Spike
by James Walkswithwind



Title: Spike
(The Spike and Xander Reading Series, Grade Eleven)
Author: James Walkswithwind
Email: [email protected]
Rating: PG13
Pairings: S/X
Spoilers: Um... Nope.
Category: humor, PWP, kink
Author's website: http://www.jbx.com/~gila/angelbuf.htm
Disclaimer: Joss owns them. We just abuse them. The play is, I believe, public domain.
Notes: I hate Amy, too.
Warnings: m/m and extreme silliness
Summary: In which yet one more author perverts yet another icon of..er..sort of childhood, and we try to have fun with Spike and Xander. It was this or "Monster at the End of This Book."

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Spike

Scene I

Willow - When shall we three meet again; in club, library, or park?

Giles - When the fucking's done, when the vampire's lost and won

Tara - That will be ere set of sun.

Willow - Where the place?

Giles - On bed, belike.

Tara - There to meet with Spike.

Willow - He'll come, Graymalkin!

All - lust calls, anon. Fair is foul and foul is fair; horny screams do rend the air.


Scene II

[Alarum within. Enter Buffy, Xander, Anya, meeting a bleeding man.]

Buffy - What bloody man is that? He can report, as seemeth by his plight, of the flirting and rated X phone calls.

Xander - This is the vampire, who, like a evil and horny vampire, tried seduction 'gainst my captivity: hail, brave foe, say to the Slayer the knowledge of the broil, as thou didst say it.

Spike - Bloody hell, what? Just because I spoke 19th century English, doesn't mean I understand this 16th century crap. All I did was goose him a little.

Buffy - O, valiant cousin! You what?

Spike - I said I goosed him. Maybe twice.

Buffy - Dismayed not this our captains, Xander and Anya?

Spike - Who made them captains? [Gets poked by Anya] Er, right, um, can't say more, my wounds need tending. Wanna send Xander over to plug up my wound?

Buffy - So well thy words become thee, as thy wounds. They smack of seduction, both - Go, get him bound and gagged.

Spike - Now we're talking!

[Enter Dawn]

Buffy - Who comes here?

Spike - Me, if you'd just tie me up a bit harder. [Gets whapped by Anya, who whispers that he's supposed to have exited with the attendents, and Spike whispers back what attendents?]

Xander - The worthy thane of dawn.

Anya - What a haste look in her eyes! So should she look, that comes to speak of algebra homework.

Dawn - God save the king! [Looks confused.]

Buffy - That's 'Slayer'. Whence cam'st thou, worthy thane?

Dawn - What's a thane?

Buffy - If you'd done your English homework, you'd know. Where've you been?

Dawn - In Fife, great Sister, where the Study Hallers flout the teachers, and fan our brains cold. Homework itself, in terrible number, assisted by that most un-eaten principal the thane of Cawdor, 'gan a dismal conflict: to finish the paper, or go to the movies. Confronted us with self-comparisons, point against point the assignments given, arm 'gainst arm curbed our lavish spirits. And, to conclude, I snuck out because Willow's gonna help me later.

Buffy - Great shame! I never did such a thing when I was your age!

Spike - Oi! What's this? I thought I was gonna get shag-- uh, hello, lil bit. Er, I'll just wait in the back, here. Somebody gonna send Xander back here to help me with these chains?

Buffy - No more shall vampires deceive our bosom interest - Go, pronounce your undeath and with your former title, Bloody William.

Xander - Bosom? Buffy's bosom?

Anya [to Buffy] - That didn't rhyme.

Buffy - What?

Anya - It's supposed to rhyme.

Dawn - Can I go to the mall?

Buffy - Whatever! Exeunt already!

Spike - Does this mean Xan can shag me, now?

end Scene II
have scenes III and IV read by next week!

The End

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