"Can you sing Mr. Angel?"
"No!" came three cries from the room. Gunn, Wes and Lorne all looked away almost immediately after voicing their opinions a little too loudly. Angel simply chuckled and ruffled Spike's hair for the third time in twenty minutes.
"No, I can't. And its just Angel, not Mister." Angel replied to the child on his lap. Spike had made himself comfortable there a while ago, and didn't seem to be moving any time soon. Spike's thumb soon crept back up into his mouth after he was finished talking and Angel had to ask. "Why? Why do you need to know if I can sing?"
Spike shrugged and sucked quietly on his thumb while looking at the pictures upside down in Angel's book. He gently traced a picture while Angel read the text below and sighed. The older vampire seemed to do that a lot lately. "Angel?"
"Yes?" the vampire answered without even lifting his eyes from the text.
"Are you my daddy?" Spike asked innocently. He was rewarded with a laugh from Gunn, a smile from Wesley, Lorne said something about being sweet and Angel was just quiet. Spike bit his lip. Had he done something wrong? He didn't want to be punished. But before he could apologise and prepare himself for the beating he was anticipating Angel answered.
"No. Well...you don't really have a fath...daddy. I'm sort of like a daddy, in a way. I'm your Sire." The vampire explained uncomfortably. How was he going to explain all this? He was just hoping that Spike wouldn't ask the dreaded question.
"What's a Siwe?" Spike lisped. Not quite able to pronounce his 'r' properly it came out sounding like a 'w'. "Is he like a daddy?"
Wesley, Gunn and Lorne were all watching with interest at this point. Although Wesley was the only one who knew what Angel was trying to explain to the four year old, the other two seemed equally interested as to how it would turn out.
"A Sire is the person who makes a vampire. They train them and teach them and look after them. Like a daddy but not." Angel cringed when Spike cocked his head to the side and prepared to ask more questions.
"How do you make a vampire?" the younger asked and sat up straighter, determined to understand the answer he got. Angel sighed and ran his hand through his hair. This Spike had a lot more interest than the original. Normal Spike would have a asked a question and wandered off two seconds into the answer.
"Erm...well. You know vampire's drink blood?" Spike nodded and leaned forward, causing Angel to have to reposition the youngster for comfort reasons. "Well, to make a vampire you have to drink someone's blood by biting them."
There was a slight pause. "Wow!" Spike was now bouncing up and down on his Sire's lap and was in danger of falling off soon. "You get to bite people? Lucky! Wait if you're my Siwe, does that mean you bit me?" Angel nodded and held Spike's legs gently so the vampire wouldn't slip off. "Yucky!"
Angel sighed when he heard three sets of laughter from his friends. They were having a great time with this; maybe they should try and deal with Spike? He let the younger vampire slip from his lap gently onto the floor and went back to his book. No doubt Spike was going to tease him about this for the rest of the day. He waited for the teasing to begin, when it didn't he turned to see Spike whispering something in Wesley's ear and the ex- watcher nodding while trying to stifle his laughter. Angel watched trying to eavesdrop, but apparently Spike's whispers could evade vampire hearing.
"We're going for a walk. We'll be back soon, keep researching." Wesley got up and made his way to the door. Spike on his heels. However, before they could leave Spike ran back over to Angel and pulled on his trouser leg, making the vampire lean down. Spike blushed and whispered something to Angel who laughed and handed Spike something that had been resting on his leg.
Spike scurried after Wesley, shirt trailing behind as he dragged it along the floor.
Spike clung tightly to Wesley's hand as they weaved their way through the hallways. Someone had made this place too big; he could get really lost if he didn't have anyone with him. He was glad Wesley was here, he would protect him from 'Lyra.
He decided Wesley wasn't so bad. And he liked books too. Maybe he could read him a story later. Spike grinned as Wesley led him inside a room, he liked stories. Stories of bad knights and evil dragons that ate the princess, he remembered someone had told him that once, but he couldn't remember when.
