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Hi again..Yup, it's me. I'm bored so I decided to do a sequel for a story I
liked. Its about Angel getting drunk on sour skittles. ((Read it!
http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=917594)) So I'm doing this one
on Spike (obviously) and I'll make it a one chapter thing first, but if I
get enough reviews I'll write more!
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*Spike's Crypt, an intensive card game commences *
"Got any threes?"
"Go fish Whelp."
"Argh!" Xander grunted and picked up another card. Buffy, Willow and Spike were all holding two cards as Xander picked up his 18th.
"You're all against me!" he said evilly to the cards.
"Xander..stop it. This is worse than when you taunted the fear demon!" Willow said. Buffy sighed and rolled her eyes.
Spike was about to comment on that note, but the sound of the door opening and closing and the shrill shriek of "I'm home!" Interrupted him.
"Hi Dawnie! Whatcha got?" Buffy asked, getting up to help her sister.
Dawn smiled and brought the two plastic bags over to the table and plopped them onto the cards.
"Oy!" Xander peeped, but he didn't look to upset.
"Let's see.. Ice cream!" Dawn beamed as she started handing out ice cream for all the Scoobies.
Willow opened up her Vanilla drumstick and licked it happily as Xander started attacking his chocolate cup with a wooden spoon thing.
Spike raised an eyebrow at his cone. "Neapolitan?" he asked.
"I didn't know what you liked, so I got you all three!" Dawn replied, grinning.
Soon, they were all slurping away happily, and even Spike was enjoying his. "Hmm..." He said, and rummaged though the plastic bags.
"What are these?" He asked, holding up a cool blue bag.
"Skittle Mints. Pass 'em here." Willow replied, reaching for the bag. Spike passed it to himself. "Nyeh Nyeh!" he said, sticking his tongue out.
The vampire read over the ingredients, then shrugged and opened the bag. The amazingly candied smell of Mint wafted though everyone's noses.
Spike immediately shoved his hand in and grabbed a handful and shoved them into his mouth. His cheeks were bulging with tiny backward dimples. "MMM..." He said.
The group of stupefied humans watched as the peroxide blonde chewed his way though the whole huge packet of Skittle Mints.
After he had gnawed the last one, He swallowed and heaved a sigh of relief.
"Yummy.." He said. A strange twinkle in his eye sparkled and he leaped up, onto his feet.
"SSUUGGAARR!!!!" he hollered. Buffy jumped back as the vampire hurtled around the room, screaming.
"Oh Lord! What did I do to deserve this?" Xander shouted, covering his ears.
The vampire was running up and down the stairs, yelling in a high-pitched squeaky voice, "WORM - INFESTED PAJAMAS!!!!!"
Dawn was lying under the sofa, dialing a number on the phone.
* On the other side *
"Angel Investigations, We Help the Helpless." A familiar voice chimed.
"Cordy? It's Dawn. Help! Something's wrong with Spike!"
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Cordelia put the phone down. "Wesley!" She shouted. The familiar ex-watcher appeared, a book in his hand. "Yes Cordy?" he said in his posh accent.
"That was Dawn. Three words. Spike, Hyper, Skittles."
Angel walked in and was dusting off his hands. His eyes lit up and a weird grin appeared on him usually solemn face.
"Did someone say..Skittles?"
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*Spike's Crypt, an intensive card game commences *
"Got any threes?"
"Go fish Whelp."
"Argh!" Xander grunted and picked up another card. Buffy, Willow and Spike were all holding two cards as Xander picked up his 18th.
"You're all against me!" he said evilly to the cards.
"Xander..stop it. This is worse than when you taunted the fear demon!" Willow said. Buffy sighed and rolled her eyes.
Spike was about to comment on that note, but the sound of the door opening and closing and the shrill shriek of "I'm home!" Interrupted him.
"Hi Dawnie! Whatcha got?" Buffy asked, getting up to help her sister.
Dawn smiled and brought the two plastic bags over to the table and plopped them onto the cards.
"Oy!" Xander peeped, but he didn't look to upset.
"Let's see.. Ice cream!" Dawn beamed as she started handing out ice cream for all the Scoobies.
Willow opened up her Vanilla drumstick and licked it happily as Xander started attacking his chocolate cup with a wooden spoon thing.
Spike raised an eyebrow at his cone. "Neapolitan?" he asked.
"I didn't know what you liked, so I got you all three!" Dawn replied, grinning.
Soon, they were all slurping away happily, and even Spike was enjoying his. "Hmm..." He said, and rummaged though the plastic bags.
"What are these?" He asked, holding up a cool blue bag.
"Skittle Mints. Pass 'em here." Willow replied, reaching for the bag. Spike passed it to himself. "Nyeh Nyeh!" he said, sticking his tongue out.
The vampire read over the ingredients, then shrugged and opened the bag. The amazingly candied smell of Mint wafted though everyone's noses.
Spike immediately shoved his hand in and grabbed a handful and shoved them into his mouth. His cheeks were bulging with tiny backward dimples. "MMM..." He said.
The group of stupefied humans watched as the peroxide blonde chewed his way though the whole huge packet of Skittle Mints.
After he had gnawed the last one, He swallowed and heaved a sigh of relief.
"Yummy.." He said. A strange twinkle in his eye sparkled and he leaped up, onto his feet.
"SSUUGGAARR!!!!" he hollered. Buffy jumped back as the vampire hurtled around the room, screaming.
"Oh Lord! What did I do to deserve this?" Xander shouted, covering his ears.
The vampire was running up and down the stairs, yelling in a high-pitched squeaky voice, "WORM - INFESTED PAJAMAS!!!!!"
Dawn was lying under the sofa, dialing a number on the phone.
* On the other side *
"Angel Investigations, We Help the Helpless." A familiar voice chimed.
"Cordy? It's Dawn. Help! Something's wrong with Spike!"
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Cordelia put the phone down. "Wesley!" She shouted. The familiar ex-watcher appeared, a book in his hand. "Yes Cordy?" he said in his posh accent.
"That was Dawn. Three words. Spike, Hyper, Skittles."
Angel walked in and was dusting off his hands. His eyes lit up and a weird grin appeared on him usually solemn face.
"Did someone say..Skittles?"