Hee, it's great people like my story. It makes me feel fluffy. I'm finally continuing because- A) you reviewers are great and B) I feel bad for my poor Spike-y. "I think when I'm around it's worse." WHAT? Oi, oh well. Sorry to keep you waiting so long. I'm pretty sure I've developed a case of eternal writer's block.
Skater Boy
"I have leukemia." Spike told Buffy in a very serious manner.
Buffy finally stopped chatting away on the phone and turned flabbergasted to Spike. "WHAT?" She asked stunned.
"Ok, no I donÕt, but you havenÕt listened to a word I said for the past twenty minutes." He told her.
"Spike, that is in no way, shape, or form funny." Buffy said no longer worried, now she was pissed.
"IÕm sorry love." He said walking over to the couch and plopping down next to her. "ItÕs just, the Dingoes tour starts up again next week, and I wanna spend all the time we can together."
Buffy sighed a sigh of resignation. He was giving her 'sad face', the guaranteed way to pull BuffyÕs heart strings. "Hey, Anya, I have to go. But I promise IÕll tape it for you."
"Tape what?" Spike asked pulling Buffy towards him.
"Some show with space and stuff about a bug. Anya says she likes the writer Josie something or other, but she and Xander have a date tonight so sheÕll miss it." She answered him.
"Oh, fascinating." Spike said smirking a bit. Buffy playfully punched his shoulder, but it was apparently quite hard because Spike grabbed his arm and started moaning.
"Your joking, right?" Buffy asked watching Spike clutch his arm.
"Lil' bit. But that was hard. Hell on the old skins." Spike said perking up. Buffy rolled her eyes and leaned onto SpikeÕs shoulder.
"Lets do something crazy." She said. "Just you and me, and something wacky."
"Well, then weÕd have to do something wacky with your lil' sis." Spike reminded her.
Buffy frowned. She couldnÕt ask Xander because he and Anya were going out that night. Cordy and Angel were in L.A. and quite frankly she didnÕt really know anybody else.
"Hey, I have an idea." Spike said suddenly.
"What?" a skeptic Buffy asked.
"ThereÕs going to be a Dingoes party tomorrow, we can go and have fun, and I can ask one of my friends to watch her for a bit. Oz, heÕs great with kids. He looks after his cousin Jordy sometimes, so no fears." Spike told Buffy, hoping she would allow it. She was very protective of Dawn.
"Well, okay. Under one condition." Buffy said, an evil smile appearing on her face.
"What?" Spike said noticing the look on her face.
"Wind Beneath My Wings." she said matter of factly.
A disgusted look crossed SpikeÕs face but finally his resolve melted. BuffyÕs 'please face' affected him just the way his Ôsad faceÕ did her. "Fine."
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Skater Boy
"I have leukemia." Spike told Buffy in a very serious manner.
Buffy finally stopped chatting away on the phone and turned flabbergasted to Spike. "WHAT?" She asked stunned.
"Ok, no I donÕt, but you havenÕt listened to a word I said for the past twenty minutes." He told her.
"Spike, that is in no way, shape, or form funny." Buffy said no longer worried, now she was pissed.
"IÕm sorry love." He said walking over to the couch and plopping down next to her. "ItÕs just, the Dingoes tour starts up again next week, and I wanna spend all the time we can together."
Buffy sighed a sigh of resignation. He was giving her 'sad face', the guaranteed way to pull BuffyÕs heart strings. "Hey, Anya, I have to go. But I promise IÕll tape it for you."
"Tape what?" Spike asked pulling Buffy towards him.
"Some show with space and stuff about a bug. Anya says she likes the writer Josie something or other, but she and Xander have a date tonight so sheÕll miss it." She answered him.
"Oh, fascinating." Spike said smirking a bit. Buffy playfully punched his shoulder, but it was apparently quite hard because Spike grabbed his arm and started moaning.
"Your joking, right?" Buffy asked watching Spike clutch his arm.
"Lil' bit. But that was hard. Hell on the old skins." Spike said perking up. Buffy rolled her eyes and leaned onto SpikeÕs shoulder.
"Lets do something crazy." She said. "Just you and me, and something wacky."
"Well, then weÕd have to do something wacky with your lil' sis." Spike reminded her.
Buffy frowned. She couldnÕt ask Xander because he and Anya were going out that night. Cordy and Angel were in L.A. and quite frankly she didnÕt really know anybody else.
"Hey, I have an idea." Spike said suddenly.
"What?" a skeptic Buffy asked.
"ThereÕs going to be a Dingoes party tomorrow, we can go and have fun, and I can ask one of my friends to watch her for a bit. Oz, heÕs great with kids. He looks after his cousin Jordy sometimes, so no fears." Spike told Buffy, hoping she would allow it. She was very protective of Dawn.
"Well, okay. Under one condition." Buffy said, an evil smile appearing on her face.
"What?" Spike said noticing the look on her face.
"Wind Beneath My Wings." she said matter of factly.
A disgusted look crossed SpikeÕs face but finally his resolve melted. BuffyÕs 'please face' affected him just the way his Ôsad faceÕ did her. "Fine."
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Is it ok? You like? Does anyone still care? Did you get the... AÕUhgamaArg :-)