special thanks to a friend of mine for assistance with this chapter.
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The watcher was going through book after book, asking me every so often if this demon or that demon was the one Angel and I had fought. Seems like he went through a million soddin' books and the whole bloody time Xander was asking me some of the most appalling questions.
"So um-starts laughing- Spike, what's the most embarrassing thing you've ever done?" Xander questioned. I again put my hand over my mouth to try and muffle the words. It didn't work and I answered the question truthfully but quickly trying to make sure he didn't catch what I said.
"When Drusilla and Darla caught me dancing around in my boxers like an idiot. Oh bollocks! Do you have any idea how much I hate you." I growled at him and if any of you tell anyone what I just confessed I'll hunt you down like rats and spoon out your heart. Xander and the lot of them started rolling on the floor laughing their asses off at me. I felt like crawling into a corner and putting duct tape over my mouth. So I did.
While they were all taking their time laughing at my expense I went and got some duct tape from the drawer and put it over my mouth. I thought that this would keep me from being able to answer any questions. I was horribly wrong. Again, Xander pipped up once he recovered from his laughter.
"So Spike, would you shake your ass for some cash?" Xander laughed. I ripped the tape from my mouth and yelled at him.
"Absolutely not! I'm going to rip your lungs out you soddin' idiot. Come here!" I charged at him I was furious but before I could get to him the bug zapper in my brain went off and I fell to the floor clutching my head.
They all started laughing once again. Except for Giles, he seemed a bit less enthused. He slammed the book on the table and stood up, he yelled at all of them.
"I don't think any of you understand how dire this situation is. It is not a laughing matter. Spike knows things about us all that could get Buffy, or any one of us killed. I suggest you all leave Spike alone and focus on finding out how to put an end to this." I stood up and gave Giles a look that said 'thank you' and sat back down on the couch.
I fell asleep on the watcher's couch. I don't think I talk in my sleep but if I do I'm sure they all ganged up on me then. When I woke up Giles handed me a book, thank whom ever, Giles had found my demon. The only problem, we had to find the others and kill them for the curse to be lifted. So at sunset we all sat out to find them. It didn't take long. Seems they found us, all four of them.
We fought them, they seemed to be harder to kill this time, and I was of no use. I couldn't fight them for some reason. When they showed up I just sort of froze, I think it was something else to do with the spell but whatever. Doesn't matter, the Scooby gang took care of them.
When they were all slime, Buffy turned to me and asked.
"Is it over? Is that it? Gees that was disappointing." I just shot her a glare. Then she asked me, "So Spike, what's your favorite color?" I scoffed and rolled my eyes then answered her question.
"It's pink. Duh, slayer. It's black." I told her sarcastically. There was a collective sigh of relief at this point all for different reasons, I'd wager. The important thing though was that it was bloody well over with.
So I hope you enjoyed my embarrassing little story. Is there a moral, no, it was suppose to be funny, not a bloody life lesson. So on with you now, that's all I have to tell.