Author's note v2011: MY first new chapter in... AGES! YAYYYY! Check The Introduction chapter for a speacial update in the author's notes.
Willow was the first to rise that morning, at least in the upstairs portion of the house. The downstairs occupants were often the first to rise on the weekends. She sat up in bed looking about for a moment as her still sleepy eye's adjusted to the room she was in. It took a moment but she soon recognised the guest room that David had sleepily escorted her to the night before. She blushed slightly remember the muffled noises she had heard from the room beside hers, and with a giggle she slipped out of bed and into some slipper's she had brought with her.
Buffy awoke and smiled as she looked up at the still sleeping Spike. He purred in his sleep and she nuzzled a bit closer to his chest. There was a soft knock on the door and she sat up in his arms, taking some of the sheets with her, enough to cover her chest, "Who is it?" She said trying not to wake Spike up just yet.
Willow opened the door just enough to poke her head in, "Oh! I knew it... you two suck with the discreetness..."
Buffy giggled and blushed as she grabbed Spike's discarded t-shirt from the floor and slipped it on. "I know... We get carried away..." Carefully Buffy extracted herself from Spike's grasp and slipped out of bed. Her movements received an unhappy groan from the sleeping form in the bed, but no extreme reactions, "I'll be out in a sec..." She whispered to Willow who took this as a polite dismissal and backed out from the door, leaving it open.
Buffy fished through her overnight bag, desperate to find some kind of underwear, when she was suddenly swooped up into a pair of strong arms. She squealed and kicked for a moment as she tried to wriggle free, "Have you seen my underwear?" She asked when Spike finally returned her to the earth.
He chuckled slightly as he kissed along her neck, "What if I said... the panty leprechaun's came and stole them last night? Is that believable?" For that he received a solid smack on the chest.
"You're a pig!" Buffy said and reluctantly pulled on a pair of jeans.
Spike's naked form returned to the bed and sat on the edge, "Hey... I just called in a favour with them and they responded... besides... underwear... Very over-rated... it just gets in the way of other things." He chuckled evilly as he waggled his eyebrows and received yet another playful smack.
Buffy shook her head and went to Spike's closet, "This is why today, you are punished with the inconvenience jeans!" She pointed to her pants and snatched a clean t-shirt of his to wear instead of the formerly floor ridden one she was wearing. She removed the dirty one and dug through bag hoping to find at least a bra, "Thank god..." She said as she extracted one and slipped it on before slipping on Spike's shirt instead of one of her own, his were always so much more comfy.
"But they're so complicated! Why can I slip my willy out in no time for a tinkle with mine, but yours are a goddamn death trap?" He stood up and grabbed Buffy by the belt loop as she tried to make her hair presentable, "Tell me how you do it?" He kneeled in front of her and tugged at the offending pants, "Is there like a secret handshake? Or magic word?" He grabbed her hips and buried his face in her stomach, "Open sesame..." He said, muffled by her body.
Buffy jumped hearing David's voice, having totally forgotten Willow had left the door ajar, "You two are bloody fuckin' weird..." He said as he stared for a moment at the naked Spike with his faced buried in Buffy's stomach. David finally shook his head and closed the door before heading downstairs.
"Oh my god... David just saw you naked!" Buffy exclaimed as she giggled and pushed Spike away.
"Not like it's nothing he hasn't seen before..." Buffy gave him a surprised look, "Sweetheart I'm a natural nudist, and I used to roam the house naked before Holly moved in... plus... Nick David and I..." He returned to the warmth of the bed finally, "We've had our drunken nights together..."
Buffy's jaw dropped at this admission, "You and Nick are like brother's!" She exclaimed.
"Yeah... and we also came to the conclusion ages ago that if one of us had been born a woman we'd be married by now..." Buffy laughed at that and joined Spike on the bed, "Don't worry, they're not much competition for you..." He smiled and leaned up, giving Buffy a soft kiss.
"I certainly hope so..." She kissed him back and stood up, "I'm gonna go hang out with Willow, will you be getting up any time soon?"
"If I could stay naked I'd be getting up sooner, but yes I'll be up relatively soon..." He flashed one of his dazzling smiles and flipped on the television as Buffy left the room.
An hour later and Holly had already latched onto the younger girls. The three were residing currently on Holly and Nick's bed painting nails and chit chattering away. Three American women versus three British men, the only conclusion: neither party understood a word of each other. It wasn't long until the men had retreated to the Batcave as Spike often called the studio downstairs and there they remained hidden for some time.
This got Buffy's ticker going, "Holly, have you ever gotten proper revenge on the boys before? I mean they put you through hell daily... why not retaliate?" She asked as she painted Willow's nails an electric green.
Holly shrugged, "It is just Spike's way of saying I love you, but I see your point. I don't know... I'm just not the pranky type like he is. That guy can't tell his finger from his dick sometimes, but he sure can scheme."
"He's Evil..." Buffy replied plainly, and the other two girls giggled, "I'm serious! He snuck into my house! I still don't know how he did it!"
"Does your mom have a spare key outside?" Buffy's mouth dropped in realization, "Yeah... you should ask him about his criminal record... He's actually banned from every pub in London currently. Stupid drunk took out four city blocks with a Hummer... If the queen didn't love him so much he'd be banned from the whole country for life. I swear he's sucked up to her so bad... every time. I've been with them twice when we've been invited for dinner, and she always seats him beside her and all night he's whispering all kind of nasties in her ear!" Buffy and Willow both giggle uncontrollably by this point, "And the woman eats it up! He a horrible flirt Buffy..."
"Oh I know... but he's only flirted with me so far... I'd let it slide for the queen." Willow jabbed Buffy with an elbow at that and Holly shook her head.
"You've got balls girl..." Holly's feet swung back and forth in the air as she laid on her stomach and painted Willow's other hand, "So what did you have in mind with the meniacleness?"
Buffy looked at the ceiling for a moment, "I was thinking something filled water balloons, but now I kinda want to give the three of them make over that they would dread soooo much..."
"Ohhh..." Holly thought for a moment, "That'd be tricky... we'd have to tie them up some how... I don't know..."
"I have an idea!" Willow chimed in suddenly, "We might not be able to get them to look girly, but we can get them smelling girly..." Holly and Buffy both leaned in, very curious now, "If you had a bottle of perfume you could sacrifice... a solution of about... 80% water and 20% perfume would have them smelling delightful! I mean with that much perfume... it would take two showers to get the smell out of your hair... at least..."
"Willow..." Buffy stated, "You. Are. A. Genius!" Holly nodded in agreement, and Buffy continued with the nails, "Alright... we finish our manicures... then get this plan in motion..."