A few minutes later Spike came back weilding a bottle of very old looking whiskey, two shot glasses, and a crowbar. He hopped up onto one of the lab tables and sat down indian style placing the glasses in front of him and poured the whiskey into each glass. And threw the crowbar to the side, he noticed Fred eyeing the crow bar.
" What? I had to get it out of Angel's stash somehow." Spike said raising a brow and pushed her glass towards her. Fred sighed with a slight grin and sat across from him on the table.
" Prepared to lose?" She asked smiling and picked up her glass.
" That should be said in reverse pet." Spike replied quickly downing his first glass. Fred shook her head at him and picked up her glass, taking in the strong whiskey down and set the glass down.
" Blech... How old is this stuff?" She asked eyeing Spike who poured the two glasses again.
" Well Peaches had it stored away pretty good in his 'Special Stash' so I'm guess'n it's a bit over 100." Spike said taking down his 2nd shot. Fred nodded and took hers as well minus the 'Blech'.
" This is so easy." Fred grinned as she watched Spike pour the two yet again.
" Luv, I can already picture you in those panties and whip." Spike said grinning and raising a brow as he pushed foward.
" To the third." Spike said holding up his glass as the two clincked and drank it down.
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Spike lay on the lab table, his hand weakly grasping his 10th shot as he tossed the liqur into his mouth and coughed setting his glass down next to him. " Mind pour'n the next one luv? I can't seem to remember where the bottle is..." Spike said raising his neck up a bit seeing Fred who leaned on her arm hard and grasped the bottle and poured some more in his glass trying not to spill while she got lost in a fit of giggles. She poured it in her own glass and they drank again. Fred started laughing again and put the bottle between them, Spike sat up a bit holding his weight on his arms behind him.
" What's so..... funny?"Spike asked, some gaps between his words.
" Nothing..." Fred said laughing like a school girl again as she looked at the bottle. " Nearly gone...."
" 'Ere then." Spike said grabbing the bottle and just drank half of what was left straight from the bottle and handed it to Fred.
" Ew.... Spike germs." She said shrugging and drank the rest and threw the bottle into a trash bin and fell back onto her back laughing. " I honstly have no idea why I'm laughing!"
" You're so.... Drunk." Spike said leaning back down as well.
" So who won?"
" Neither. Think it was a.... Tie." Spike said hic uping.
" Aw." She sighed and giggled again rolling off the table and onto the floor. Spike looked over the side down at her.
" You okay pet?" He asked raising a brow.
" Nighty Night...." Fred said dreamily and crawled under the labtable and fell asleep.
" Well.... Guess I drank her under the table..." Spike said chuckling a bit and fell off the lab table as well joining Fred under the lab table. He soon fell into a deep sleep as well with Fred rolling her head over onto his shoulder.
" What? I had to get it out of Angel's stash somehow." Spike said raising a brow and pushed her glass towards her. Fred sighed with a slight grin and sat across from him on the table.
" Prepared to lose?" She asked smiling and picked up her glass.
" That should be said in reverse pet." Spike replied quickly downing his first glass. Fred shook her head at him and picked up her glass, taking in the strong whiskey down and set the glass down.
" Blech... How old is this stuff?" She asked eyeing Spike who poured the two glasses again.
" Well Peaches had it stored away pretty good in his 'Special Stash' so I'm guess'n it's a bit over 100." Spike said taking down his 2nd shot. Fred nodded and took hers as well minus the 'Blech'.
" This is so easy." Fred grinned as she watched Spike pour the two yet again.
" Luv, I can already picture you in those panties and whip." Spike said grinning and raising a brow as he pushed foward.
" To the third." Spike said holding up his glass as the two clincked and drank it down.
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Spike lay on the lab table, his hand weakly grasping his 10th shot as he tossed the liqur into his mouth and coughed setting his glass down next to him. " Mind pour'n the next one luv? I can't seem to remember where the bottle is..." Spike said raising his neck up a bit seeing Fred who leaned on her arm hard and grasped the bottle and poured some more in his glass trying not to spill while she got lost in a fit of giggles. She poured it in her own glass and they drank again. Fred started laughing again and put the bottle between them, Spike sat up a bit holding his weight on his arms behind him.
" What's so..... funny?"Spike asked, some gaps between his words.
" Nothing..." Fred said laughing like a school girl again as she looked at the bottle. " Nearly gone...."
" 'Ere then." Spike said grabbing the bottle and just drank half of what was left straight from the bottle and handed it to Fred.
" Ew.... Spike germs." She said shrugging and drank the rest and threw the bottle into a trash bin and fell back onto her back laughing. " I honstly have no idea why I'm laughing!"
" You're so.... Drunk." Spike said leaning back down as well.
" So who won?"
" Neither. Think it was a.... Tie." Spike said hic uping.
" Aw." She sighed and giggled again rolling off the table and onto the floor. Spike looked over the side down at her.
" You okay pet?" He asked raising a brow.
" Nighty Night...." Fred said dreamily and crawled under the labtable and fell asleep.
" Well.... Guess I drank her under the table..." Spike said chuckling a bit and fell off the lab table as well joining Fred under the lab table. He soon fell into a deep sleep as well with Fred rolling her head over onto his shoulder.