I'll Take Unbelievable
"Buffy!"
She glanced up and fixed him with an infuriated glare. "What is it, Spike?"
"Nothin'." Spike offered her a smug grin and clasped his hands together loosely at his front. He continued to walk along as if his little prank was no big deal, like it was merely a simple conversation piece. His sentiments on the topic were not shared.
Buffy let out a grunt of frustration and wrung her hands, making it look like she was strangling an invisible person.
"Something the matter, love?" he asked.
If anything, her anger grew.
"'cause if there is," Spike went on," I think I just found the perfect way to beat down that nigglin' feeling you got."
"Don't even go there, Spike. I'm not sleeping with you again... Oh!"
Up ahead, two vampires moved leisurely through the tombstones. One happened to be a guy with blond hair. It wasn't peroxide blond but it would have to do.
"I got the one that looks like you," Buffy told him, running off towards them.
It took Spike a moment to catch on. When he did, he frowned and raced after her. "Oy! Come on, now! That's not nice!"
Buffy staked her vampire and turned to look at him. "You are unbelievable Did you know that?" She applied a roundhouse kick to the second vampire that sent it sprawling on the ground. As it tried to get up, she embedded her stake in its heart.
Spike winced. "I'll take unbelievable."
fin.