Invisi-Spike Chapter eight
3rd person POV
Disclaimer: One day, I was just walking down the street, minding my own business, when this madman who resembled Joss Whedon to a scary degree went racing down the street screaming, "MINE, ALL MINE!" Then he got into this funky, sinister laugh. Considering that he was wearing a shirt that said in big bold letters 'I'M JOSS WHEDON' on the back, I take it that he was hollering about him owning the characters of BTVS. So there ya have it folks, Joss is a weirdo, but come on, we all know we love him for it ;)
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Buffy and Spike were sitting at her kitchen table, enjoying eggs, which incredibly, weren't burned, and a light and cheerful conversation. Things were happy. Or so we thought.
"Luv," Spike said earnestly. "You're too thin. You need to gain some weight, you're starting to look gaunt."
She opened her mouth in mortification, "What!" she screeched. "Gaunt, ugh! I am so not gaunt. She paused, thinking of a rhetorical insult. "At least my roots aren't growing out!"
He reached up to touch his hair, "What, why the bloody hell didn't you tell me!" he yelled. He pouted for a moment until he noticed Buffy laughing at him. He sneered, "Ha bloody ha, Slayer. I didn't mean that as an insult, luv. I love you, so naturally I notice these things."
She looked at him incredulously, "You just happen to think I'm gaunt because you love me?"
"Precis- oh, bad choice of words."
"No, you think?" she questioned playfully.
He shoved a forkful of eggs and blood into his mouth, "It's not that I think you're ugly and whatnot," he paused. "It's just. I mean."
"I know," she said softly.
"You do?" She nodded. "Whew, okay then."
3rd person POV
Disclaimer: One day, I was just walking down the street, minding my own business, when this madman who resembled Joss Whedon to a scary degree went racing down the street screaming, "MINE, ALL MINE!" Then he got into this funky, sinister laugh. Considering that he was wearing a shirt that said in big bold letters 'I'M JOSS WHEDON' on the back, I take it that he was hollering about him owning the characters of BTVS. So there ya have it folks, Joss is a weirdo, but come on, we all know we love him for it ;)
^^^^^^
Buffy and Spike were sitting at her kitchen table, enjoying eggs, which incredibly, weren't burned, and a light and cheerful conversation. Things were happy. Or so we thought.
"Luv," Spike said earnestly. "You're too thin. You need to gain some weight, you're starting to look gaunt."
She opened her mouth in mortification, "What!" she screeched. "Gaunt, ugh! I am so not gaunt. She paused, thinking of a rhetorical insult. "At least my roots aren't growing out!"
He reached up to touch his hair, "What, why the bloody hell didn't you tell me!" he yelled. He pouted for a moment until he noticed Buffy laughing at him. He sneered, "Ha bloody ha, Slayer. I didn't mean that as an insult, luv. I love you, so naturally I notice these things."
She looked at him incredulously, "You just happen to think I'm gaunt because you love me?"
"Precis- oh, bad choice of words."
"No, you think?" she questioned playfully.
He shoved a forkful of eggs and blood into his mouth, "It's not that I think you're ugly and whatnot," he paused. "It's just. I mean."
"I know," she said softly.
"You do?" She nodded. "Whew, okay then."