Like Father, Like Daughter
By: Gold Sword and Silver Bow
Brody- 101- Thanks, and yeah, we've known eachother since... Well, I really don't know. LoL
bad-to-the-bone- LoL! Yeah, I know. Beer Bad is one of my favorite episodes! And you're welcome!
cynthia- No!! Not even close! But keep guessing. Buffy's not the mother, if any of you guys are thinking she is.
AraelMoonchild- A.J. will be more explained in the later on chapters. I love Adele too! She's so crazy and all of us need to have a friend like her... We DO! It's Silver!!
"I could've drive-ed myself home, ya know?" Buffy babbled drunkenly as Spike dragged her to her front door.
"Well, we wouldn't want to crash into the innocent people on the sidewalk," Spike said, pulling her back up to her feet when she tried to sit down.
When they got to the door, the bleach wonder noticed that the door was partially open. Spike kicked the door opened and hauled her to the couch.
"G'night Buffy," he whispered softly into her ear.
"G'night," she whispered back. He kissed her softly on the cheek and left before Oz and Willow drove into the driveway.
When the sun shined through the window, Buffy slowly woke up to the delicious smell of Willow's French toast and a headache.
"Willow, could you make some for me?" Buffy asked, walking herself to the kitchen and nursing her headache. "And some Advil?"
"Sure!" Willow said, more upbeat and perky than she should be in the morning, "Coming right up!" Her grin never leaving her face.
"Are you okay?" Buffy asked, holding up her head with her hand. "Have you been drinking coffee again?"
"No, it's just that…" Willow now blushing. "He kissed me goodnight!"
Buffy's head snapped up, which caused her to feel light-headed. "Ooh! Was it a kiss-kiss or a smoochie?"
"It definitely wasn't a kiss-kiss," Willow's face was now the color of her hair, fiddling with the spatula while making her best friend French toast. "But it wasn't a complete smoochie."
Dawn came down at the same time the redhead slid her scrumptious creation onto the elder Summers sister's plate.
"Is there anymore?" she asked, happiness reflecting in her smile.
"Nope, but I'll make more!" Willow answered, placing two egg-soaked bread onto the skillet.
"You guys are too perky," the blonde said, before eating her last bite and taking off. "Do you know where my Advil is? I'm having a serious hang-over." She whispered the last part to Willow, so that only she could hear.
"Buffy, what happened?" Dawn said, obviously overhearing Buffy's last sentence. "You never drink, unless…"
"You saw him again? Didn't you?" Willow asked, concerned about her best friend. "How did you get home last night? You didn't—"
"No, some guy I met at the Bronze drove me home." Buffy swallowed her pills and gulped down a half of glass of water to wash them down. "It'll be okay, and besides the man was really nice." And sexy.
"Yeah," Dawn started, putting her dishes away into the sink. "Anya is coming over with A.J. to discuss the wedding since Xander is busy working on the High School."
"Alright," Buffy smiled as her sister walked upstairs to change out of her pajamas. "Don't tell Anya about sexy stranger who I met at the bar."
"Yeah," Willow started. "She'll probably ask you how many orgasms he gave you."
"Tosha! What are you talking about?" an angry father yelled, thrashing a piece of paper around in the air. "Do you think this bloody report card is acceptable, luv?"
"No, Blondie Bear," she muttered under her breath. Tosha started calling her father that ever since his ex-girlfriend, Harmony, nicknamed him that.
"That's it!" Spike threw his hands in the air. Tosha smirked as her thoughts were on her supposed victory. "You're grounded and you're goin' to get a tutor!"
"A TUTOR!"
"Yes, and this is the end of this discussion!" Spike finished off, cutting off Tosha's next words. "GO TO YOUR ROOM!"
The blonde huffed to her room and slammed the door shut.
He sighed and then looked up. "What am I gonna do with her?"
"Send her to boarding school."
"What?"
"Spike, behind you," Tosha yelled from behind her door as he turned around and saw one of his roommates, Gunn.
"God, you scared me!" Spike said trying to hold back a scream. "Don't ever do that again."
Gunn smiled, but then winced.
"Uncle Gunn!" Tosha exclaimed as she saw his bleeding lip. "What happened?"
"Got into another one," he explained, as Spike's daughter handed him an icepack she had grabbed from the freezer.
"Gonna get my kid in a mess of trouble one day," Spike muttered as he lit a cigarette. Tosha looked at him wide-eyed, glad that her father didn't have eyes in the back of his head.
"Well, I'm gonna go get started on that homework that I said that I didn't have," her British-tainted voice said as she ran back to her room.
It wasn't as exciting as the other chapters, but yeah... It was okay.
Three Spoil'd Anjelz