A/N: Spike decides to make an evening babysitting Dawn slightly more interesting...
"So then Niblet, have you decided what you want to do this evening?" Spike tried to look enthusiastic at the prospect of spending an evening babysitting the slayer's sister with his sire. He wondered how he had been roped into it, but he couldn't think of an actual reason so he put it down to 'Slayer Tactics'
"Well... we could play a game!" Angel just groaned, he was even less attached to Dawn than Spike was, though that wasn't exactly hard, despite how much he tried to hide it, it was clear to anyone that Spike thought the world of Dawn.
"What kind of game?" Angel managed to force out, keeping his protests and groans inside, not wanting to hurt Dawn's feelings, seeing as he would probably end up with a stake through his heart from her sister if she thought he was even contemplating being mean to Dawn.
"Hmmmm, how about hangman?" Spike nodded his head quickly, there were a lot of games that Dawn could probably think of, if given time, and he didn't want to end up having to do something like dance on Dawn's dancemat with Angel.
"Ok then, I'll go first" Dawn picked up the pen and paper in front of her and began drawing lines where the letters would go. Spike looked at the paper for all of five seconds, there were seven spaces, honestly did Dawn really think he was this stupid.
"Vampire"
"Hey, that's cheating" Dawn whined, she didn't like being beaten in a game, especially not in a game that she had chosen, because she couldn't even pretend that she had been forced into it by someone else.
"No it isn't, I knew what it was so I guessed. End of story"
"Oh, fine then. Your turn" She reluctantly handed the pen and paper to Spike and he stuck the end of the pen in his mouth and began chewing whilst in thought, trying to think of something interesting to choose, just to lighten the mood up a bit, and annoy his sire. Eventually he wrote out the following:
---- -- - -------
Dawn decided to go first. "A"
---- - a -------
"Your go now Angel!" Angel looked at the paper, then at Dawn, then at Spike and then back to the paper once again. He knew the kind of thing Spike was likely to write but he couldn't figure out exactly what it said, he had no choice but to guess a letter.
"I"
-i-- i- a -------
"S" Dawn continued, she was not going to lose at this game
si-- is a -------
Angel got a bad feeling, he needed a few more letters to be sure, but if his feelings were right, and he had a sneaking suspician that they were, Spike was going to end up with a black eye pretty soon.
"R" he said cautiously, recieving a grin from Spike as he realised that Angel was catching on.
sir- is a -------
"Erm... O" Dawn randomly guessed, and was surprised when she got it right.
sir- is a -oo----
"E" Just a couple more letters and he would know for sure
sire is a -oo--e-
"That's not funny Spike"
"What isn't funny?" Dawn hadn't managed to work out what the letters spelt out on the paper and couldn't think of what would fill in the gaps.
"Well I thought it was"
"Thought what was funny?" Dawn was desperatley trying to get an explanation out of one of the vampires
"Well then, what you gonna do 'bout it?" Spike asked whilst filling in the rest of the letters for himself
"This" Angel leapt up and tackled Spike to the floor, pinning him down. Spike stuck out his tongue and licked Angel's nose, soon the pair were entwined together on the floor, kissing and rolling around. Dawn just rolled her eyes and walked out of the room, not before picking up the paper and reading what it said.
My sire is a poofter
What's a poofter? Dawn wondered. She decided to ask Buffy when she got back.