*The Plan*
Isabel walked around the corner looking for Thomas; she wanted to let him know that they were all heading to the pub for dinner. She saw Spike and Thomas looking under the hood of his pride and joy, the HR Holden, in all truth she liked the car she mocked it to get a rise out of him. She walked up behind Thomas and tapped him on the shoulder; he didn't turn around and just spoke.
"What do you want Isabel?"
"We're going to the pub for dinner, can you get ready you smell all fishy," she replied in a snobby voice.
"Hey!" he smelt his t-shirt and had to agree with her, but that was what a day of fishing would do. "How long?"
"Half hour, k?"
"Sure." Isabel turned and walked into the Nissen hut to grab a drink.
Meanwhile Spike was listening to Thomas tell him about the car, when his mind wondered back to the way Thomas and Isabel acted around one another. It reminded him of a couple he had known in Paris back in the twenties, nice pair. They were a comedy duo, funny as all hell; in fact that was the only thing that stopped him from killing them. But they had all this sexual tension that they never resolved, now that he thought about it maybe they hadn't known. Eventually they couldn't work together because of all the problems it had created. Spike mind changed topics and he began to wonder what had happened between Isabel and Thomas.
"Thomas?"
"Yep?"
"What's the deal with you and Isabel?"
"What do you mean?" he said looking up. They both moved away from the car and Thomas put the hood back down.
"The two of you are obviously great friends but I have to ask why there is always a sort of bloody hell what's the word..."
"Barrier?"
"Yeah barrier between the two of you. Why?"
"There is nothing like that between us we just haven't been talking much lately."
Suddenly Thomas began to walk away. "I have to get ready you better too."
"Sure."
Spike stared after him for a second sure that he had hit on something, the way Thomas had known the right word and his abrupt exit all lead to fuelling Spike's curiosity. Spike headed in a different direction to Thomas, he needed to find Willow.
Spike ran into Anya before he could get to Willow, he attempted to brush her off but she would have none of it not letting Spike go until he was safely in the bathroom having a shower.
Once she was sure that Spike was out of the way, she set about making sure their plan worked.
Earlier that day.
The girls were playing Monopoly while the boys were out fishing, again.
"I'll buy it," Anya said handing over the money to Isabel, who was the banker.
"You know you don't have to buy everything."
"I don't? I thought the object of the game was to gain properties until you are finally able to squash the self esteem and bank balance of the other players."
"Not quite, but close, no squashing of self esteem and it's just a friendly game."
"But it is a game, so the objective is to win."
"Well yes but."
"But nothing I shall be squashing."
Jasmine laughed as she took her turn and landed on a chance card. Ohhh she had just come runner up in a beauty contest, ten dollars.
"Ten dollars thank you."
"Why does she get money?"
"Because I just came second in a beauty contest."
"I don't remember you entering one."
"I didn't I got it on a chance card."
"I don't think you should get money if you didn't even enter what about all of the poor people who did enter?"
"You're right, but for now let's go with what the card says and we'll bring it up with Xander later," Buffy intervened before this became really bad.
Jasmine jumped in with a change of subject. "So, how long have you and Riley been dating?"
"Three months."
"How about you Anya, you and Xander?"
"Oh. Approximately six months, one week and four days."
"Approximately," Isabel said in a sarcastic tone. The girls were a little surprised to hear her she had barely said anything all morning.
"And Willow how about you and Spike how long have you two been cosy?" Jaz turned on the redhead with a thirsty look in her eye, known only to gossip hungry women.
"What!"
"Yeah, Willow how long," Anya said finally interested.
"We are not dating."
"You aren't. I just assumed you two seem to be so totally smitten."
"Yeah they are totally smitten kittens," Buffy said quoting a phrase from 'Friends'.
"We are not smitten nor are we kittens.even if Spike has purred once or twice."
"Really? What were you doing to him, I wonder if I can get Xander to purr." Anya said truly not caring about the game anymore.
Isabel hoped to stay out of the conversation, so she kept quiet but remained listening to everything they were saying.
"Alright Wills we believe you."
Anya turned to Jasmine and asked, "What about you and Benjamin?"
"About eighteen months I suppose."
"Wow," Buffy sighed, she didn't think Riley and her would last that long.
"What about you and Thomas, Isabel I have seen the sparks fly."
Isabel didn't answer instead standing. "Willow would you like to go for a walk down to the bay?"
"Sure."
The two girls left, the remaining three sat and continued their discussion.
"Listen can I ask you two a favour?"
"Sure."
"Well can you not talk about Isabel and Thomas like that there are a lot of open wounds there."
"Did they used to date?"
"No, but I really shouldn't talk about it, if the time comes they will tell you."
"Okay, so Willow and Spike, they definitely need to have lots of sex."
The other two girls laughed somewhat nervously, Anya smiled.
"Good way of putting it.in fact I have a plan, it just might work, but it will mean going to the pub tonight. Yes it will work I know it."
"Umm, problem, too young for the pub."
"Not here your not, you are both over eighteen right."
Both girls nodded.
"Well, it's fine then, now here is my plan." The girls all huddled together discussing Jasmine's plan, giggling and formulating, the perfect action.
