Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. But if Joss decides to
get rid of them, Ill be first in line to tame them off his hands. Hehe. (.
Buffy's Special Birthday Gift
Buffy stared down at her half burnt birthday cake. She smiled weakly at the pitiful dessert.
"Happy Birthday Buffy!", Anya cheered enthusiastically, followed by blowing one of those annoying birthday horns.
Willow frowned, "Sorry Buffy. You came early and the cake wasn't done. So, I cooked it faster with a bit of magic. But it kind of over did it. But don't worry! You're other present will be here soon!"
Anya and Willow glanced each other, trying their best to hide their smiles.
"Um.. Stay right here Buffy. I have to talk to Willow in the kitchen for a minute. Why don't you occupy yourself with that lovely cake. It's probably not edible. But hey! You're creative! Use your imagination!", Anya said a bit nervously, as she pulled Willow into the kitchen.
Anya and Willow had hired a male stripper to come to the party later on. They both thought a lap dance would be just the thing to cheer Buffy up.
"Do you think she'll like it? I can't wait till he gets here! I wonder what he looks like!", Anya whispered to Willow, quite excitedly.
"I'm sure she'll love it! And he should be here soon. You know, even though I'm into the female gender now, I'm still kind of curious to see how this turns out.", Willow whispered back, smiling devilishly.
Just then the doorbell rang and all three girls rushed to answer the door. Willow opened the door, all three grinning anxiously.
And there he stood. Spike. Bare and muscle-toned torso showing. He wore a sexy fireman outfit.
All three girls stood there staring, jaws dropped, and awe-struck. Spike, not looking at them and unaware, of who his customers were, broke out into his usual saying.
"Hey ladies! Ready to have a good.", he looked up and it hit him,".time?" He blushed and looked down.
"Oh. Sorry. Must have gotten the wrong house", he said nervously, slowly backing away. Willow and Anya shrugged and smiled wickedly at Spike. They took both his arms and pulled him inside, slamming the door behind him.
One could only imagine what happened next.(
Buffy's Special Birthday Gift
Buffy stared down at her half burnt birthday cake. She smiled weakly at the pitiful dessert.
"Happy Birthday Buffy!", Anya cheered enthusiastically, followed by blowing one of those annoying birthday horns.
Willow frowned, "Sorry Buffy. You came early and the cake wasn't done. So, I cooked it faster with a bit of magic. But it kind of over did it. But don't worry! You're other present will be here soon!"
Anya and Willow glanced each other, trying their best to hide their smiles.
"Um.. Stay right here Buffy. I have to talk to Willow in the kitchen for a minute. Why don't you occupy yourself with that lovely cake. It's probably not edible. But hey! You're creative! Use your imagination!", Anya said a bit nervously, as she pulled Willow into the kitchen.
Anya and Willow had hired a male stripper to come to the party later on. They both thought a lap dance would be just the thing to cheer Buffy up.
"Do you think she'll like it? I can't wait till he gets here! I wonder what he looks like!", Anya whispered to Willow, quite excitedly.
"I'm sure she'll love it! And he should be here soon. You know, even though I'm into the female gender now, I'm still kind of curious to see how this turns out.", Willow whispered back, smiling devilishly.
Just then the doorbell rang and all three girls rushed to answer the door. Willow opened the door, all three grinning anxiously.
And there he stood. Spike. Bare and muscle-toned torso showing. He wore a sexy fireman outfit.
All three girls stood there staring, jaws dropped, and awe-struck. Spike, not looking at them and unaware, of who his customers were, broke out into his usual saying.
"Hey ladies! Ready to have a good.", he looked up and it hit him,".time?" He blushed and looked down.
"Oh. Sorry. Must have gotten the wrong house", he said nervously, slowly backing away. Willow and Anya shrugged and smiled wickedly at Spike. They took both his arms and pulled him inside, slamming the door behind him.
One could only imagine what happened next.(