" Let me out, I don't want to be trapped in the horrid cave anymore." Drusilla whined, " I'll be good, I'll be a good little vampire."
" Is that Drusilla?" Buffy asked Spike. She had just walked down the stairs and joined Spike in the kitchen. He was eating some leftover KFC Barbeque boneless chicken wings (Go get some, they are so good... KFC rocks.)
" Yeah." Spike nodded.
" What is she saying?" Buffy asked as she got closer to the door. Drusilla stopped screaming when she sensed the slayers presence by the door.
" The pixies burned to dust, they say that Drusilla's next. No, I don't want to be trapped in the underground home... No more buried alive... Please." Drusilla whined again when she heard Buffy leave.
" Maybe we should let her out?" Buffy asked, " Mom's not here, and with both of us here, we don't have to worry about her getting out."
" You do realize how strong she is?" Spike asked Buffy.
" Yeah." She said back to him, " We can make her promise."
" Pinky promise?" Spike mocked.
" Yes, and don't make fun of me."
" I wasn't making any fun." Spike said.
" Yes you were, you were mocking me from when you needed to stay the night here, and I made you do the pinky promise."
" Now your poking fun at your self." Spike smiled. Buffy smiled as she flipped him off, " Oh slayer that hurts."
" It better." Buffy said as she stuck her tongue out, " Stupid bleach brain."
" Slayer, your going to make me cry." Spike said as he put his hand up to his face, " You wouldn't want that, now would you?"
" Aww, don't cry, spikey, or all your makeup will come off."
" Oi, slayer, I am no Nancy boy."
" Oh, really?" Buffy smiled as she took a bite of his wing.
" Yeah." He said.
" Then how come you have the perfect-est complexion ever? And no pimples? You must use cover-up... True Color maybe? No, maybe Covergirl?"
" Slayer." Spike warned.
" And lets talk about your lips. You must wear lipstick, because there so red and ..."
" Slayer." Spike warned.
" Luscious." Buffy smiled as she squealed and ran across the kitchen from him, " Do you use my lipstick?"
" Yeah, Buffy, my favorite pastime is to try on your lipstick." Spike smiled, " I have some of your lipstick in the Desoto. Might I add, Burgundy looks so good on me."
" Eww, Spike, I always knew you were into drag..." Buffy joked disgusted.
" Yeah, and can I borrow your shirt?" Spike asked.
" Shirt?" Buffy asked confused, " Which one?"
" The shiny one that doesn't cover your shoulders."
" My silk peasant top?" Buffy asked.
" Sure?" Spike smiled, " It'll go good with the lipstick."
" First of all, are you joking, because this is a weird conversation. And second, Burgundy doesn't go with cherry red."
" There both red, it doesn't matter." Spike said.
" There's proof that you aren't gay." Buffy said, " Gay guys would know that those two together are a fashion no-no."
" You caught me." Spike said. Then they both heard a loud scream, they ran down the basement, and saw Drusilla scratching her face. Spike grabbed Drusilla and pried her hands off of her face. Buffy stood there confused.
" Dru?" Spike asked, " Drusilla? What's happening?"
" Spike." She screamed loudly.
" Dru, what did you see."
" She's coming. She's coming to take you away from me and her."
" Who's coming." Spike asked, " Who, princess, who?"
Princess? Buffy thought to herself, he called her princess, but what does that mean? Oh my god, does he not like me? Oh My God, Oh My God...
" Buffy." Spike said, interrupting her thoughts. She looked at him, her eyes were blank.
" Huh?" she asked.
" Un-chain Drusilla."
" Are you high?" Buffy asked.
" Buffy, do it, she thinks someone is coming to hurt her." Spike growled. Buffy nodded as she pulled the key out of her pocket. Drusilla calmed down as Buffy slipped the key into the lock. As soon as Drusilla's chains were free of her hands she leaned into Spike and cried into his shoulder. Buffy stared at this with even more anger and shock. She hurried up the stairs.
" Poor Slayer." Drusilla said sadly, " She suspects..."
" Suspects?" Spike asked, loosening his grip on her.
" She thinks you love me." Drusilla smiled, " Go to her, tell her you love her. She needs it." Spike stood up, grabbed Drusilla's hand and pulled her up the stairs.
" Buffy?" Spike called around.
" Spike." Buffy sat, she looked up from the couch. Her eyes were puffy, and it looked as if she was just crying.
" Buffy... Let me explain." Spike said, when Buffy didn't answer, he continued, " I - remember when..."
" He's all yours. I have seen his love for you... I am no threat." Drusilla smiled, " But be careful. Someone from Spikes past will come to hurt you. She cant hurt me, because Spike isn't mine anymore." Drusilla got up and walked to the other couch and sat.
" Buffy, Pet, ... I love Drusilla, but only because she's my sire. That's like a mother. Remember thee conversation between Giles, you, and I when we first found out about Drusilla being back?"
" Yeah." Buffy smiled, " Love you."
" Love you too." Spike said as he leaned up and kissed her forehead. She wrapped her arms around his neck in a tight embrace.
" Do you have any games?" Drusilla asked.
" Games?" Buffy asked.
" Oh, do you have operation?" Drusilla chimed, " It's always fun to dissect people... Even if it's a fake, plastic person."
" Um... Yeah." Buffy said, " Spike, can you go get it? It's in the top shelf of the closet." Spike got up to get it. He left Buffy and Drusilla in the room.
" Enjoy him, while it lasts." Drusilla said, sounding a bit scared.
" What?" Buffy asked.
" I've been told that she will come, ruin you." Drusilla said.
" What?" Buffy asked, starting to sound angry.
" I'm not allowed to say anymore. The daisy's will punish me." Drusilla whispered. Then Spike got in the room and Buffy forgot all about her and Drusilla's conversation.
" It's all in a matter of patience..." Scarlett said as she watched them from the window, " yes, soon the slayer and Drusilla will be out of my way. Permanently." Then a car pulled up. And someone walked out, the Slayers mother. Scarlett looked back in the house and realized that none of the three had seen the car yet. She smiled and walked towards the car.
Joyce stepped out of her car and grabbed her bag that she had brought with her to her work. She made sure she had her keys, then shut the door. She stopped when she felt a presence behind her. She didn't turn around to look though.
" My daughters the slayer." Joyce said defensively, " You'll die a painful, agonizing, extremely slow death if you even touch me."
" Oh, I'm not to sure about that..." Scarlett said quietly, she walked to the front of Joyce and put on her game face.
" She and Spike... They'll kill you. And you'll regret this." Joyce said, she didn't know if she was actually saying to scare the vampire or if she was just re-assuring herself. It sounded more like the latter. Joyce put her foot foreword and stabbed her spiked stiletto into the vampire's foot. It pierced the flesh and the vampire screamed. Joyce took to opportunity to fun to the car. (She was closer to the car than to the house). But the vampire grabbed her arm and pulled Joyce around. Joyce was now facing the vampire.
" That hurt, and I wasn't done talking. I'm Scarlett, by the way." she smiled.
" Let go of me." Joyce said.
" No, you tried to run. I wont let you do it again." Scarlett said, " Drusilla stole Spike from me, and Buffy stole Spike from her, so I'm going to get Spike back. He belongs to me."
" But why do you want me?" Joyce asked.
" A warning." Scarlett said. She bit Joyce on the neck and started to drink.
Dun Dun Dun. Will Buffy get to her in time? Will Joyce die? Who knows... I don't even know. But find out next on... Part 14.
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