--------------Author's Note--------------
I've gone back and re-written this one. I got a lot of people saying it could be better, so I went and tried again. What'ya think?
--------------Author's Note--------------
"So."
"What?"
"So... What should we do now?"
Willow and Tara were walking down the streets of Sunnydale, hand in hand.
"Well, there's a few people I'd like to go see. Spike, for instance..." Willow suggested. "I want to know what he thinks of us, being evil and all."
"You want him to join us?"
"No! Maybe. I just wanna, have a little fun is all."
"Fun?" Tara asked
Willow just smirked and looked mock-innocent.
"Okay." Tara paused. She smashed the window of a near-by magic shop, (not the magic box) and gathered some stuff.
"That sounds like fun." Tara flicked her tongue out and in again.
"Viper."
"Vixen."
The pair moved together and touched noses and foreheads as they held hands.
"Willow, what are we going to do about Buffy?"
"Let her come. With our magicks, we can take her. Put the slayer back in her place."
The pair vamped and walked proudly and definately towards Spike's crypt.
"I don't even see why I had to come down here. Couldn't we have just talked on the phone?" Cordy asked, sipping her coffee.
Buffy didn't get a chance to answer before the phone rang.
Buffy yawned. *I've been up half the night worrying about Willow and Tara, and now I had to get up up 7 to let Cordelia in. PLEASE let this be good news.* She thought as she went to pick up the phone.
"Hello? Spike, what do you want? ... Oh... Okay." She hung up.
"We could have talked on the phone, but I'd rather have you down here. You might remember something if you see her. Right now I have to go. Dawn should be up soon, tell her she can take the day off school if she wants. She's still out of it. Willow and Tara, they... We miss them."
Buffy took her coat and walked out the door.
"They were here?"
"Yeah. Red, and blondie." Spike looked pretty beat up. His shirt was torn open, with burn marks all over his chest, and his eyes were so swollen that Buffy couldn't even see them.
"Tara and Willow were here. What did they say?"
*Say?* thought Spike. *Didn't really say a whole lot.*
Spike remembered back to only a few hours ago, when the two of them had just swung open his door and walked in. Tara walked right up to him and punched Spike in his very surprised-looking face. He stumbled a bit, her punch obviously backed by spells, then hit her back. A fight occurred, but Tara had enough time between punches to cast a spell that sent Spike flying. While he was on the ground, Willow came over and straddled him.
"What do they know?" She had asked. Then Tara came into his view again. It was strange to see such a kind beauty as a vampire, Spike had thought.
*Her foot wasn't too beautiful, connecting with my side!*
"What do they know?" Willow repeated.
Spike struggled underneath her.
"Uh uh uh," she scolded him, "Don't do that." She muttered something in latin and suddenly Spike felt woozy and weak, as if he had been drugged.
"What do they know?" Willow repeated yet again.
Spike gave in quickly. The spell had greatly affected him. "They know that you two have gone all evil and everythin'. The slayer saw you at The Bronze." He paused. "What are you here for?"
Spike knew that they wouldn't come to him just for that.
Tara explained. "Sweetie, we just want to torture you."
Now Spike did start to struggle, properly this time. Something in the girl's voice said that she meant business. But he couldn't get free.
*What are we going to do?* Willow silently asked Tara.
*I don't know!* the pair began to panic.
*Wait, I got an idea.*
Willow ripped open Spike's shirt. Then she did another spell and her fingers began to glow. As she ran her hands over Spike's bare chest, she spoke to him.
"Hey baby. I want to introduce us."
Where Willow's fingers touched Spike's chest, it burned him. He grunted with pain, but didn't give them the satisfaction of screaming.
"I am Vixen..." She began tracing her name very s-l-o-w-l-y onto Spike, leaving a mark.
"And this is Viper..." She did the same with Tara's chosen name.
"Hey baby." Tara joined the party. "You have nice eyes."
Spike looked at her and noticed that she was holding a bottle of something, and an eye-dropper.
*Holy water, nice touch,* Vixen complimented her girl-friend.
Willow leaned over Spike almost seductively to hold him down stil as Viper kneeled down next to his face. They made very sure that Spike could see what Tara was doing and she kept eye-contact with him as she drew liquid into the eye-dropper.
"It's holy water. I just love your eyes."
Spike realised what they were going to do and managed to gather the strength to throw Willow off him.
"No way, blondie. You're not getting near my face."
Willow hit him in the nose with her forearm.
*Her name's not 'blondie',* she screamed in his head, *Call her Viper!*
"Viper." Spike muttered.
*Stupid name,* he thought.
"I heard that." Viper was walking up to him. She two girls held hands and talked together in a lost language.
Spike lost control of his legs and fell over. When he tried to move he realised that he couldn't.
*What the bloody hell did you do?* He figured that if he thought loudly they would hear him. He couldn't move his mouth.
"This time, hold still."
Tara advanced on him, the eye-dropper full and nearly dripping on the floor.
"And baby? This WILL hurt."
"The spell wore off eventually. I called you as soon as I could."
He made an effort to open his eyes. When Buffy saw them even she turned away.
"Will they heal?" she asked.
"I don't know. Vampire healing and stuff, but... My right eye's worse."
Buffy found herself staring at it.
"Buffy," Spike said quite seriously, "they're playing. They won't stop with me. They're playing."
With this, he finally passed out from the pain.
