The Starbucks Trilogy
Spike has many feminine qualities. I suspect a personal relationship with chocolate is one of them. Originally posted as three separate drabbles (Sweet Bliss, After the Bliss, Creepy-Crawlies) for the Open On Sunday and Spillyria Community drabble challenges.
SWEET BLISS
Sometime shortly after Spike has recorporialized but is still hanging around Wolfram & Hart. Written for the Open On Sundaydrabble challenge. Challenge word 'Changes'.
Gunn whispered. "What's up with Spike? I've never seen him so mellow."
"I'm not certain. Perhaps Angel's exhortations have finally had some effect."
"You're kidding, right?"
"You have a point. His behaviour is markedly changed. Perhaps we should investigate." Wesley looked at Lorne, surreptitiously pointing his head toward the door. Lorne was quite happy to skip out on the meeting and all three moved to the hall.
"Spike's acting weird, man. You gettin' any vibes?"
Lorne chuckled. "Is that what you're worried about? Put your minds at rest. Spike's just blissedHarmony brought him a cup of Starbuck's Drinking chocolate."
AFTER THE BLISS
Bogwitch made a pertinent point about 'Sweet Bliss' and I realized the story wasn't done. . Written for the Open On Sunday drabble challenge. Challenge word 'Changes'.
Angel fumed and Lorne swore he could see steam coming out of his ears.
"What's that throwback to a howler monkey done now?"
"Where to start?" Wesley murmured.
Gunn didn't hesitate and began counting down on his fingers. "Lessee. He told our Faripsian client that her dress resembled a dog's dinner, got into a knockdown dragout with the Bogwitchian ambassador and ate all of my chicken-wings… do I need to continue?"
Lorne tried to mollify. "Hey, guys—the bliss was nice but the sugar rush had to kick in sometime!"
"Harmony, change of rules. No more drinking chocolate for Spike!"
LONG AFTER THE BLISS HAS GONE
I originally wrote this separately but realized later that with a few changes it belonged to this trilogy. Written for the Spillyria Community drabble challenge. Challenge word Tentacles.
Spike plopped in the chair and opened his beer. "So why's the Creepy-crawlies after me?"
Angel smiled a smile, smug and nasty. Spike began to worry and turned to Wesley for clarification.
"Spike, when you attacked that Crepalian berserker during your unfortunate sugar high, you chopped off one of its tentacles, correct?"
"Yeah. So."
"It appears that the Crepalian was in a state of must, rather like an elephant, and chopping off tentacles happens to be part of the Crepalian mating ritual."
Angel's smile widened. "You ran off after courting the poor girl. They're suing you for Breach of Promise!"
