Nightshift

by cagd

In need of quick cash, and despite his own personal policy of never doing anything that involves an honest night's work or rainbow punch, Spike takes on a night job.

8. Gotcha!

"What the soddin' hell was that?" High-pressure blue flame forgotten inches from his face, Spike looked in the direction of the noise.

Mike handed him a note, Because it's past midnight and Chica's in the kitchen, dumbass!