"This is my office Spike. Angel won't see what you're making him. I wont let him in. Okay?" The ex-watcher was smiling and didn't seem as bad as before. The man soon sat down with more books and began reading.
"Can you sing?" Spike asked. Someone had to be able to sing. Then they could sing that song he remembered. He felt like he needed to hear that song, but he didn't know why. Someone had sung it to him once, a man, that's why he thought it was his daddy. He needed to remember the song.
Wesley smiled and helped Spike into a chair and handed him the paper and card he had requested. "I don't sing very well Spike. Why don't you just make your gift?" Spike nodded and began colouring. Angel was going to love this!
Half an hour passed and Spike was now wandering round the office having finished his gift for Angel. "What's this book do?" he attempted to lift the huge volume but only ended up on the floor, book landing on his lap. Spike giggled and grabbed one edge to drag the book to Wesley's desk.
"It's a magic book." He lifted it and held it to his mouth. "Dragons." He opened the book and showed it back to Spike who was flabbergasted at what he saw. Pictures of huge beasts with wings flying round the empty skies. "See?" Wesley smiled when Spike clapped his hands.
"Do it again! Do it again!" he cheered and watched Wesley close the book. "Say...say...um..." the little vampire came closer and stood by Wesley holding onto his trouser leg. "Say Spike!"
Wesley hesitated slightly. Should the child know? "I'll show you later. Let's go give Angel his gift now." he got up and watched the child lift the piece of card from his desk. Spike soon had his hands full with his gift and his 'blankie Angel' as he called it. Wesley held the door open for the child and followed the scurrying figure back to Angel's office.
Back in his office, the book lay open on a page of Spike pictures. Each one had the same line beneath it.
No future.
"Angel!" Spike ran back to the office, gift and blankie flapping behind him. "Angel! Angel! Siwe Angel!" not realising the doors to the conference room were closed he slammed into the glass bottoms and fell back onto his behind. "Ow!" he rubbed his sore head and stood back up. Stupid doors.
Wesley opened the door and waited for Spike to enter, stepping as far away from the doors as possible, before following himself. Spike scurried past him to Angel straightaway and held up his arms and made grabbing motions with his free hand to the older vampire. Angel understood and picked up the child, resting the youngster on his hip while watching out of the windows. It was becoming dark and his demon was telling him to get ready to go hunt, he ignored it and listened to his Childe.
"What have you got there?" he asked and nodded to the piece of card in Spike's hand.
Spike blushed and held it out in front of him, showing Angel the picture. He pointed to it as he explained. "It's for you Siwe Angel Daddy. It's a fank you card. Look." He pointed to a stick figure with spiky hair and fangs. "It's you and on the other side there's a note for you." Spike gave Angel the card and the older vampire accepted it.
Turning it over there was indeed a note. And no one else could have written it except Spike.
dear sire angel daddy I made this to say fank you for macking me a vampire it was realy really nice and now we can drrink lots of blood toooge twogv together and it will be really good and we will have fun and stuff. Fank you very much siwe angel daddy you are my bestestes fwend and I love you lots and lots. Bye bye spike
Angel laughed slightly at the sudden change of handwriting on the word 'together'. It seemed that Spike hadn't been quite able to spell it and Wesley's pen had made a guest appearance. "Thank you Spike. This is really very sweet." He kissed the child's forehead and ruffled his hair. "It's going in a frame by my bed. Thank you." Spike blushed again and buried his head into Angel's shoulder yawning slightly.
"Someone's tired." Wesley chuckled from where he was sitting by the books Angel had not been using to research Spike's condition.
"'M not sleepy." Spike murmured into Angel's shoulder. The youngster had his eyes closed and was clinging to Angel's shirt whilst trying not to yawn again. "Wanna stay with you Siwe." Angel was rocking him gently and it felt nice. Spike couldn't remember being held like this. It felt so comfy and he was so warm and perfect.
