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A/N To make up for them being late, here's another chapter. Enjoy!

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Buffy slowly drifted awake, feeling happier than she had felt in a long time. She snuggled deeper into her bed, before being hit by the strange feeling that she was not alone. She opened her eyes to see a very gorgeous, very naked vampire looking over at her.

"Morning, luv."

Buffy yawned, and stretched out like a cat. "What time is it?"

"Nearly nine o'clock. I shut the curtains to avoid getting myself a bad case of sunburn."

Buffy nodded, and snuggled close to him. "I can't be nine o'clock already. I'm still tired."

Spike grinned at her in his lopsided way, and said smoothly, "Well, it's not as if you got a lot of sleep last night, luv."

She was about to think up a response when she heard someone knocking on the door. "Buffy? It's me. Can I come in?"

Buffy sat up so suddenly the whole bed shook. "Erm, just a minute, Willow." She turned to Spike. "Hide!"

"Where?"

"In the closet."

Spike quickly scrambled out of bed, and threw himself into the wardrobe at the other side of the room.

"Okay, Will."

Willow opened the door, and tiptoed into the room. "Hi Buffy. How did the fight go last night?"

"Fine. We killed the demon."

"Oh, good."

Buffy contemplated telling Willow about the demon's warning, but decided against it. It would mean more research, and Buffy just couldn't take any more of that.

"Can I borrow your sweater Buffy? You know, the blue one with the star?"

"Sure."

Willow was heading towards the wardrobe, when Buffy suddenly realised what a mistake she'd made.

"No! It's in the wash. I'm so stupid, I forgot."

Willow looked searchingly at her for a second, then said, "Okay. Thanks anyway."

She left the room, and as she was going through the doorway, she said, "By the way, Buffy, next time you get Spike to hide in your closet, make sure he hides his clothes too."

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It was night, and Buffy, Willow, Dawn and Spike sat impatiently in Buffy's living room, waiting for Xander and Anya to arrive. They were having a party to celebrate the death of the demon, and they were impatient for it to get underway.

Buffy kept glancing over at Willow, wondering if she was going to say anything. She hadn't mentioned what had happened between Buffy and Spike all day, but she was worried that the moment they were alone, they'd have to have "the talk".

Buffy's thoughts were interrupted when there was a loud knocking on the door.

"They're here!" Dawn yelled as she scrambled to the door. As she pulled it open, she yelled, "What took you so long?"

"Sorry, Dawn, but we brought something that might make it up to you."

"Ooh, what?"

Xander pulled a small square box out of his pocket.

"The Best Party Songs EVER CD."

"Oooh, yay!"

Dawn ran back into the living room, and waved it in front of Buffy's face. "Can I put it on, Buffy? Please?"

Buffy nodded her consent, and Dawn ran to the CD player. A few seconds later she came back and sat on the couch with the others, and waited for the first song to start.

She was rewarded for her enthusiasm when she heard the first few notes of the music.

Friday night it's party time, feeling ready looking fine, viene diego rumbeando

"It's the Ketchup Song!!!"

Dawn jumped up, and grabbed Buffy's hand. "Come on, Buffy."

She dragged her across the room and onto the coffee table. Spike was about to ask what they were doing, when Willow jumped up and ran after them.

"Let me up too."

"Sorry, Will," Buffy said, apologetically. "There's not enough room."

"What are you all doing," Spike asked, but was completely ignored by the three girls, who were now totally involved in singing the song.

"And he dances, y la cantaaaaaaa!" Buffy sang at the top of her lungs, as they started to dance to the chorus.

Asereje, ja, de je, de jebe tu de jebere

The girls started to cross their hands over in a weird hand jive as Spike just stared in disbelief.

seibiunouva majavi

They pointed their thumbs over their shoulders, and started to shake their hands as they raised them in the air.

an de bugui an de buididipi

They then put their arms above their hands and waggled their knees together in time to the music.

"I said a hey, ha, de hey, de hay a something, something, something, no armardi, and the something and the something de-de!" Dawn sang as Spike walked towards the girls, staring at them as if they were insane.

"What are you doing???"

"Oh, you have to join in!" Before Spike had time to react, Buffy had pounced from the coffee table, and pulled him up onto it too. "Just copy me."

