Disclaimer: see chapter one (I checked e-bay spike is most defiantly not
for sale.)
A/N: Ok people sorry for a small delay but hate to say it; writing is not my top priority right now. Next I want to thank all my reviewers y'all rock I was flipping out when I read those reviews. Last I want to apologize for spelling etc. I don't have a beta but if anyone is interested I would love to have a beta just leave a review and your e-mail address please. I know y'all want another chapter so here it is.
Chapter 2
"Mom" I called up the stairs this had been a bad day and I knew that my mom would listen that is one thing she is really good at. I sat there telling her everything that had happened about Spike, and the chem. lab, and Cordelia. She comforted and ohed at all the right places as if I were telling a story, which I guess I was, but not like that. She gave me some really good advise though, 'If he says yes it's his loose, if he says no it's your gain' It doesn't make a ton of sense, but it kind of got me to thinking about how much it really depended on Spike's decision which now that I think about it I'm not sure is comforting. There is one thing that I have on my side though, Wes.
Meanwhile at Wesley's House
"Hey mate can you give me a and with my bags?" Spike yelled at Wesley from the top of the stairs.
"I am not your mate and I most defiantly will not help you with you bags because they are yours." Wesley hollered back.
Spike was taking the room above the garage. The room was a little bit of a mess but defiantly the place for a rocker, and Spike was a rocker. He was caring his guitar and drum set up the stairs piece by piece. It had been a long day for him as well but unlike Buffy he didn't have anyone to tell. No one but Wesley that is. Lord knows that Spike was not going to be talking to Wesley about anything important like his day. Naturally he did what any other musical genius would do, rocked out. He played along with the blaring sounds of bands like the Ramones, the Clash, and the Sex Pistols.
"Hey Wes!" Spike yelled when rocking was not helping to relieve his stress from the day.
"No Spike I will not help you with your drums, no I don't want to here about the bike you are going to buy, and I don't care what you put on the walls of the garage." Wesley said as he trudged up the stairs to Spikes room. He opened the door and apart from Spike with his base guitar the only thing he found was that he really did care about what Spike did to the walls.
"Wes I just wanted to know who strawberries was?" Spike commented.
"I beg your pardon but I don't know anyone by the name of strawberries and I have no idea what you are talking about." Wes started to examine the bumper stickers Spike had plastered on the wall.
"You know that bird you were talking to during the fire drill you know the one with the hair." Spike said.
"Listen chap all of the girl have hair and you are starting to get rather annoying." Wes replied through gritted teeth.
"No need to get in a snit just wondering who the hot one was and if she was looking for a bit of fun since you seem to be unwilling..." "Look here mate if you are talking about who I think you are she is in no way interested in some leather wearing, bike riding guitar playing heathen who lives above a civilized mans garage and will you stop that infernal racket and take down these stupid stickers what do they mean anyway 'I have no food I have no money but I'm in a band.'" Wes said hotly
"Well bloody bugger you too mate and you said I could do what ever I wanted to the walls." Spike replied slamming the door.
"I was being nice!" Wes yelled at the closed door behind him. "Insufferable heathen to talk about Fred in that way I can't believe that he would do this uhh." Wesley mumbled as he descended the garage steps.
"Hey Wes I came to see how Spike was doing I though he might like some company while he unpacked." Fred had arrived to greet Spike with her perky attitude as always. "How is he anyway?"
"Oh he's fine greet we're almost like brothers already" Wesley replied egger to convince Fred that he was doing everything possible to make Spike feel at home.
"Oh well I'll just go up and say hi then." Fred commented moving towards the door.
"No I don't think you should Fred." Wes replied a bit too quickly
"Well why I just want to make sure he is ok." She stated confused.
Just then Spike stuck his head out of the garage window and called down "Oy, peaches!"
"You best not be referring to me chap" Wesley glared at Spike.
"I wasn't I was referring to peaches, the one with the eyes; opposed to plumbs, the one with the lips; or ..."
"Will you stop with the fruit already and use their names plus they all have eyes, they all have lips, and they bloody all have hair." Wesley yelled.
"Yep just like brothers." Fred said "Wesley everyone knows that I am the one with the eyes, Buffy has the hair and Willow has the lips. Hi Spike" she called up. "Well I would love to have you come up love but I think Wes here might get a little snappish so I was thinking I could come down and we could share some food I'm feeling I might peckish." Spike called
In a few moments the three were in Wesley's kitchen having some wheat thins and cheese because it was Wesley what else would he have?
"So pet I was wondering if you could help me find strawberries the one with the hair." Spike asked Fred, as Wesley glared at him.
"Oh sure I can help you out spike. Her name is Buffy Summers she lives a couple of streets away I was just going over there to pick up some books that I forgot yesterday. You could join me if you like" Fred offered.
After that Wes was quick to fallow seeing as he did not trust Spike at all especially not with Fred alone in a rather deserted area of Sunnydale when it was starting to get late. The three of them walked to Buffy's house Spike trailing slightly behind Wesley who was right on Fred's tail determined to stay between Fred and Spike.
"Well Spike it is the house just there with the window panes in the door." I will see you tomorrow at school." Fred said
"Well pet I thought you had some books to pick up oh Buffy can give them to me tomorrow I have first period with her so it's no problem bye Spike it was nice to meet you." She said and waved. Wesley fallowed Fred and walked her all the way home because he was still a little suspicious.
Spike knocked on Buffy's door.
"I'll get it!" I yelled as I heard a nock on my door. It was kind of late but Fred had forgotten her chemistry book at my house on Sunday. I never expected what was actually at my door.
"Hey strawberries you dropped this when you ran into me today I thought you might need it." He said in way of greeting.