"Spike, I think you have to go to bed. Or you wont be able to wake up and cause chaos tomorrow. We wouldn't want that now would we?" Angel waited for a reply, when he didn't get one he pulled Spike away a little and chuckled at what he saw. Spike was fast asleep with his thumb in his mouth and his blankie in his other hand. "Wes, I'm gonna put him to bed. He can sleep with me tonight. Go and get your books from you office and meet me back here, we need to get cracking on this." When Wesley nodded, Angel carried the small boy to his private suite.
He was humming slightly and still rocking the boy when he reached his room and lowered Spike onto his bed. The boy was so fast asleep he didn't even stir when Angel began to help him out of his clothes. He only whimpered slightly when Angel removed his thumb to get off the shirt.
When Spike was only dressed in his boxers, Angel wrapped him in the Angel blankie as Spike said it made him feel safe. Lifting the small figure again, he pulled back the covers and placed Spike on one side of the bed. Arranging the pillows so that Spike couldn't roll onto the floor and hurt himself, Angel pulled back the covers and tucked him in. "Goodnight my Will." He whispered and slowly crept from the bedroom back to the conference room below him, where Wesley was waiting with his books.
All in all it hadn't been a bad day. He whistled to himself and pulled the door closed behind him before turning to Wesley. The smile fell when he saw the man's face. He waited for his friend to speak.
"I'm afraid we have a problem."
Longest chapter yet! You lucky lucky people, and in the time of my exams too. I'd like to say congratulations to Mimifoxlove and the posting of her first fic based on my challenge. "Baby Boy" is out now, and if you like this I'm sure you'll love it. Even smaller Spike!!! Insert girly squeal here please review if you like, and if you don't. Any little things that you would like Spike mini to do please tell me. I finally have a plot and I just need some little childlike things for him to do, as I no longer have any small children to base him on. (Damn my cousin for having to move!) Thank you all for my reviews people and I mean THANK YOU!!! With big flashy letters and everything. I really didn't think I'd have this much response. Luv, A very happy and bouncy Higgy despite the fact that she has a maths exam tomorrow and has done no revision due to Spike cuteness factor. xxx
"No!" came three cries from the room. Gunn, Wes and Lorne all looked away almost immediately after voicing their opinions a little too loudly. Angel simply chuckled and ruffled Spike's hair for the third time in twenty minutes.
"No, I can't. And its just Angel, not Mister." Angel replied to the child on his lap. Spike had made himself comfortable there a while ago, and didn't seem to be moving any time soon. Spike's thumb soon crept back up into his mouth after he was finished talking and Angel had to ask. "Why? Why do you need to know if I can sing?"
Spike shrugged and sucked quietly on his thumb while looking at the pictures upside down in Angel's book. He gently traced a picture while Angel read the text below and sighed. The older vampire seemed to do that a lot lately. "Angel?"
"Yes?" the vampire answered without even lifting his eyes from the text.
"Are you my daddy?" Spike asked innocently. He was rewarded with a laugh from Gunn, a smile from Wesley, Lorne said something about being sweet and Angel was just quiet. Spike bit his lip. Had he done something wrong? He didn't want to be punished. But before he could apologise and prepare himself for the beating he was anticipating Angel answered.
"No. Well...you don't really have a fath...daddy. I'm sort of like a daddy, in a way. I'm your Sire." The vampire explained uncomfortably. How was he going to explain all this? He was just hoping that Spike wouldn't ask the dreaded question.
"What's a Siwe?" Spike lisped. Not quite able to pronounce his 'r' properly it came out sounding like a 'w'. "Is he like a daddy?"
Wesley, Gunn and Lorne were all watching with interest at this point. Although Wesley was the only one who knew what Angel was trying to explain to the four year old, the other two seemed equally interested as to how it would turn out.
"A Sire is the person who makes a vampire. They train them and teach them and look after them. Like a daddy but not." Angel cringed when Spike cocked his head to the side and prepared to ask more questions.
"How do you make a vampire?" the younger asked and sat up straighter, determined to understand the answer he got. Angel sighed and ran his hand through his hair. This Spike had a lot more interest than the original. Normal Spike would have a asked a question and wandered off two seconds into the answer.