As the chorus started again, Spike tried to do what Buffy was doing. He knew there was no point trying to argue with her, the macarina incident had proved that, so he decided the best he could do was try to play along.

"NO!" Buffy yelled at him. "Right over left, left over right, right over left, left over right!"

"Sorry, Slayer," he said as he tried to copy her movements. He was just starting to pick it up when he heard Buffy yell, "Thumbs!"

He tried to catch up, but it was too late, and she was already shaking her knees. "Shake your knees, Spike!"

"I'm trying, luv, but it's a hard dance."

Willow snorted as Buffy scowled at him. "A hard dance? Spike, this dance is so easy a *monkey* could do it!"

"Bet Harris couldn't do it."

"Oh, no!" Xander said, wide eyed. "I an NOT doing the Ketchup dance!"

"Oh, come on, sweetie," Anya said, as she dragged him to the middle of the room as well. "Don't be silly."

The chorus rolled around again, and Spike tried desperately to do it perfectly. He was *not* going to be beaten by Xander. He wiggled his knees as hard as he could, causing him to lose his balance and tumble head first off the coffee table.

The song ended with Spike collapsed on the floor, and Xander doubled up with laughter. Buffy went over to the CD player and turned it off.

"Maybe we shouldn't dance any more," she said breathlessly. "I think Spike got a little bit over-enthusiastic there. Lets play charades instead!"

"Oh, no!" Xander and Spike said together, then turned to look at each other. "I am so gonna beat you," they said.

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Xander was standing in the middle of the room, twitching his nose and holding out his hands like paws.

"Rugrats!" Buffy guessed.

"Yeah," Xander said as she walked hurriedly back to his seat. "Your turn Buffy."

"No," Buffy said, with an evil grin. "It's Spike's turn."

"Errr, I can't think of anything," Spike said quickly.

"Not a problem," Buffy said with a laugh. "I've already got one for you." She pulled Spike off the couch, and whispered in his ear.

"I can't do that!" Spike said indignantly. "Can't I do something like Friends instead?"

"You said you couldn't think of anything!"

"Well, now I have."

"Tough. You're doing it."

Spike sighed as Buffy sat back on the couch, and looked at him expectantly.

"Okay, it's a song."

"You have to do the action!" Dawn said.

"Well, you know now, anyway." He held up one finger.

"One word," Willow said.

He then held up two fingers in the V sign.

"You're supposed to do it on you're arm. That's just swearing at us."

"I didn't know," Spike said innocently. "I just thought that was what you did."

"No talking!" Buffy said. "So, two syllables."

Spike held up two fingers.

"Second syllable."

Spike paused, looking uncomfortable.

"Go on!"

Spike glared at Buffy for a moment, then proceeded to act out sitting on, and flushing the toilet.

"Toilet? That's the second syllable?" Willow asked confused.

Spike just glared at her, pissed off.

"Why don't you do it again, Spike?"

"Fuck you, Slayer."

"I'm sure you did," Willow said quietly, with a giggle.

"What was that?" Xander asked, looking confused.

"Nothing," Willow said, blushing. "And NO talking Spike."

Spike did the action again, and when they still looked blankly at him, he yelled, "It's Waterloo, you prats!"

"Ha! You spoke! Now you have to do another one!" Buffy said triumphantly.

"Fine," Spike said, an idea hitting him. "But I get to pick it."

He grinned lopsidedly at her, then said, "It's a TV show, one word, one syllable, and all that crap." He paused for a moment. "So here it is."

He strode towards Buffy in one fluid motion and kissed her, hard.

"Ooooh, Passions!" Dawn said.

"Right, Little Bit," Spike said, as he pulled away.

"Spike!" Willow said, shocked.

Buffy leapt up and punched him hard in the nose, sending him flying backwards. "I can't believe you did that, you pig!"

For a moment, Spike was offended, then he saw Buffy give him a small wink. This was all for the sake of Xander.

"God, you are sinking to new lows, Spike," Xander said, disgusted.

"Yeah," Spike said, grinning. "I guess I am. Well, I gotta get my kicks somehow."

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A/N: Do you have The Ketchup Song in America? If you don't, it's kinda like the Macarina. A pointless dance that everybody knows. I just couldn't get the image of Spike standing on a table, arms over his head, waggling his knees, out of my head, so I had to put it in. And as for the charades, I had to do Waterloo once, and it wasn't fun. Please review!!!