Isabel walked around the corner looking for Thomas; she wanted to let him know that they were all heading to the pub for dinner. She saw Spike and Thomas looking under the hood of his pride and joy, the HR Holden, in all truth she liked the car she mocked it to get a rise out of him. She walked up behind Thomas and tapped him on the shoulder; he didn't turn around and just spoke.
"What do you want Isabel?"
"We're going to the pub for dinner, can you get ready you smell all fishy," she replied in a snobby voice.
"Hey!" he smelt his t-shirt and had to agree with her, but that was what a day of fishing would do. "How long?"
"Half hour, k?"
"Sure." Isabel turned and walked into the Nissen hut to grab a drink.
Meanwhile Spike was listening to Thomas tell him about the car, when his mind wondered back to the way Thomas and Isabel acted around one another. It reminded him of a couple he had known in Paris back in the twenties, nice pair. They were a comedy duo, funny as all hell; in fact that was the only thing that stopped him from killing them. But they had all this sexual tension that they never resolved, now that he thought about it maybe they hadn't known. Eventually they couldn't work together because of all the problems it had created. Spike mind changed topics and he began to wonder what had happened between Isabel and Thomas.
"Thomas?"
"Yep?"
"What's the deal with you and Isabel?"
"What do you mean?" he said looking up. They both moved away from the car and Thomas put the hood back down.
"The two of you are obviously great friends but I have to ask why there is always a sort of bloody hell what's the word..."
"Barrier?"
"Yeah barrier between the two of you. Why?"
"There is nothing like that between us we just haven't been talking much lately."
Suddenly Thomas began to walk away. "I have to get ready you better too."
"Sure."
Spike stared after him for a second sure that he had hit on something, the way Thomas had known the right word and his abrupt exit all lead to fuelling Spike's curiosity. Spike headed in a different direction to Thomas, he needed to find Willow.
Spike ran into Anya before he could get to Willow, he attempted to brush her off but she would have none of it not letting Spike go until he was safely in the bathroom having a shower.
Once she was sure that Spike was out of the way, she set about making sure their plan worked.
Earlier that day.
The girls were playing Monopoly while the boys were out fishing, again.
"I'll buy it," Anya said handing over the money to Isabel, who was the banker.
"You know you don't have to buy everything."
"I don't? I thought the object of the game was to gain properties until you are finally able to squash the self esteem and bank balance of the other players."
"Not quite, but close, no squashing of self esteem and it's just a friendly game."
"But it is a game, so the objective is to win."
"Well yes but."
"But nothing I shall be squashing."
Jasmine laughed as she took her turn and landed on a chance card. Ohhh she had just come runner up in a beauty contest, ten dollars.
"Ten dollars thank you."
"Why does she get money?"
"Because I just came second in a beauty contest."
"I don't remember you entering one."
"I didn't I got it on a chance card."
"I don't think you should get money if you didn't even enter what about all of the poor people who did enter?"
"You're right, but for now let's go with what the card says and we'll bring it up with Xander later," Buffy intervened before this became really bad.
Jasmine jumped in with a change of subject. "So, how long have you and Riley been dating?"
"Three months."
"How about you Anya, you and Xander?"
"Oh. Approximately six months, one week and four days."
"Approximately," Isabel said in a sarcastic tone. The girls were a little surprised to hear her she had barely said anything all morning.
"And Willow how about you and Spike how long have you two been cosy?" Jaz turned on the redhead with a thirsty look in her eye, known only to gossip hungry women.
"What!"
"Yeah, Willow how long," Anya said finally interested.
"We are not dating."
"You aren't. I just assumed you two seem to be so totally smitten."
"Yeah they are totally smitten kittens," Buffy said quoting a phrase from 'Friends'.
"We are not smitten nor are we kittens.even if Spike has purred once or twice."
"Really? What were you doing to him, I wonder if I can get Xander to purr." Anya said truly not caring about the game anymore.
Isabel hoped to stay out of the conversation, so she kept quiet but remained listening to everything they were saying.
"Alright Wills we believe you."
Anya turned to Jasmine and asked, "What about you and Benjamin?"
"About eighteen months I suppose."
"Wow," Buffy sighed, she didn't think Riley and her would last that long.
"What about you and Thomas, Isabel I have seen the sparks fly."
Isabel didn't answer instead standing. "Willow would you like to go for a walk down to the bay?"
"Sure."
The two girls left, the remaining three sat and continued their discussion.
"Listen can I ask you two a favour?"
"Sure."
"Well can you not talk about Isabel and Thomas like that there are a lot of open wounds there."
"Did they used to date?"
"No, but I really shouldn't talk about it, if the time comes they will tell you."
"Okay, so Willow and Spike, they definitely need to have lots of sex."
The other two girls laughed somewhat nervously, Anya smiled.
"Good way of putting it.in fact I have a plan, it just might work, but it will mean going to the pub tonight. Yes it will work I know it."
"Umm, problem, too young for the pub."
"Not here your not, you are both over eighteen right."
Both girls nodded.
"Well, it's fine then, now here is my plan." The girls all huddled together discussing Jasmine's plan, giggling and formulating, the perfect action.