"Erm...well. You know vampire's drink blood?" Spike nodded and leaned forward, causing Angel to have to reposition the youngster for comfort reasons. "Well, to make a vampire you have to drink someone's blood by biting them."
There was a slight pause. "Wow!" Spike was now bouncing up and down on his Sire's lap and was in danger of falling off soon. "You get to bite people? Lucky! Wait if you're my Siwe, does that mean you bit me?" Angel nodded and held Spike's legs gently so the vampire wouldn't slip off. "Yucky!"
Angel sighed when he heard three sets of laughter from his friends. They were having a great time with this; maybe they should try and deal with Spike? He let the younger vampire slip from his lap gently onto the floor and went back to his book. No doubt Spike was going to tease him about this for the rest of the day. He waited for the teasing to begin, when it didn't he turned to see Spike whispering something in Wesley's ear and the ex- watcher nodding while trying to stifle his laughter. Angel watched trying to eavesdrop, but apparently Spike's whispers could evade vampire hearing.
"We're going for a walk. We'll be back soon, keep researching." Wesley got up and made his way to the door. Spike on his heels. However, before they could leave Spike ran back over to Angel and pulled on his trouser leg, making the vampire lean down. Spike blushed and whispered something to Angel who laughed and handed Spike something that had been resting on his leg.
Spike scurried after Wesley, shirt trailing behind as he dragged it along the floor.
Spike clung tightly to Wesley's hand as they weaved their way through the hallways. Someone had made this place too big; he could get really lost if he didn't have anyone with him. He was glad Wesley was here, he would protect him from 'Lyra.
He decided Wesley wasn't so bad. And he liked books too. Maybe he could read him a story later. Spike grinned as Wesley led him inside a room, he liked stories. Stories of bad knights and evil dragons that ate the princess, he remembered someone had told him that once, but he couldn't remember when.
"This is my office Spike. Angel won't see what you're making him. I wont let him in. Okay?" The ex-watcher was smiling and didn't seem as bad as before. The man soon sat down with more books and began reading.
"Can you sing?" Spike asked. Someone had to be able to sing. Then they could sing that song he remembered. He felt like he needed to hear that song, but he didn't know why. Someone had sung it to him once, a man, that's why he thought it was his daddy. He needed to remember the song.
Wesley smiled and helped Spike into a chair and handed him the paper and card he had requested. "I don't sing very well Spike. Why don't you just make your gift?" Spike nodded and began colouring. Angel was going to love this!
Half an hour passed and Spike was now wandering round the office having finished his gift for Angel. "What's this book do?" he attempted to lift the huge volume but only ended up on the floor, book landing on his lap. Spike giggled and grabbed one edge to drag the book to Wesley's desk.
"It's a magic book." He lifted it and held it to his mouth. "Dragons." He opened the book and showed it back to Spike who was flabbergasted at what he saw. Pictures of huge beasts with wings flying round the empty skies. "See?" Wesley smiled when Spike clapped his hands.
"Do it again! Do it again!" he cheered and watched Wesley close the book. "Say...say...um..." the little vampire came closer and stood by Wesley holding onto his trouser leg. "Say Spike!"
Wesley hesitated slightly. Should the child know? "I'll show you later. Let's go give Angel his gift now." he got up and watched the child lift the piece of card from his desk. Spike soon had his hands full with his gift and his 'blankie Angel' as he called it. Wesley held the door open for the child and followed the scurrying figure back to Angel's office.
Back in his office, the book lay open on a page of Spike pictures. Each one had the same line beneath it.
No future.
"Angel!" Spike ran back to the office, gift and blankie flapping behind him. "Angel! Angel! Siwe Angel!" not realising the doors to the conference room were closed he slammed into the glass bottoms and fell back onto his behind. "Ow!" he rubbed his sore head and stood back up. Stupid doors.
