After a few moments of sitting in silence, Spike picked the bicycle pump up and took it into the bedroom.
"What are you doing?" Buffy asked in confusion.
"He said keep it safe, so I'm hiding it." Spike's voice came from the other room. "There," he said coming back in. "That ought to be enough protection until Peaches shows up and explains himself."
"This is nuts," Buffy shook her head. "I mean a bicycle pump."
"I don't get it either, but if it's true we'd better be safe than sorry. After all I don't want the world to end right after I got the girl of my dreams."
"Hey, that's not fair. I'm still waiting for the perfect guy." Buffy teased.
In the middle of a tickle fight that was seriously becoming foreplay they heard a knock at the door.
"Who would show up at nine o'clock on a Sunday morning?" Spike groaned, annoyed that the mood was ruined.
"It's probably Willow. She decided to stay in town with Tara." Buffy sighed as she got up and answered the door.
Spike groaned even louder when he heard Buffy say, "Angel, come in."
"Is it here?" Angel asked running into the living room. "I lost Glory, but that doesn't mean she won't find me."
"Well in that case maybe you should avoid us all together so Glory never has to know we have the bicycle pump." Spike suggested. "Just leave now and we'll drop you a line in thirty years telling you its still safe and sound."
"You don't understand." Angel sighed sitting down. "Glory is a Hell-God from another dimension. The bicycle pump is the only way to unlock the door to her dimension. If she does, all the other dimensions will bleed into our realty. Monsters and Demons we have no records of will swarm down on the human race like a plague of locus."
"Well I'm hungry." Spike smirked. "Let's have breakfast while we figure out how to save the bicycle pump."
