buffy sighed, "Just check on her for a few minutes to see if everything's fine."
"I'm not going. Besides, I've got plans." He started on his way again and Buffy called behind him, "But Spike!" Spike simply smiled and kept going. "Goodnight!"
Buffy was furious and as she left she yelled, "I'm sure you have lots of plans for tomorrow! Sulking in your crypt! Thinking about the good old days when you weren't powerless! You're pathetic Spike! You know that! You're nothing! Nothing more than a defenseless kitten!!" Spike tensed, but moved on.
When he could no longer feel anyone from at least a 5-mile distance he began to pound on an old abandoned cabin. "Stupid bitch! She doesn't know anything!!" When his knuckles began to bleed he stopped and muttered. "Even a kitten has claws. I'll show her who's powerless. I'm getting this chip out! Tonight!" He stormed away toward a familiar house.