Wesley opened the door and waited for Spike to enter, stepping as far away from the doors as possible, before following himself. Spike scurried past him to Angel straightaway and held up his arms and made grabbing motions with his free hand to the older vampire. Angel understood and picked up the child, resting the youngster on his hip while watching out of the windows. It was becoming dark and his demon was telling him to get ready to go hunt, he ignored it and listened to his Childe.
"What have you got there?" he asked and nodded to the piece of card in Spike's hand.
Spike blushed and held it out in front of him, showing Angel the picture. He pointed to it as he explained. "It's for you Siwe Angel Daddy. It's a fank you card. Look." He pointed to a stick figure with spiky hair and fangs. "It's you and on the other side there's a note for you." Spike gave Angel the card and the older vampire accepted it.
Turning it over there was indeed a note. And no one else could have written it except Spike.
dear sire angel daddy I made this to say fank you for macking me a vampire it was realy really nice and now we can drrink lots of blood toooge twogv together and it will be really good and we will have fun and stuff. Fank you very much siwe angel daddy you are my bestestes fwend and I love you lots and lots. Bye bye spike
Angel laughed slightly at the sudden change of handwriting on the word 'together'. It seemed that Spike hadn't been quite able to spell it and Wesley's pen had made a guest appearance. "Thank you Spike. This is really very sweet." He kissed the child's forehead and ruffled his hair. "It's going in a frame by my bed. Thank you." Spike blushed again and buried his head into Angel's shoulder yawning slightly.
"Someone's tired." Wesley chuckled from where he was sitting by the books Angel had not been using to research Spike's condition.
"'M not sleepy." Spike murmured into Angel's shoulder. The youngster had his eyes closed and was clinging to Angel's shirt whilst trying not to yawn again. "Wanna stay with you Siwe." Angel was rocking him gently and it felt nice. Spike couldn't remember being held like this. It felt so comfy and he was so warm and perfect.
"Spike, I think you have to go to bed. Or you wont be able to wake up and cause chaos tomorrow. We wouldn't want that now would we?" Angel waited for a reply, when he didn't get one he pulled Spike away a little and chuckled at what he saw. Spike was fast asleep with his thumb in his mouth and his blankie in his other hand. "Wes, I'm gonna put him to bed. He can sleep with me tonight. Go and get your books from you office and meet me back here, we need to get cracking on this." When Wesley nodded, Angel carried the small boy to his private suite.
He was humming slightly and still rocking the boy when he reached his room and lowered Spike onto his bed. The boy was so fast asleep he didn't even stir when Angel began to help him out of his clothes. He only whimpered slightly when Angel removed his thumb to get off the shirt.
When Spike was only dressed in his boxers, Angel wrapped him in the Angel blankie as Spike said it made him feel safe. Lifting the small figure again, he pulled back the covers and placed Spike on one side of the bed. Arranging the pillows so that Spike couldn't roll onto the floor and hurt himself, Angel pulled back the covers and tucked him in. "Goodnight my Will." He whispered and slowly crept from the bedroom back to the conference room below him, where Wesley was waiting with his books.
All in all it hadn't been a bad day. He whistled to himself and pulled the door closed behind him before turning to Wesley. The smile fell when he saw the man's face. He waited for his friend to speak.
"I'm afraid we have a problem."
Longest chapter yet! You lucky lucky people, and in the time of my exams too. I'd like to say congratulations to Mimifoxlove and the posting of her first fic based on my challenge. "Baby Boy" is out now, and if you like this I'm sure you'll love it. Even smaller Spike!!! Insert girly squeal here please review if you like, and if you don't. Any little things that you would like Spike mini to do please tell me. I finally have a plot and I just need some little childlike things for him to do, as I no longer have any small children to base him on. (Damn my cousin for having to move!) Thank you all for my reviews people and I mean THANK YOU!!! With big flashy letters and everything. I really didn't think I'd have this much response. Luv, A very happy and bouncy Higgy despite the fact that she has a maths exam tomorrow and has done no revision due to Spike cuteness factor. xxx
