The Shape of Spike Drabble Collection 2
Summary: I became enthralled with the idea of describing Spike through the shape that he cast on others and this series of drabbles was the result. I made this a challenge at the Bloody Awful Gutter and several other authors have written drabbles. Only my own are included here but if you wish to read more they can be found at ?modefic&ficid1876
STILL RUNNING
Summary: She gave him away but she got him back. Approximately 10 years after NFA.
"Nothing's wrong," she said.
The boy hated it when she said that. 'Nothing's wrong' led to nervous pacing, sweaty hands and quick glances over the shoulder. 'Nothing's wrong' meant a short-tempered mother and sometimes it meant packing everything and moving away.
She approached the man and spoke, voice trembling, "The Fell Brethren... are they after him again?"
The blond stared without recognition at first, puzzled by her question. Within seconds he placed her and was quick to assure, "No, no. The Fell Brethren's gone for good."
He stared with pity and dismay. "Are you still running?" They were still running.
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STICKS AND STONES
Summary: Some people just can't be saved. Spoilers for Soul-Purpose.
"Half-wit!"
"Retard!"
"Moron!"
What right did he have to call her names?
She wiped her eyes, dabbing at her mascara carefully. Sure, he saved her from that... thing but he obviously didn't understand what it was like for a girl in the city. She couldn't throw money away on cabs. If she did she wouldn't be able to afford that pair of italian shoes she was saving for.
Besides, he might be Mr. Muscle and good-looking and all but he didn't know everything.
That's why when the guy with the candy offered she went ahead and got in the van.
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SLAYING THE DRAGON
Summary: One of the possible scenes we didn't see. Post 'Not Fade Away'
"The wingspread's too wide. Stay to the walls so it will land to get at us!"
As though hypnotized they craned their necks to see a spark appear in the gaping maw oscillating above them. They watched flame expand... roil...
EXPLODE!
They leaped. Angel and Spike to the sides. Illyria ahead, rolling, pushing Gunn beneath her.
With seismic force the dragon thundered down.
In unison the vampires aligned weapons to the dragon's heart, ramming swords forward until blade sheared against blade, twisting, stabbing - holding fast against snatching teeth, venom and flaming saliva.
For long moments the dragon raged... then died.
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DRIVER'S ED
Summary: The title says it all.
Illyria waved and exulted in her power at the resulting screech of rubber, crunch of metal and "Bloody HELL! You can't do that!"
"You told me that extending my arm out the window informed others that I would turn left."
"Not in the middle of the road across two lanes of traffic, you dozy co - Watch out for the pedestrian!"
"I'm a goddess. He must watch out for me or be squashed like a bug...I wish to have coffee."
"Fine, pull into the drive thru."
"There are too many in my way. I will create my own drive-thru."
"Bloody HELL!"
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GOODBYE
Summary: Another scene we didn't see. Post 'Not Fade Away'. Just in case we never learn what happened to our heroes.
Spike tripped over the muddy object, only realizing it was Gunn when a mud-caked eye slivered open.
"Hang in there, Charlie-boy. Crowd's thinning out. Party'll be over any minute now."
"Yeah. We'll close up the joint" came the whisper.
"Damn Right."
"Spike... you think I got the mission ba..."
Spike slammed his axe upwards to block the descending blade, splinters of metal piercing his hands and face. He leapt to his feet jamming his elbow into a soft gut, swinging the axe up, then down.
Assured his opponent was taken care of he looked back for Gunn but only a body remained.
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EENY MEENY
Summary: How do you hope that one friend wins if it means another loses? Early ATS S5.
She felt guilty.
Angel had been a friend for so long, her entire life in some ways; he gave her a whole new life when he saved her from Pylea.
She'd only known Spike for a short time but despite the flirting and manipulation she could see that he was true...he would always play straight when it counted.
Angel...not so much.
Angel suffered...but he locked down, repelled the pain along with everything else while Spike soaked up the pain and wore it like a coat.
Angel wanted the Shanshu but Spike needed it.
She was glad the cup was fake.
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LEATHER PHOBIA
Summary: Spike literally leaves his shape on someone.
I wasn't always afraid of leather.
My fear started one horrible night.
My girl and that cool-looking blond vampire came into my bedroom. She threw the leather coat over me.
I thought they were kissing but then the sounds of fighting began and unexpectedly I was attacked! A great weight squashed me, bumping and thumping me over and over! My stuffing was being rearranged!
I was frantic about my girl when she screamed wildly!
I swooned.
When I woke they were gone and I hyperventilated until she finally came back. She seemed just fine! I was so confused. And lumpy.
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PEAR-SHAPED
Summary: Three linked Drabbles. Spike can follow a plan - if he wants to.
THE ANNOYING ONE
This Master thing isn't as easy as I thought it would be. I believed this Spike-guy would waltz in, save me from admitting that I didn't have a clue how to plan an attack, kill the slayer and then I would have him killed. Instead, he blew it!
My flunkies reported that he beat the slayer - had her down, unconscious, totally helpless. Then he let a weak, human woman chase him off with a fire-axe? Right! He could have taken her without mussing a hair-but he didn't!
Well, at least I don't have any reason to be afraid of him.
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THE SMURF
I should have trusted the blonde vampire.
I had judged him flawed, a fool with human weakness. Yet he succeeded in locating all my segments, bringing them together and restoring me despite the fact that the Slayer had crippled him, left him dependent on an insane vampiress. He instigated the research, diagrammed the rescue and oversaw the delivery.
I believed Angelus to be the wise one but he and the capricious Drusilla have led me here to be disintegrated again.
I thought I was almost invulnerable. Spike would have questioned that.
I should have let him plan my first attack.
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THE TIN SOLDIER
He failed me. This means I failed myself. I should not have entrusted my plans to such a flawed weapon.
His impatience was known to me but I discounted it. He had succeeded in restoring his paramour back to health, had found the elusive Gem of Amara, and was the only hostile to ever escape the initiative. He had shown he could control his impulsiveness if he was dedicated to his cause.
I can only conclude that he was not truly committed to killing the Slayer.
I should have known there was a reason he had not killed her yet.
TBC...