Just Another Day In Paradise


Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy. Joss and ME does.


Rating: G


Summery: Based on the Phil Vassar song 'Just Another Day in Paradise'.

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That Morning

The kids screaming, phone ringing
Dog barking at the mailman bringing
That stack of bills - overdue
Good morning baby, how are you?
Got a half hour, quick shower
Take a drink of milk but the milk's gone sour
My funny face makes you laugh
Twist the top on and I put it back
There goes the washing machine
Baby, don't kick it.
I promise I'll fix it
Long about a million other things
"William quit screamin."Spike said coming down the stairs and heading to the kitchen. This was a typical day in the Summers home. Every morning when he woke up Buffy would be on the phone talking to either Cordelia Chase or Willow Rosenberg, when he got down the stairs he had to tell one of their sons to quit screaming, and that stupid dog was always barking at the mailman.


"Probably more bills."Spike grumbled."Hey sweetheart. You still feelin sickly?"he asked Buffy when he seen her sitting at the island in the middle of the kitchen.


"I'm feeling better"she told him. Come to find out they were expexting a third child and every morning Buffy was always sick.


Just then he took out the gallon of milk that was in the refridgerator and took a sip straight for the jug and spit it right back out causing Buffy to start laughing at the look on his face.


"Not funny pet."he told her and put the milk right back. Then Buffy got off the phone and went down to the basement where they kept the washer and dryer. "Spike!"Buffy yelled.


"Don't kick it, luv. I'll fix it later!"he yelled back"along with the blender, the mixer, and who knows what else."

Well, it's ok. It's so nice
It's just another day in paradise
Well, there's no place that
I'd rather be
Well, it's two hearts
And one dream
I wouldn't trade it for anything
And I ask the lord every night
For just another day in paradise

Later that night

Friday, you're late
Guess we'll never make our dinner date
At the restaurant you start to cry
Baby, we'll just improvise
Well, plan B looks like
Dominoes' pizza in the candle light
Then we'll tippy toe to our room
Make a little love that's overdue
Spike was siting on the couch in the living room when Buffy got back from shopping.


"Guess we have to cancel the reservations at the restaurant."Spike said"Oh well. How bout pizza?"

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Now they were sitting in the dining room eat the pizza Spike ordered.


"How bout after this we head upstairs?"Spike asked."It's been a little while since."


"Fine with me."

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When they got up there and were about to get in bed, they heard a knocking sound on their bedroom door.


Spike rolled his eyes and said"Come in."


Then their youngest son, Jason, came in.

But somebody had a bad dream
Mama and daddy
Can meand my teddy
Come in to sleep in between?
"Can I sleep with you and Mommy?"he asked Spike."I had a bad dream."


"Sure. Come here, bit"Spike said picking him up and tucking him in the middle of himself and Buffy.

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Yeah it's ok. It's so nice.
It's just another day in paradise.
Well, there's no place that
I'd rather be
Well, it's two hearts
And one dream
I wouldn't trade it for anything
And I ask the lord every night
For just another day in paradise

Now both Jason and Buffy were asleep and Spike was still up watching them. The last thought he had that night before falling asleep was *Just another day in paradise*.


The End

Well, it's ok. It's so nice.
It's just another day in paradise.
Well, there's no place that
I'd rather be
Two hearts
And one dream
I wouldn't trade it for anything
And I ask the lord every night
For just another day in paradise

For just another day in paradise
Well, it's the kids screaming. The phone ringing
Just another day
Well, it's Friday. You're late
Oh yeah, it's just another day in paradise