Extreme Behavior

Disclaimer: Don't own South, don't own the band Hinder or anything they write. Just borrowing, I'll get it back to them later.

Summary: Series of unrelated Spashley one-shots based on Hinder songs.

A/N: Sorry I've been gone for so long, but I'm back with a brilliant idea: Now is it just me, or did anyone else notice that every song by Hinder can be used for a Spashley song fic? Well that's what I thought and now I'm doing a series on it.

Enjoy ten different chappies on the good ole Spashley.

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Get Stoned

"Just hear me out
If it's not perfect I'll perfect it till my heart explodes
I highly doubt
I can make it through another of your episodes
Lashing out
One of the petty moves you pull before you lose control
You wear me out
But it's all right now…"

"Let's go back to your place Ash." The blonde whispered, or tried to, in her girlfriend's ear.

"Mm-yeah." The brunette agreed, her legs clumsily leading her and her girlfriend out of Grey's. They arrived at Ashley's new convertible and Ashley tried and failed to put her keys in the door, "Ugh, I am so drunk…"

"Yeah, maybe I should drive…" The blonde suggested, gently pushing the drunken girl aside.

"But Spence…" Ashley moaned, but complied, passing her the keys and wandered over to the passenger seat. "Let's go!" She whined, placing a hand on Spencer's thigh and slowly sliding it up higher. "Spence…"

"Ash, I'm trying to drive here." Spencer grunted, trying to ignore the caress that was slowly going higher and higher.

"Mm, I noticed." Ashley slurred as the finally pulled up to her mansion, "Hey, I think I got some weed in the house…We should totally get stoned…" She offered as Spencer led her upstairs to her room.

"Like you need anymore drugs in your system." Spencer muttered rhetorically.

She couldn't help but watch as Ashley dug out her stash and her other toys. "C'mon Spence, just once." Ashley pleaded, holding out the joint.

"Let's go home and get stoned
We could end up makin' love instead of misery
Go home and get stoned
Cuz the sex is so much better when you're mad at me
You wear me out (We could end up makin' love instead of misery)
But it's all right now…"

"Ash, I can't deal with this from you." Spencer growled, making her way back downstairs.

"Spencer wait!" Ashley called after her. "I'm sorry, I just thought…"

"What Ashley? You just thought what?" Spencer demanded, "God, you are so stupid sometimes."

"Well, if you're gonna be a bitch about it then you should just get outta my life!" Ashley snapped, realizing what she had said too late. "No Spence, I don't…"

"I know." Spencer grumbled, "You don't mean it, you never do. You never mean anything." She looked at the ground then at the joint she had in her hand. "Would you mean it if we we're making love?"

"Spence, I meant I don't want you to get out, that's the weed talking." Ashley explained, "Please, I need you."

"Like you need your weed?" Spencer shot back. "I don't know if I can deal with it."

"Spence, please, I love you." Ashley whispered, "Don't leave me."

"You love me?" Spencer asked, her blue eyes wide and confused.

"Without a doubt
The break up is worth the make-up sex you're givin' me
Let's hash it out
Cuz your bitchin' and your yellin' don't mean anything
Don't count me out
I can handle all the baggage that you're carrying
You wear me out
But it's all right now…"

"I love you." Ashley whispered again, "I need you, not the weed." She looked at the joint she had given Spencer, what had she been thinking? "Give it back, I'll get rid of it." She reached out to take the joint but Spencer stepped back, looking at the stick strangely. "Spence."

"This…This joint…You smoke it?" Spencer asked, looking at her with worried eyes.

"Yeah, but it doesn't matter, give it back, I'll flush it." Ashley stepped in again, only to have Spencer move away again.

"You just smoke it, like a cigarette?" Spencer asked, no longer looking for an answer.

Ashley just sighed and let her shoulders droop, nearly having a heart attack when she saw the blonde raise the stick to her lips and take a small hit. "Spence!"

"What?" Spencer asked, removing the joint from her lips and looking at Ashley innocently.

Something in Ashley cracked then, something about seeing Spencer-Perfect-Catholic-Girl-Carlin smoke a joint was extremely hot and a major turn on she realized. "Oh God."

"Fuck God." Spencer growled, tossing aside the stick and grabbing Ashley in for a kiss.

"Let's go home and get stoned
We could end up makin love instead of misery
Go home and get stoned
Cuz the sex is so much better when you're mad at me
You wear me out (We could end up makin' love instead of misery)
But it's alright now…"

"Jesus Spence, what's gotten into you lately?" Ashley asked, her head still spinning from the make-up sex.

"Besides you?" Spencer asked cheekily. She laughed as she rolled over and leaned on the brunette's chest. "You gave me weed." She groaned.

"Oh right, about that…" Ashley laughed nervously, "Never again, ok? I won't give you any illegals again."

"Eh, I didn't mind actually." Spencer shrugged. "I mean, I only hit it once, right? Nothing really happened. But you know what I noticed?" She propped her weight up on her elbows on either side of the smaller brunette, smiling.

"No what?" Ashley asked, trying not to stare too much at the blonde's chest.

"Let's go home and get stoned
We could end up makin' love instead of misery
Go home and get stoned
Cuz the sex is so much better when you're mad at me
Go home and get stoned
We could end up makin' love instead of misery
Go home and get stoned
Cuz the sex is so much better when you're mad at me
You wear me out…"

"The sex is much better when we're mad at each other." Spencer paused, "And when we're stoned."

"You so weren't stoned!" Ashley laughed, "I was though but I think you need to prove it to me now that it's wearing off…" She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

Spencer laughed, pouncing on her girlfriend once more.

"(We could end up makin' love instead of misery)
But it's all right now
(Cuz the sex is so much better when you're mad at me)
Let's go home and get stoned
Let's go home and get stoned
Let's go home and get stoned
Let's go home and get stoned…"

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Well there you go, the first chapter. What do you think? Sorry this one was short, I wasn't really sure about where I wanted it to go. R&R please. That little button in the left corner demands to be petted! Ha-ha. Click it now, my minions!

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