Hey,
Sorry that it's been so long. I have been majorly busy. Anyway, I am working on chapter 5 of blindness and a new story that I am simply going to post in one big chapter so I don't disappoint anyone. It is a revision of the episode "The Wish" and is simply me having fun.
Anyway, here is Spike's drabble, obviously he is one of the characters who loved Buffy in canon so this was pretty easy to write. I think that Spike is one of my favorite characters anyway so he was fun to write.
Spike
Mooning over some whiny bint who doesn't even want you gets old pretty fast. But what can I say? I'm a vampire who likes to keep things simple. Jack Daniels. A packet of cigs. Buffy.
What can I say, mate? We all have our addictions.
O course, a packet of fags and a bottle of Jack don't do you much harm if you're dead. Women though, they can keep killing a man even though he's been dead for over a hundred years
Let me rest in peace
Drusilla was bad enough; you love a woman for over a hundred years and as soon as that poncy bastard, Angelus, comes along, she forgets all about you. And he was an even crueler bastard than before, nearly crazy as she was, too, after all those years under the soul. Treated her like shit, too. Unlike me. But that's the story of my unlife. Angelus finds the girl, leaves the girl, and I come along and love the chit who will never want me as much. Minute he comes back, it's Goodbye Spike, lets all be friends then, shall we?
I fucking hate the story of my life.
But anyway, Buffy. I hated that bitch at first, bloody crippled me after all. And then after I got chipped by the bloody Initiative (few years later mate, long story how I got back there) I still hated her. But I thought she was hot. And she was hot. Pretty little thing. Looks like a bloody sex kitten. And the fact that she can kick ass is a major turn on. Nothing hotter than a woman who loves violence. So I had a thing for her. Not love. It was more of a I hate you but really want to shag you kind of thing.
So I took a hand in getting rid of Captain Cardboard. Not the most difficult thing to do. Idiot. And I stuck around when things got tough. I began to actually like the girl. I also genuinely liked her family. I was sorry when Joyce died. Nice lady. So I stayed and tried to support Buffy, if only so I could get in her pants.
Then she died. Once she did, it was like, it was like a bloody revelation. Some kind of god-damned epiphany. I loved the girl. And I was fucked.
Long story short, she came back to life, I was evil and a bloody bastard, took advantage of her and got the bint in my bed. It wasn't pretty. And I think what I did then ruined any shot I might have had. I fucked up. I would rather not go into details.
After I got a soul, I went over the details time and time again. I think that doing it once more would be pointless. After I got my soul, and then my sanity back, Buffy and I became friends of sort.
It was bloody good timing, too, considering the way hers were treating her. I got to know a lot about her. I loved her more than ever. Her personality became the main attraction instead of her body and spirit. I knew her, not better than anyone else ever, but better than anyone else at the time. And then the end of the world comes and Peaches returns. It had been years and she goes to kiss him with the kind of love I never had. And I knew he had won.
I sacrificed myself to save her and the rest of the bloody world. Least I could do. Go out with a bang you know.
Oh I came back, not intentional. And then I had to work with Angelus. Ensouled though he was at the time, he was still a bloody wanker. Biggest bastard I ever met. But he had it bad for that girl. I never realized he still did. He had it really bad, even worse than I was. And he had her too, bint absolutely adored the ponce. But he did the unworthy act and she was too messed up and insecure to go after him herself.
So as my last sacrifice I got the two of them back together. I totally regretted it, still do in fact. Oh, they are absurdly happy. It's pretty sickening how tender and lovey-dovey those two are. But I am miserable and alone and Angelus got the girl and the happily ever after.
It was worth it. I saw her soul light up and brighten and shine through and she was never so beautiful to me as when she was marrying that bastard.
So here's to you, Buffy, you and your happily ever after. You deserve it, sweetling. I will always love you.
Thoughts? Comments? Let me know.