Chapter 7
"A'm not goin walkin' through these bloody woods! You'll 'ave ta drag me if you want me to go!"
"Always the 'boo-hoo' with you, huh, Spike? I don't think dragging you will be a problem." Buffy grinned at the prospect. She took Spike's rope and gave it a hard yank sending him to the ground.
"Well, maybe a'll walk for a lit'le ways. But a'm getting bleed'n 'ungry! My strength is goin' to give out. " Spike tried to look pathetic.
Buffy ignored him. They all ignored him.
Legolas went to Oz and handed his sword to him, handle first. "I have need of my bow only. You may use this."
Oz looked down at the sword and turned his head sideways. "Um, no thanks. I'm trying to quit."
Aragorn offered Oz his bow. "I have no need of this."
"Right. That's all I need." Oz shook his head and frowned as he held up an arm and pulled at a green sleeve. "I'm trying to stay off the couch. Thanks, but no thanks."
Buffy was already pulling Spike's rope and moving in the direction that Aragorn had pointed earlier. "Lead the way, Aragorn. I'll be right behind you dragging Spike."
"All right, all right. A'm comin'." Spike grudgingly got behind her.
"No, Spike. You walk in front of me." Buffy scowled at him.
"No problem, luv. See, a'm walkin' in front 'o ya."
Aragorn gave Buffy a disappointed look and said, "Legolas will lead. I will walk with you."
Legolas gave him an 'Oh, no you don't!' look. "Aragorn. She is the Slayer. She can take care of him." Legolas gave Buffy his brightest smile.
Buffy was momentarily stunned. Her toes tingled. The thought of children with delicate pointy-ears popped back into her brain. Lots of them.
She shook her head. Ooooo. That felt good. Whatever that was.
Aragorn glumly headed off into the forest with Oz and Willow behind him. Legolas and Buffy followed Spike.
"Have you ever seen an Elf before?" Legolas bright eyes twinkled.
"Is that what you are?" Buffy appraised him again. And again. "You're a little tall for one of Santa's helpers. And I would say that I've eaten your cookies, but I bet that you don't bake cookies, do you?"
"I do not know what 'cookies' are, but I can make many things. I have never seen a Slayer before. And never a female as deadly as she is beautiful." Admiration shone in his eyes.
Buffy blushed. Her toes began to tingle again.
"Oh bloody, bloody hell! Give me a break! Can't you two just sodd'n get it over with?" Spike disgustedly turned to them. "'E just wants to shag ya', pet. Notch one Slayer, isn't that right Elf-boy?"
Buffy's warm fuzzies flew out the window and her patience went with them. "You just keep'em coming, don'cha?" She was going to "let 'em 'ave it, alright!"
She was grabbing for her stake when she saw Legolas take out a length of cloth and tie it tightly and effectively around Spike's mouth.
"Hmmff! Hmmmffff!"
"That's better. Now where were we?" Buffy looked dreamily into the sparkling eyes of the beautiful Elf.
TBC
"A'm not goin walkin' through these bloody woods! You'll 'ave ta drag me if you want me to go!"
"Always the 'boo-hoo' with you, huh, Spike? I don't think dragging you will be a problem." Buffy grinned at the prospect. She took Spike's rope and gave it a hard yank sending him to the ground.
"Well, maybe a'll walk for a lit'le ways. But a'm getting bleed'n 'ungry! My strength is goin' to give out. " Spike tried to look pathetic.
Buffy ignored him. They all ignored him.
Legolas went to Oz and handed his sword to him, handle first. "I have need of my bow only. You may use this."
Oz looked down at the sword and turned his head sideways. "Um, no thanks. I'm trying to quit."
Aragorn offered Oz his bow. "I have no need of this."
"Right. That's all I need." Oz shook his head and frowned as he held up an arm and pulled at a green sleeve. "I'm trying to stay off the couch. Thanks, but no thanks."
Buffy was already pulling Spike's rope and moving in the direction that Aragorn had pointed earlier. "Lead the way, Aragorn. I'll be right behind you dragging Spike."
"All right, all right. A'm comin'." Spike grudgingly got behind her.
"No, Spike. You walk in front of me." Buffy scowled at him.
"No problem, luv. See, a'm walkin' in front 'o ya."
Aragorn gave Buffy a disappointed look and said, "Legolas will lead. I will walk with you."
Legolas gave him an 'Oh, no you don't!' look. "Aragorn. She is the Slayer. She can take care of him." Legolas gave Buffy his brightest smile.
Buffy was momentarily stunned. Her toes tingled. The thought of children with delicate pointy-ears popped back into her brain. Lots of them.
She shook her head. Ooooo. That felt good. Whatever that was.
Aragorn glumly headed off into the forest with Oz and Willow behind him. Legolas and Buffy followed Spike.
"Have you ever seen an Elf before?" Legolas bright eyes twinkled.
"Is that what you are?" Buffy appraised him again. And again. "You're a little tall for one of Santa's helpers. And I would say that I've eaten your cookies, but I bet that you don't bake cookies, do you?"
"I do not know what 'cookies' are, but I can make many things. I have never seen a Slayer before. And never a female as deadly as she is beautiful." Admiration shone in his eyes.
Buffy blushed. Her toes began to tingle again.
"Oh bloody, bloody hell! Give me a break! Can't you two just sodd'n get it over with?" Spike disgustedly turned to them. "'E just wants to shag ya', pet. Notch one Slayer, isn't that right Elf-boy?"
Buffy's warm fuzzies flew out the window and her patience went with them. "You just keep'em coming, don'cha?" She was going to "let 'em 'ave it, alright!"
She was grabbing for her stake when she saw Legolas take out a length of cloth and tie it tightly and effectively around Spike's mouth.
"Hmmff! Hmmmffff!"
"That's better. Now where were we?" Buffy looked dreamily into the sparkling eyes of the beautiful Elf.
TBC