I've gone back and re-written this one. I got a lot of people saying it could be better, so I went and tried again. What'ya think?
--------------Author's Note--------------
"So."
"What?"
"So... What should we do now?"
Willow and Tara were walking down the streets of Sunnydale, hand in hand.
"Well, there's a few people I'd like to go see. Spike, for instance..." Willow suggested. "I want to know what he thinks of us, being evil and all."
"You want him to join us?"
"No! Maybe. I just wanna, have a little fun is all."
"Fun?" Tara asked
Willow just smirked and looked mock-innocent.
"Okay." Tara paused. She smashed the window of a near-by magic shop, (not the magic box) and gathered some stuff.
"That sounds like fun." Tara flicked her tongue out and in again.
"Viper."
"Vixen."
The pair moved together and touched noses and foreheads as they held hands.
"Willow, what are we going to do about Buffy?"
"Let her come. With our magicks, we can take her. Put the slayer back in her place."
The pair vamped and walked proudly and definately towards Spike's crypt.
"I don't even see why I had to come down here. Couldn't we have just talked on the phone?" Cordy asked, sipping her coffee.
Buffy didn't get a chance to answer before the phone rang.
Buffy yawned. *I've been up half the night worrying about Willow and Tara, and now I had to get up up 7 to let Cordelia in. PLEASE let this be good news.* She thought as she went to pick up the phone.
"Hello? Spike, what do you want? ... Oh... Okay." She hung up.
"We could have talked on the phone, but I'd rather have you down here. You might remember something if you see her. Right now I have to go. Dawn should be up soon, tell her she can take the day off school if she wants. She's still out of it. Willow and Tara, they... We miss them."
Buffy took her coat and walked out the door.
"They were here?"
"Yeah. Red, and blondie." Spike looked pretty beat up. His shirt was torn open, with burn marks all over his chest, and his eyes were so swollen that Buffy couldn't even see them.
"Tara and Willow were here. What did they say?"
*Say?* thought Spike. *Didn't really say a whole lot.*
Spike remembered back to only a few hours ago, when the two of them had just swung open his door and walked in. Tara walked right up to him and punched Spike in his very surprised-looking face. He stumbled a bit, her punch obviously backed by spells, then hit her back. A fight occurred, but Tara had enough time between punches to cast a spell that sent Spike flying. While he was on the ground, Willow came over and straddled him.
"What do they know?" She had asked. Then Tara came into his view again. It was strange to see such a kind beauty as a vampire, Spike had thought.
*Her foot wasn't too beautiful, connecting with my side!*
"What do they know?" Willow repeated.
Spike struggled underneath her.
"Uh uh uh," she scolded him, "Don't do that." She muttered something in latin and suddenly Spike felt woozy and weak, as if he had been drugged.
"What do they know?" Willow repeated yet again.
Spike gave in quickly. The spell had greatly affected him. "They know that you two have gone all evil and everythin'. The slayer saw you at The Bronze." He paused. "What are you here for?"
Spike knew that they wouldn't come to him just for that.
Tara explained. "Sweetie, we just want to torture you."
Now Spike did start to struggle, properly this time. Something in the girl's voice said that she meant business. But he couldn't get free.
*What are we going to do?* Willow silently asked Tara.
*I don't know!* the pair began to panic.
*Wait, I got an idea.*
Willow ripped open Spike's shirt. Then she did another spell and her fingers began to glow. As she ran her hands over Spike's bare chest, she spoke to him.
"Hey baby. I want to introduce us."
Where Willow's fingers touched Spike's chest, it burned him. He grunted with pain, but didn't give them the satisfaction of screaming.
"I am Vixen..." She began tracing her name very s-l-o-w-l-y onto Spike, leaving a mark.
"And this is Viper..." She did the same with Tara's chosen name.
"Hey baby." Tara joined the party. "You have nice eyes."
Spike looked at her and noticed that she was holding a bottle of something, and an eye-dropper.
*Holy water, nice touch,* Vixen complimented her girl-friend.
Willow leaned over Spike almost seductively to hold him down stil as Viper kneeled down next to his face. They made very sure that Spike could see what Tara was doing and she kept eye-contact with him as she drew liquid into the eye-dropper.
"It's holy water. I just love your eyes."
Spike realised what they were going to do and managed to gather the strength to throw Willow off him.
"No way, blondie. You're not getting near my face."
Willow hit him in the nose with her forearm.
*Her name's not 'blondie',* she screamed in his head, *Call her Viper!*
"Viper." Spike muttered.
*Stupid name,* he thought.
"I heard that." Viper was walking up to him. She two girls held hands and talked together in a lost language.
Spike lost control of his legs and fell over. When he tried to move he realised that he couldn't.
*What the bloody hell did you do?* He figured that if he thought loudly they would hear him. He couldn't move his mouth.
"This time, hold still."
Tara advanced on him, the eye-dropper full and nearly dripping on the floor.
"And baby? This WILL hurt."
"The spell wore off eventually. I called you as soon as I could."
He made an effort to open his eyes. When Buffy saw them even she turned away.
"Will they heal?" she asked.
"I don't know. Vampire healing and stuff, but... My right eye's worse."
Buffy found herself staring at it.
"Buffy," Spike said quite seriously, "they're playing. They won't stop with me. They're playing."
With this, he finally passed out from the pain.