Copy right..... Joss', .... I can only borrow them... restraining order..
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[say 'ello to Amends 2.2! Thanks again to msu for noticing my slip-ups. :)]
~Amends Part Two -Soccer Refrences~
Four thousand dried tears, a hundred and twenty minutes, five card games, and $17.50 later, Spike sat on the couch watching the lateset Man U game intently, and listening to the sound of water blasting from the bathroom upstairs, when Xander walked in.
"Honey. Your home." Spike quipped. "Where are the ants? Not a'marching?" Xander plopped onto the couch opposite Spike, and groaned, pushing unruly hair off of his forehead and slumping back.
"Buffy wanted me to 'check on the Mini Summers'. Which translates into 'all those with an empty eye socket and no supernatual abilities to boot, please exit stage left.' "he sighed and then shrugged his shoulders in defeat."So what's on the tube?"
Spike pointed to the soccer game in progress."Man U versus Arsenal. Telly's a hell of a lot easier to watch when the pitter-patter of the Girly Army is missing." He stifled a cry of agony as Man U's goal tender took a mouth full of grass, allowing the ball to whiz past his cranium and into the net.
"Whoo-hoo Arsenal!" Xander exclaimed, pumping his fist into the air."They're on fire this season. Giving Man U a run for their money."
Spike snorted indignantly. "Arsenal isn't nearly as un-bloody- bearible as usual, but their not going anywhere special." Spike thought for a moment, "But I guess the two teams have their simalarities"
Xander was silent for a moment, "Yeah, I mean they're both terrified about their next opponant. Neither knows whats gonna happen."
"Man U's got a feeling that the future after the big batt-..er, game isn't gonna be very bright for him. I mean, them. But they're sure Arsenal's going all the way" Spike kept a steely gaze on the TV. Even as Xander spoke up again.
"Well, Arsenal's pretty sure that both, uh, teams, are gonna make it through." He nervously fiddled with a pillow.
"Yeah, well. Man U just wanted to make sure that Arsenal ,before the big, match, that knew Man U didn't, uh, hate him...them." Spike stood up akwardly. "Right then, time for a cig." Spike swaggered out of the room and onto the back porch, while Xander sat on the couch, replaying that incredibly akward conversation back in his head.
Dont ask. lol. In case your slow like me, the soccer team references were Spikes way of trying to get through to Xander what he thought was going to happen, and letting him know where the two of them were. Please R&R!!!!!!!!!!
~Amends Part Two -Soccer Refrences~
Four thousand dried tears, a hundred and twenty minutes, five card games, and $17.50 later, Spike sat on the couch watching the lateset Man U game intently, and listening to the sound of water blasting from the bathroom upstairs, when Xander walked in.
"Honey. Your home." Spike quipped. "Where are the ants? Not a'marching?" Xander plopped onto the couch opposite Spike, and groaned, pushing unruly hair off of his forehead and slumping back.
"Buffy wanted me to 'check on the Mini Summers'. Which translates into 'all those with an empty eye socket and no supernatual abilities to boot, please exit stage left.' "he sighed and then shrugged his shoulders in defeat."So what's on the tube?"
Spike pointed to the soccer game in progress."Man U versus Arsenal. Telly's a hell of a lot easier to watch when the pitter-patter of the Girly Army is missing." He stifled a cry of agony as Man U's goal tender took a mouth full of grass, allowing the ball to whiz past his cranium and into the net.
"Whoo-hoo Arsenal!" Xander exclaimed, pumping his fist into the air."They're on fire this season. Giving Man U a run for their money."
Spike snorted indignantly. "Arsenal isn't nearly as un-bloody- bearible as usual, but their not going anywhere special." Spike thought for a moment, "But I guess the two teams have their simalarities"
Xander was silent for a moment, "Yeah, I mean they're both terrified about their next opponant. Neither knows whats gonna happen."
"Man U's got a feeling that the future after the big batt-..er, game isn't gonna be very bright for him. I mean, them. But they're sure Arsenal's going all the way" Spike kept a steely gaze on the TV. Even as Xander spoke up again.
"Well, Arsenal's pretty sure that both, uh, teams, are gonna make it through." He nervously fiddled with a pillow.
"Yeah, well. Man U just wanted to make sure that Arsenal ,before the big, match, that knew Man U didn't, uh, hate him...them." Spike stood up akwardly. "Right then, time for a cig." Spike swaggered out of the room and onto the back porch, while Xander sat on the couch, replaying that incredibly akward conversation back in his head.
Dont ask. lol. In case your slow like me, the soccer team references were Spikes way of trying to get through to Xander what he thought was going to happen, and letting him know where the two of them were. Please R&R!!!!!!!!!!