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Just a couple drabbles to warm myself up - I'm getting started on the final chapter of Sunlight. Oh, and don't worry, the drabbles have *nothing* to do with the fic. I promise.
“How could you, Spike?”
“Because I wanted to, whelp. Told you before, you sodding bastard, I’m ev-”
“Evil? Oh, that I know. Believe me, I know. But for some reason, I thought-”
“That you could change me? That the ‘power’ of your ‘love’ would make me good? You thought wrong, Xander. Bloody pathetically wrong.”
“No, I thought…never mind. Get out, Spike. Pack your shit and get the fuck out.”
“And go where? Soldiers got my crypt, remember?”
“Not my problem. Now get the fuck out before we find out what peroxide dust looks like.”
“Fuck you, Harris!”
“Good bye, Spike.”
How does he get me into these things? Seriously – at least twice a week we get caught with our pants down, somewhere. Literally. I mean, okay, I’m secure enough in our relationship to not care what people think. And I’m secure enough with *ahem* myself to feel plenty proud to be seen. So it’s not like getting caught doing the Spike and Xander Bunny Hop is even that big of a deal. No, really. Only, we don’t usually get caught by *gulp* them. And especially not doing that! And all he can do is laugh?
“So, Buffy, Willow, Tara?…how’s school?”
“How could you, Spike?”
“Because I wanted to, whelp. Told you before, you sodding bastard, I’m ev-”
“Evil? Oh, that I know. Believe me, I know. But for some reason, I thought-”
“That you could change me? That the ‘power’ of your ‘love’ would make me good? You thought wrong, Xander. Bloody pathetically wrong.”
“No, I thought…never mind. Get out, Spike. Pack your shit and get the fuck out.”
“And go where? Soldiers got my crypt, remember?”
“Not my problem. Now get the fuck out before we find out what peroxide dust looks like.”
“Fuck you, Harris!”
“Good bye, Spike.”
How does he get me into these things? Seriously – at least twice a week we get caught with our pants down, somewhere. Literally. I mean, okay, I’m secure enough in our relationship to not care what people think. And I’m secure enough with *ahem* myself to feel plenty proud to be seen. So it’s not like getting caught doing the Spike and Xander Bunny Hop is even that big of a deal. No, really. Only, we don’t usually get caught by *gulp* them. And especially not doing that! And all he can do is laugh?
“So, Buffy, Willow, Tara?…how’s school?”
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And the last one makes a nice pairing with its comedy.
Good reads, both.
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*smooch*
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oi, and i have to ask... i dont really know enough of prexisting relationships, as i never watched the show, and maybe thats what it has to do with... any reason you italicised "Tara" ?
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Nope, no relationship. Just something in my brain *shrugs some more*
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nice job, btw... had forgot to mention that :)
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