Notes:
LOTS of rather RUDE language here!! Sorry, it may be a bit much for the rating!!!
Yes. I AM evil. Sooorrryyyy!!!!! Hehe. Writer's block – this chapter was written in very scatty bits 'n bobs! I really need feedback on this, it's VERY sketchy and bleugh! Need a push start so I write more!!
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are song/poem lyrics, disclaimed at beginning of episode if necessary.
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Spike finally sat back into his sofa. He'd spent a long time staring at the boy. There were flecks of Angelus in his appearance, Spike concluded. It was a little while before Connor's eyes slowly slit open and immediately he was in a classic defence position.
Spike's eyebrows rose. *Tyke's got a history behind him*
"Who are you?"
"I'm Spike."
To Spike's extreme amusement, Connor's defensive position just became tenser.
"Daddy warned you about me, didn't he?"
"Yes."
"Thought so. You're human, right?"
"Yes. I am Steven. Angel's son."
"I am Spike. I'm your bloody brother."
"I came to meet you."
"How long yer stayin' for?"
"How long can I?"
"I can't hurt yer kid. I've got a bloody chip in mi head."
"I heard rumours on the way here."
"They're bloody true."
"I think its good."
"You bloody would - bein' Angel's kid."
"Angel isn't my father more than blood."
"Whatdya know. That's the bloody truth of it for all his childer-en."
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They talked, Connor – though still on guard – relaxed a little and told Spike his full story, about his father, about finding Angel and trying to kill him (at which point Spike got very interested) and about trying to make things work now. Spike realised why Connor was actually Steven and eventually they decided that Connor would stay for as long as he felt he wanted to.
"So do you need food an' shit?"
"What is shit?"
"Shit is stuff that comes out yer ass."
"I do not require any."
"You lived in another dimension."
"Yes. Why do you mention it?"
"It's bloody obvious."
"You can tell?"
"I'm dead smart, I am."
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"Are you going to call Angel?" Connor said between mouthfuls.
Spike had taken him to a burger bar. It was the most amazing experience ever. The greasy fries, fizzy manufactured drink and 'meat' burger was given 100% in Connor's eyes.
"Bloody hell no. He'd be here faster than you're eatin' that burger."
"I have never tasted anything like this."
"It the shit alright. No bleedin' teenager can not have tasted it."
"I do not think it resembles my shit."
"Listen mate, I'm gonna have ta educate ye. I'll bet that ponce Angel wants to send you to school."
"He said that it would make me understand this dimension."
"It will, it's important, kid. But there's some stuff yer bleedin' teaches ain't gonna teach. That's where I figure I ought to come in."
"Thank you Spike."
"Lesson One. Every sentence has to have shit in it. Shit can be like 'Wow, amazing, this is THE SHIT.' Or it can be like 'this is shit' that's where it resembles yer shit. Or ya can just bloody well say it. Shit has mutiple uses."
"Thanks Spike, I think my time here will be the shit."
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"You're KEEPING him?"
"Bloody hell Slayer, shut up!"
"You can't keep Angel's son."
"I'm not keepin' the fuckin nonce's son. I'm bloody getting to know my brother."
"Spike…"
"No, listen, Buffy, pet. The second Angel finds out Connor's here, he'll bloody take him away and I'm shitted."
"I don't know."
"If it was Dawn, you'd understand."
Buffy paused and nodded.
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"How did you get this apartment?"
"I played Wall Street, kid."
"I do not understand."
"It's a bloody human thing, lots of money and shit."
"You didn't kill anyone?"
"Nah. I don't do that shit anymore."
"Why not?"
"Killin' humans lost its appeal a while back, kid. Its just not me."
"Even without the chip."
"If the chip were takin out tomorrow, nothing would change."
"Spike, why do you hate Angel?"
"It's a long story and none of yer bloody business yet."
"That's shit."
"Lets talk about 'bloody hell', another one of mi classics. You need new shit."
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"Buffy, any sign of Connor?"
"No, sorry Angel. But don't worry. He lived in another dimension, he can handle himself. Don't' bloody stifle him."
"Thanks for the advice Buffy."
"I'm raising a teenager too, Angel."
"I know."
"Although, I can remember when I used to be one."
"That seems like a century ago." Angel supplied.
"It was…for you – literally."
They smiled and continued talking.
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"Spike, what the hell am I clothed in?" Connor asked a week later.
"Wearing. 'What the hell am I wearing?' You'll get the shit beat out of you if you act like a posh nonce at school."
"Ok, What the hell am I wearing?"
"Trust me, I've seen the bloody idiots that the Bit goes out with, they dress like that, and she says its bloody neat. I think you look fuckin' brilliant."
Connor looked down at his clothes, a little more than unsure of them. Spike had taken him to meet Dawn for a little while and she had taken him shopping with Spike's credit card. He now had a much better wardrobe - that, in Dawn's words, made him look 'hot'.
Spike and Connor were having an amazing time. Every day Connor was learning new things about the world and learning how to deal with them. Where Angel said 'stay safe' Spike said 'fight if you bloody need to, kid.'
During the day, Connor would sleep – having adjusted to vampire hours - and then for the hour before sunset; he would go to Dawn and Buffy to learn more about high school and how to fit it. After that, he would come back to Spike's and the two of them would be out for the rest of the night, usually only back a few minutes before sunrise.
Spike took Connor to every imaginable place possible, they Bronzed for a night, they ate for a night, they slayed for a night, went to the movies, went to some batting cages, went to the library where Spike introduced his brother to poetry – they went everywhere and anywhere together.
Then finally, Spike introduced Connor to girls.
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