Let Me Rest In Peace
AUHOR'S NOTES: This fic was set before 'Once More With Feeling' and I am using Spike's song.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"It's Saturday night again folks and we are reaching the final stages of the Pop Idol contest. Tonight each constant has been asked to right their own song and perform it."
Saturday night at Buffy's house had become a bit of a ritual for the Scoobies, they'd come round, watch Spike then spend the rest of the night laughing at him. Now it was getting serious he was in the last five and the chances of him winning a million dollars and a record contract were becoming a reality.
"Dawn has Spike told you anything about his song?" Tara asked.
"No he's all 'it's a secrete bit'." She said putting on her best Spike voice.
"What's Peroxide Boy gonna sing about, killing babies?" Xander joked. No one looked amused.
"What I was joking!" Xander protested.
"Yeah well don't." Buffy said.
"Now we have a song from Spike." The voice over guy said.
Spike was stood in the middle of the stage wearing a pink shirt, light blue jeans and a pair of trainers.
"I died
So many years ago
But you can make me feel
Like it isn't so
And why you come to be with me
I think I finally know
Mmm, mmm.
You're scared.
Ashamed of what you feel
And you can't tell the ones you love
You know they couldn't deal
Whisper in a dead man's ear,
It doesn't make it real.
That's great.
But I don't wanna play.
'Cause being with you touches me
More than I can say.
But since I'm only dead to you
I'm saying stay away
And let me rest in peace.
Let me rest in peace
Let me get some sleep
Let me take my love and bury it
In a hole six foot deep
I can lay my body down
But I can't find my sweet release
So let me rest in peace!
You know
You've got a willing slave
And you just love to play the thought
That you might misbehave.
But till you do I'm telling you,
Stop visiting my grave
And let me rest in peace.
I know I should go
But I follow you like a man possessed
There's a traitor here beneath my breast
And it hurts me more than you've ever guessed
If my heart could beat, it would break my chest
But I can see you're unimpressed
So leave me be.
And let me rest in peace
Let me get some sleep
Let me take my love and bury it
In a hole six foot deep
I can lay my body down
But I can't find my sweet release...
Let me rest in peace.
Why won't you
Let me rest in peace?"
The whole gang sat shocked at his performance, then they started laughing. He sounded so angry and mad.
"Now I know what happens when you make Spike wear pink." Dawn giggled before picking up the phone to vote for Spike.
~*~
"Goodnight the results of tonight's poll are in and I can tell you that the next person to leave the Pop Idol experience is......."
The whole gang sat listening.
"Spike."
TBC...
AUHOR'S NOTES: This fic was set before 'Once More With Feeling' and I am using Spike's song.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"It's Saturday night again folks and we are reaching the final stages of the Pop Idol contest. Tonight each constant has been asked to right their own song and perform it."
Saturday night at Buffy's house had become a bit of a ritual for the Scoobies, they'd come round, watch Spike then spend the rest of the night laughing at him. Now it was getting serious he was in the last five and the chances of him winning a million dollars and a record contract were becoming a reality.
"Dawn has Spike told you anything about his song?" Tara asked.
"No he's all 'it's a secrete bit'." She said putting on her best Spike voice.
"What's Peroxide Boy gonna sing about, killing babies?" Xander joked. No one looked amused.
"What I was joking!" Xander protested.
"Yeah well don't." Buffy said.
"Now we have a song from Spike." The voice over guy said.
Spike was stood in the middle of the stage wearing a pink shirt, light blue jeans and a pair of trainers.
"I died
So many years ago
But you can make me feel
Like it isn't so
And why you come to be with me
I think I finally know
Mmm, mmm.
You're scared.
Ashamed of what you feel
And you can't tell the ones you love
You know they couldn't deal
Whisper in a dead man's ear,
It doesn't make it real.
That's great.
But I don't wanna play.
'Cause being with you touches me
More than I can say.
But since I'm only dead to you
I'm saying stay away
And let me rest in peace.
Let me rest in peace
Let me get some sleep
Let me take my love and bury it
In a hole six foot deep
I can lay my body down
But I can't find my sweet release
So let me rest in peace!
You know
You've got a willing slave
And you just love to play the thought
That you might misbehave.
But till you do I'm telling you,
Stop visiting my grave
And let me rest in peace.
I know I should go
But I follow you like a man possessed
There's a traitor here beneath my breast
And it hurts me more than you've ever guessed
If my heart could beat, it would break my chest
But I can see you're unimpressed
So leave me be.
And let me rest in peace
Let me get some sleep
Let me take my love and bury it
In a hole six foot deep
I can lay my body down
But I can't find my sweet release...
Let me rest in peace.
Why won't you
Let me rest in peace?"
The whole gang sat shocked at his performance, then they started laughing. He sounded so angry and mad.
"Now I know what happens when you make Spike wear pink." Dawn giggled before picking up the phone to vote for Spike.
~*~
"Goodnight the results of tonight's poll are in and I can tell you that the next person to leave the Pop Idol experience is......."
The whole gang sat listening.
"Spike."
TBC...
