Scott whimpered back in his carrier, but there wasn't much of a choice for
another location. He had a pack of Pampers tucked under the same arm, and
had filled a diaper bag strung over his shoulder with some other things he
felt were necessary, a container of formula, some bottles, bibs, and extra
clothes for both children. Alexis held onto his other hand, and clutched a
Barbie to her chest. He'd bought her the Harley Davidson one, liking the
leather jacket that she had.
If any of his gang could see him now, catering to little kids and carrying a bag adorned with white sheep and brown goats. He shook his head a little.
He climbed the porch steps, and leaned against the doorbell with his shoulder. "Whose house is this?"
"Just a friend of mine." The door opened cautiously, and on the other side there was a blond woman with a dishtowel hanging from her hands. Alexis snuck underneath Spike's duster to grab onto his leg.
"I have a feeling this is going to be an interesting story." Scott really began to wail again at this point, his chubby cheeks turning a dark shade of red.
"Buffy, isn't that always the way in the wonderful town of Sunnyfail? Please may we come inside? I promise to explain."
"Yes, yes. Come in." She stepped out of his way, but leaned over to whisper in his ear. "You didn't eat their mother did you?"
"God Buffy, no." He strode over the entryway and dropped the diapers next to the coat rack. Without losing a beat, he swooped down and pulled Scott from the straps holding him in, and hoisted him onto his shoulders. "S'ok mate. You'll get fed, don't you worry." He tousled the hair of the little girl standing on his Doc Martens. "You want to say hello?"
She only buried her head further into his leg. "Alright, I'll handle the introductions. Buffy this is Scott." he said rubbing the baby's back "and this pretty little girl attached to my leg here is Alexis."
Buffy knelt down onto her knees, and was at eye level with Alexis. "Hey there. Spike was right, you are a very pretty girl."
"Well Slayer you know that I have impeccable taste in women." He grinned at her, thankful that they were speaking to each other again. It had been a hard couple of weeks in between.
"What do you have here? Is that a Barbie doll? I know I still have a ton of those up under my bed." Spike laughed a little under his breath. "If I can find my sister around here, maybe you'd like to go play with them with her. How about we go look for her while Spike takes your brother for a bottle?"
"It's alright luv, how about you go with Buffy?" She loosened her grip on his leg, and took hold of Buffy's hand.
Before she made her way upstairs, Buffy turned to him. "You, me, kitchen, later."
"No problem pet. Quick question though, you really still have some dollies tucked away under your bed?" She just sighed and continued on her way. He watched her make her way towards her room before he left the front hallway. "Alright Scott, how about that bottle now?"
If any of his gang could see him now, catering to little kids and carrying a bag adorned with white sheep and brown goats. He shook his head a little.
He climbed the porch steps, and leaned against the doorbell with his shoulder. "Whose house is this?"
"Just a friend of mine." The door opened cautiously, and on the other side there was a blond woman with a dishtowel hanging from her hands. Alexis snuck underneath Spike's duster to grab onto his leg.
"I have a feeling this is going to be an interesting story." Scott really began to wail again at this point, his chubby cheeks turning a dark shade of red.
"Buffy, isn't that always the way in the wonderful town of Sunnyfail? Please may we come inside? I promise to explain."
"Yes, yes. Come in." She stepped out of his way, but leaned over to whisper in his ear. "You didn't eat their mother did you?"
"God Buffy, no." He strode over the entryway and dropped the diapers next to the coat rack. Without losing a beat, he swooped down and pulled Scott from the straps holding him in, and hoisted him onto his shoulders. "S'ok mate. You'll get fed, don't you worry." He tousled the hair of the little girl standing on his Doc Martens. "You want to say hello?"
She only buried her head further into his leg. "Alright, I'll handle the introductions. Buffy this is Scott." he said rubbing the baby's back "and this pretty little girl attached to my leg here is Alexis."
Buffy knelt down onto her knees, and was at eye level with Alexis. "Hey there. Spike was right, you are a very pretty girl."
"Well Slayer you know that I have impeccable taste in women." He grinned at her, thankful that they were speaking to each other again. It had been a hard couple of weeks in between.
"What do you have here? Is that a Barbie doll? I know I still have a ton of those up under my bed." Spike laughed a little under his breath. "If I can find my sister around here, maybe you'd like to go play with them with her. How about we go look for her while Spike takes your brother for a bottle?"
"It's alright luv, how about you go with Buffy?" She loosened her grip on his leg, and took hold of Buffy's hand.
Before she made her way upstairs, Buffy turned to him. "You, me, kitchen, later."
"No problem pet. Quick question though, you really still have some dollies tucked away under your bed?" She just sighed and continued on her way. He watched her make her way towards her room before he left the front hallway. "Alright Scott, how about that bottle now?"
