Happy Holidays!

 

 

            “Spike, hurry up! We have to finish decorating the tree!” Faye hissed running in every direction with the decorations thrown here and there.

 

 

            “I’m having a bit of trouble Faye…” Spike mumbled as the box fell on top of him.

 

 

            “What do you mean by that?” Faye questioned, heading towards the storage room on the Bebop.

 

 

            Spike growled as he turned away from Faye, showing her his head. “They’re stuck, can you get them off?” Spike’s head was covered in bows and Christmas ornaments.

 

 

            Faye laughed, coming up behind him. She locked her arms around his lower waist and let her head rest against his back. “You look like a Christmas tree.” She kissed his shoulder gingerly.

 

 

            Spike’s cheeks flushed. He shook his head in protest. “Cute doesn’t work with me; can you please get them out?” He sighed, closing his eyes as Faye began to pick out all the different things stuck in his mass of green hair.