Michael and Buffy headed out of the theater. Their arms entwined with one
another gave the oppression that they were in love.
Ha, yes the first-date-romance-novelty-spectacular now showing! Spike thought miserably to himself as he followed the couple.
He thought about how to approach this kind of situation.
Should I be a stalker lap dog like Angel? Should I warn her of the danger like the whelp does? Should he attack this new boy and scare him away like Riley? Or should he introduce himself leaving Buffy feeling awkward?
Yes folks, time to meet this so-called Ginger boy.
It's not like Buffy would hurt him in front of Gingerbread anyway.
Spike waited until they were in Buffy's front porch. He went behind his personal hiding place he liked to call a tree.
He listened in on their conversation and tried not to gag.
"I had a wonderful time Buffy." Michael said holding her close with his back turned to the hiding place where Spike currently was.
"Not as great a time as I did." You could hear the sappiness pouring like Niagara Falls.
"Oh bloody hell," Spike said stepping from behind the tree.
Shock and panic struck Buffy's face like a cupid's arrow. "S-S-Spike, w- what are you doing here? GO AWAY!"
"Well, is that anyway to talk to-" Spike stopped in mid-sentence as Michael turned around.
Michael let out a squeak as he tried to figure out why Spike looked like him. "No wonder why you thought I was him!" He let out after a minute of the staring contest between them.
That snapped Spike out of his haze. "Love, if you really wanted me you didn't have a get a look a like. I mean he looks good but I have the moves." He wriggled his eyebrows and Buffy let out a groan of disgust.
"Michael this is Spike, Spike this is Michael. And no you disgusting pig we met at the Bronze. And were you SPYING ON ME?" Buffy said still not sure what exactly to say.
Spike looked uncomfortable, "Just checking in on my favorite slayer."
"Slayer?" Michael said to Buffy.
"Yeah she didn't tell you? She likes nick names, yep she's real kinky in bed!"
"SPIKE!" she yelled at him while advancing to pounce and destroy.
"Oh, were you two like," Michael pointed between them.
"NO"
"YES!" Spike said his statement louder. "And believe me you couldn't keep her cuffed to a bed. You're probably one of those guys who gets off while looking at his mothe-"
"SPIKE! Get the hell out of here or I'll have to kick you're ass."
"See, kinky!" He directed to Michael.
"I'm going to count to three then you'll leave QUIETLY."
"She also likes to be spanked."
"ONE!" She shrieked.
"REALLY HARD."
"TWO!" She screamed.
"While getting screw up the-"
He was cut off by Buffy punching him in the nose.
"BLOODY HELL YOU SODDING BITCH!" He cursed as he nursed his nose. "Did I mention she likes pain while masterb-"
Spike shut his mouth right quick as Buffy pulled out a stake. "Leave and won't have to use this." Her quivered with unleashed anger.
"All right lover whatever you say." He turned around and starting walking. Suddenly he stopped sneezed the word "KINKY, Uhh. Excuse me." He turned and smirked to his twin.
Then he swiftly walked down the street to his crypt away from the steaming slayer. Leaving a very confused Michael behind.
A/n Hope you liked it!
Ha, yes the first-date-romance-novelty-spectacular now showing! Spike thought miserably to himself as he followed the couple.
He thought about how to approach this kind of situation.
Should I be a stalker lap dog like Angel? Should I warn her of the danger like the whelp does? Should he attack this new boy and scare him away like Riley? Or should he introduce himself leaving Buffy feeling awkward?
Yes folks, time to meet this so-called Ginger boy.
It's not like Buffy would hurt him in front of Gingerbread anyway.
Spike waited until they were in Buffy's front porch. He went behind his personal hiding place he liked to call a tree.
He listened in on their conversation and tried not to gag.
"I had a wonderful time Buffy." Michael said holding her close with his back turned to the hiding place where Spike currently was.
"Not as great a time as I did." You could hear the sappiness pouring like Niagara Falls.
"Oh bloody hell," Spike said stepping from behind the tree.
Shock and panic struck Buffy's face like a cupid's arrow. "S-S-Spike, w- what are you doing here? GO AWAY!"
"Well, is that anyway to talk to-" Spike stopped in mid-sentence as Michael turned around.
Michael let out a squeak as he tried to figure out why Spike looked like him. "No wonder why you thought I was him!" He let out after a minute of the staring contest between them.
That snapped Spike out of his haze. "Love, if you really wanted me you didn't have a get a look a like. I mean he looks good but I have the moves." He wriggled his eyebrows and Buffy let out a groan of disgust.
"Michael this is Spike, Spike this is Michael. And no you disgusting pig we met at the Bronze. And were you SPYING ON ME?" Buffy said still not sure what exactly to say.
Spike looked uncomfortable, "Just checking in on my favorite slayer."
"Slayer?" Michael said to Buffy.
"Yeah she didn't tell you? She likes nick names, yep she's real kinky in bed!"
"SPIKE!" she yelled at him while advancing to pounce and destroy.
"Oh, were you two like," Michael pointed between them.
"NO"
"YES!" Spike said his statement louder. "And believe me you couldn't keep her cuffed to a bed. You're probably one of those guys who gets off while looking at his mothe-"
"SPIKE! Get the hell out of here or I'll have to kick you're ass."
"See, kinky!" He directed to Michael.
"I'm going to count to three then you'll leave QUIETLY."
"She also likes to be spanked."
"ONE!" She shrieked.
"REALLY HARD."
"TWO!" She screamed.
"While getting screw up the-"
He was cut off by Buffy punching him in the nose.
"BLOODY HELL YOU SODDING BITCH!" He cursed as he nursed his nose. "Did I mention she likes pain while masterb-"
Spike shut his mouth right quick as Buffy pulled out a stake. "Leave and won't have to use this." Her quivered with unleashed anger.
"All right lover whatever you say." He turned around and starting walking. Suddenly he stopped sneezed the word "KINKY, Uhh. Excuse me." He turned and smirked to his twin.
Then he swiftly walked down the street to his crypt away from the steaming slayer. Leaving a very confused Michael behind.
A/n Hope you liked it!