Buffy was so nervous, but she made sure Spike didn't notice.
Ohmigod, he is so hott! Buffy thought to herself.
Spike turned down the radio so they could talk. "Buffy, I've liked you the second I laid eyes on you."
"Really?"
"Yep. I thought you might not say yes to this because I thought you might think I'm stuck up."
"Of course, I said yes. You can't judge someone by how they look or in this case how popular you are. I had to remind my friends that."
"I see. That Oz mate is sure protective of you, isn't he."
"Yeah, he's like my big brother."
"I can see why he does."
"What do you mean?"
"Buffy, I don't know if you've noticed but you're beautiful, smart, and talented. It would horrible o let you get away."
"I wouldn't go that far."
"I already did, Luv." Spike said smiling. He was so sweet.
"So where are we going?"
"I don't know if you like fancy restaurants and that bit, but I like to have fun."
"Still doesn't answer my question."
"Ah, let's see, a tad bit of laser tag, maybe some go-karts, bumper-cars. That stuff."
Buffy loved that kind of stuff. How awesome?
They stepped inside Polar's Arcade and Games.
"Come on, let's go!" Buffy said pulling Spike. They were in the laser tag arena. Buffy crept around the sides very carefully.
Spike was going to get Buffy. She was probably around this corner, he suspected. He crept to the next corner and yelled "Ah Ha!" but no one was there.
"Ah Ha is right." Buffy said shooting spike in the back.
"Hey! Get back here Blondie!" Spike said chasing after Buffy.
But he lost her! This maze and let her run away. He looked for about 3 minutes and saw her shadow. He prowled to the area she was in and said, "Gotcha Blondie!"
Spike saw no Buffy but blocks that reflected to look like her shadow.
Buffy once again shot him in the back and Spike ran up to her. Instead of shooting though, he kissed her. A couple seconds later the guy said, "All right! Game Over! Score is: Buffy 900 Spike 6!"
"What? I got more than bloody six!"
"The winner is Buffy! Come pick your prize." Spike folded his hands and pouted.
Buffy came back with a stuffed monkey and gave it to spike.
"I named it Nanners. I think you need it more than me."
Spike looked at the monkey and held it to him. "Isn't that right, Nanners. I should have won. Damn sexist people!"
Ohmigod, he is so hott! Buffy thought to herself.
Spike turned down the radio so they could talk. "Buffy, I've liked you the second I laid eyes on you."
"Really?"
"Yep. I thought you might not say yes to this because I thought you might think I'm stuck up."
"Of course, I said yes. You can't judge someone by how they look or in this case how popular you are. I had to remind my friends that."
"I see. That Oz mate is sure protective of you, isn't he."
"Yeah, he's like my big brother."
"I can see why he does."
"What do you mean?"
"Buffy, I don't know if you've noticed but you're beautiful, smart, and talented. It would horrible o let you get away."
"I wouldn't go that far."
"I already did, Luv." Spike said smiling. He was so sweet.
"So where are we going?"
"I don't know if you like fancy restaurants and that bit, but I like to have fun."
"Still doesn't answer my question."
"Ah, let's see, a tad bit of laser tag, maybe some go-karts, bumper-cars. That stuff."
Buffy loved that kind of stuff. How awesome?
They stepped inside Polar's Arcade and Games.
"Come on, let's go!" Buffy said pulling Spike. They were in the laser tag arena. Buffy crept around the sides very carefully.
Spike was going to get Buffy. She was probably around this corner, he suspected. He crept to the next corner and yelled "Ah Ha!" but no one was there.
"Ah Ha is right." Buffy said shooting spike in the back.
"Hey! Get back here Blondie!" Spike said chasing after Buffy.
But he lost her! This maze and let her run away. He looked for about 3 minutes and saw her shadow. He prowled to the area she was in and said, "Gotcha Blondie!"
Spike saw no Buffy but blocks that reflected to look like her shadow.
Buffy once again shot him in the back and Spike ran up to her. Instead of shooting though, he kissed her. A couple seconds later the guy said, "All right! Game Over! Score is: Buffy 900 Spike 6!"
"What? I got more than bloody six!"
"The winner is Buffy! Come pick your prize." Spike folded his hands and pouted.
Buffy came back with a stuffed monkey and gave it to spike.
"I named it Nanners. I think you need it more than me."
Spike looked at the monkey and held it to him. "Isn't that right, Nanners. I should have won. Damn sexist people!"