*Slam* I was on the floor again unconscious. One more accident fortunate or unfortunate
A/N: Ok people sorry for a small delay but hate to say it; writing is not my top priority right now. Next I want to thank all my reviewers y'all rock I was flipping out when I read those reviews. Last I want to apologize for spelling etc. I don't have a beta but if anyone is interested I would love to have a beta just leave a review and your e-mail address please. I know y'all want another chapter so here it is.
Chapter 2
"Mom" I called up the stairs this had been a bad day and I knew that my mom would listen that is one thing she is really good at. I sat there telling her everything that had happened about Spike, and the chem. lab, and Cordelia. She comforted and ohed at all the right places as if I were telling a story, which I guess I was, but not like that. She gave me some really good advise though, 'If he says yes it's his loose, if he says no it's your gain' It doesn't make a ton of sense, but it kind of got me to thinking about how much it really depended on Spike's decision which now that I think about it I'm not sure is comforting. There is one thing that I have on my side though, Wes.
Meanwhile at Wesley's House
"Hey mate can you give me a and with my bags?" Spike yelled at Wesley from the top of the stairs.
"I am not your mate and I most defiantly will not help you with you bags because they are yours." Wesley hollered back.
Spike was taking the room above the garage. The room was a little bit of a mess but defiantly the place for a rocker, and Spike was a rocker. He was caring his guitar and drum set up the stairs piece by piece. It had been a long day for him as well but unlike Buffy he didn't have anyone to tell. No one but Wesley that is. Lord knows that Spike was not going to be talking to Wesley about anything important like his day. Naturally he did what any other musical genius would do, rocked out. He played along with the blaring sounds of bands like the Ramones, the Clash, and the Sex Pistols.
"Hey Wes!" Spike yelled when rocking was not helping to relieve his stress from the day.
"No Spike I will not help you with your drums, no I don't want to here about the bike you are going to buy, and I don't care what you put on the walls of the garage." Wesley said as he trudged up the stairs to Spikes room. He opened the door and apart from Spike with his base guitar the only thing he found was that he really did care about what Spike did to the walls.
"Wes I just wanted to know who strawberries was?" Spike commented.
"I beg your pardon but I don't know anyone by the name of strawberries and I have no idea what you are talking about." Wes started to examine the bumper stickers Spike had plastered on the wall.
"You know that bird you were talking to during the fire drill you know the one with the hair." Spike said.
"Listen chap all of the girl have hair and you are starting to get rather annoying." Wes replied through gritted teeth.
"No need to get in a snit just wondering who the hot one was and if she was looking for a bit of fun since you seem to be unwilling..." "Look here mate if you are talking about who I think you are she is in no way interested in some leather wearing, bike riding guitar playing heathen who lives above a civilized mans garage and will you stop that infernal racket and take down these stupid stickers what do they mean anyway 'I have no food I have no money but I'm in a band.'" Wes said hotly
"Well bloody bugger you too mate and you said I could do what ever I wanted to the walls." Spike replied slamming the door.
"I was being nice!" Wes yelled at the closed door behind him. "Insufferable heathen to talk about Fred in that way I can't believe that he would do this uhh." Wesley mumbled as he descended the garage steps.
"Hey Wes I came to see how Spike was doing I though he might like some company while he unpacked." Fred had arrived to greet Spike with her perky attitude as always. "How is he anyway?"
"Oh he's fine greet we're almost like brothers already" Wesley replied egger to convince Fred that he was doing everything possible to make Spike feel at home.
"Oh well I'll just go up and say hi then." Fred commented moving towards the door.
"No I don't think you should Fred." Wes replied a bit too quickly
"Well why I just want to make sure he is ok." She stated confused.
Just then Spike stuck his head out of the garage window and called down "Oy, peaches!"
"You best not be referring to me chap" Wesley glared at Spike.
"I wasn't I was referring to peaches, the one with the eyes; opposed to plumbs, the one with the lips; or ..."
"Will you stop with the fruit already and use their names plus they all have eyes, they all have lips, and they bloody all have hair." Wesley yelled.
"Yep just like brothers." Fred said "Wesley everyone knows that I am the one with the eyes, Buffy has the hair and Willow has the lips. Hi Spike" she called up. "Well I would love to have you come up love but I think Wes here might get a little snappish so I was thinking I could come down and we could share some food I'm feeling I might peckish." Spike called
In a few moments the three were in Wesley's kitchen having some wheat thins and cheese because it was Wesley what else would he have?
"So pet I was wondering if you could help me find strawberries the one with the hair." Spike asked Fred, as Wesley glared at him.
"Oh sure I can help you out spike. Her name is Buffy Summers she lives a couple of streets away I was just going over there to pick up some books that I forgot yesterday. You could join me if you like" Fred offered.
After that Wes was quick to fallow seeing as he did not trust Spike at all especially not with Fred alone in a rather deserted area of Sunnydale when it was starting to get late. The three of them walked to Buffy's house Spike trailing slightly behind Wesley who was right on Fred's tail determined to stay between Fred and Spike.
"Well Spike it is the house just there with the window panes in the door." I will see you tomorrow at school." Fred said
"Well pet I thought you had some books to pick up oh Buffy can give them to me tomorrow I have first period with her so it's no problem bye Spike it was nice to meet you." She said and waved. Wesley fallowed Fred and walked her all the way home because he was still a little suspicious.
Spike knocked on Buffy's door.
"I'll get it!" I yelled as I heard a nock on my door. It was kind of late but Fred had forgotten her chemistry book at my house on Sunday. I never expected what was actually at my door.
"Hey strawberries you dropped this when you ran into me today I thought you might need it." He said in way of greeting.
*Slam* I was on the floor again unconscious. One more accident fortunate or unfortunate