"Emily, I thought we decided on the Route 66 shirt." Tomorrow exclaimed.
"Now the whole twin day is ruined."
"Well I'm sorry, but the shirt had stains on it. Hey at least I felt good enough after yesterday's practice to cancel practice for the rest of the week."
"Really! Oh my god. That is fantastic." Tomorrow hugged Emily before she ran off. "I have to tell Connor."
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"Surprise" Tomorrow said coming down her basement steps to see Connor and her dad sitting cross-legged meditating. "I brought refreshments. I thought you two might be thirsty."
"Thanks pet." Spike said affectionately opening his eyes.
"I'll head back up. I can't stand to see you drink that stuff." Tomorrow said turning to leave.
"I don't know what you're talking about. As far as I'm concerned the blood's the best part of being a vampire." Connor stated gulping his cup down.
"Well that's because we haven't weaned you off Tomorrow's blood yet. Believe me slayer blood is the crème de la crème of blood." Spike said making a face, "much better than pig's blood that's not even heated to the right temperature."
"So I have gourmet blood. And that blood was heated to 76 degrees exactly." Tomorrow commented.
"Well it's why vampires go after the slayer. The blood is the sweetest thing they've ever tasted. Why I remember this one time with Dru," Spike noticed who his audience was, "We had a tea party." He finished lamely.
"Great vamps get off on my blood. Thanks for telling me dad." Tomorrow said. "The next time I need to lure them into a trap I'll just make myself bleed."
"Speaking of which, how are you giving me all this blood?" Connor asked. "I mean blood banks won't let you donate for a month and you've been doing it for five days straight."
"Lots of fluids and feeling woozy, but we don't know what will happen when we take you off me. Sometimes childes go into shock, and I can't have that when you have a game on Sunday. I'll be fine, you just better appreciate the gourmet blood."
"Bloody right," Spike added, "Since no guy is getting near her neck. I see one bite mark and I start torturing someone. Well that's enough for today. I'm going to take a nap before we patrol Pet."
"Okay daddy."
"I don't want Connor patrolling in his state."
"Yes daddy"
As Spike was leaving, Connor asked, "So when do I sneak out to patrol with you?"
"When you learn not to say things like that within a vampire's hearing range," Spike answered as he closed the basement door.
"Well I'm sorry, but the shirt had stains on it. Hey at least I felt good enough after yesterday's practice to cancel practice for the rest of the week."
"Really! Oh my god. That is fantastic." Tomorrow hugged Emily before she ran off. "I have to tell Connor."
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"Surprise" Tomorrow said coming down her basement steps to see Connor and her dad sitting cross-legged meditating. "I brought refreshments. I thought you two might be thirsty."
"Thanks pet." Spike said affectionately opening his eyes.
"I'll head back up. I can't stand to see you drink that stuff." Tomorrow said turning to leave.
"I don't know what you're talking about. As far as I'm concerned the blood's the best part of being a vampire." Connor stated gulping his cup down.
"Well that's because we haven't weaned you off Tomorrow's blood yet. Believe me slayer blood is the crème de la crème of blood." Spike said making a face, "much better than pig's blood that's not even heated to the right temperature."
"So I have gourmet blood. And that blood was heated to 76 degrees exactly." Tomorrow commented.
"Well it's why vampires go after the slayer. The blood is the sweetest thing they've ever tasted. Why I remember this one time with Dru," Spike noticed who his audience was, "We had a tea party." He finished lamely.
"Great vamps get off on my blood. Thanks for telling me dad." Tomorrow said. "The next time I need to lure them into a trap I'll just make myself bleed."
"Speaking of which, how are you giving me all this blood?" Connor asked. "I mean blood banks won't let you donate for a month and you've been doing it for five days straight."
"Lots of fluids and feeling woozy, but we don't know what will happen when we take you off me. Sometimes childes go into shock, and I can't have that when you have a game on Sunday. I'll be fine, you just better appreciate the gourmet blood."
"Bloody right," Spike added, "Since no guy is getting near her neck. I see one bite mark and I start torturing someone. Well that's enough for today. I'm going to take a nap before we patrol Pet."
"Okay daddy."
"I don't want Connor patrolling in his state."
"Yes daddy"
As Spike was leaving, Connor asked, "So when do I sneak out to patrol with you?"
"When you learn not to say things like that within a vampire's hearing range," Spike answered as he closed the basement door.