What does it take to scare Spike?
I just wrote this little piece for the celebration of the one year anniversary of Nekid Spike Day at nekid_spike. It will probably be a while before i post anything again since i'm going to taiwan to do research for the whole summer but i will miss all of you. Anyway, hope you like this piece!
Title: A new company holiday?
Pairing: Spangel
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I can only wish that i own them.
Summary: AtS 5. Spike is in for a shock when he arrives at W&H. Silly fluffy little piece.
By the talented mwrgana
Spike walked into the lobby of Wolfram and Hart and promptly screamed.
It was unthinkable, the worse nightmare any demon could have. Slimy blobs jiggled and bounced while hair exploded from every possible direction. What made it worse was that everyone seemed to be winking or smirking at him, especially those blokes from accounting.
He screamed again, this time in a manlier pitch, as if screaming would scare it all away.
“Spike?” He spun around with relief at the sound of Fred’s sweet voice. However, his relief was short lived.
His eyes bulged as he gaped at her. It must be a spell or some kind of demon. This could not be happening.
“Angel wants to see you,” Wesley stated, walking up to them with a file in his hands. “Immediately,” he added with a raised eyebrow when Spike made no movement to go.
“You-“ Spike choked on his words as he looked Wesley up and down incredulously.
“Are you alright?” Fred asked with concern, stepping closer.
Backing away quickly with a strangled gurgle, Spike fled to the safety of Angel’s office and slammed the door behind him. “Peaches, you won’t believe-“
“Believe what?” Angel looked up curiously from his desk at the pale faced vampire who had trailed off suddenly.
Maybe he was going insane, Spike thought. Flinging himself at the nearest wall, he began to bang his head against it, hoping that it would knock some sense into his wonky mind.
A strong arm yanked him around into an even stronger embrace. “What’s wrong, Will?”
Spike met Angel’s fretful gaze and promptly burst into tears. Needless to say, Angel was alarmed.
“Will, what’s wrong?” he demanded again, growling at the thought that someone had done something to upset his boy.
Spike wailed loudly. “E-everyone ev-ven y-you…”
“Even me?” Angel asked in disbelief. “Even me what?”
“YOU’RE NAKED!” Spike howled at the top of his lungs, so loud that the whole building trembled.
Angel tried to stifle it. He really did, but it refused to be denied. Laughing so hard that he jostled Spike quite painfully with his shaking, he was unable to speak for a few minutes.
A fist to the face put an end to that. “So you think it’s funny, you fucking wanker!” Spike hissed, spittle flying out from his mouth. “I should have known it was your sick idea of a joke!”
He stomped angrily to the door.
“Wait, Spike!” Angel called out to him desperately. “It’s not a joke.”
“Then what is it?”
Rubbing his face sheepishly, Angel muttered, “It’s June 10th.”
“So?” Spike crossed his arms over his chest, eyes glaring murderously.
“Last year on June 10th was the first time we made love as souled vampires.”
“Oh.” Spike’s anger deflated. He had totally forgotten. “But what’s that got to do with the fact that you and everyone else are naked?”
Angel smiled goofily. “In honor of the one year anniversary that I saw you naked, I’ve instituted a new company holiday and everyone has to be naked to celebrate it!”
“A new company holiday?” Spike repeated slowly.
“It’s Nekid Spike Day!” Angel exclaimed with a big grin that fell off his face when Spike remained silent. “Y-you don’t like it?”
Spike looked at Angel’s kicked puppy expression and felt his heart softening with love. That big lug was such a romantic. “Come here, you silly poof.”
Wrapping his arms around Angel’s deliciously naked body, Spike murmured, “Of course, I like it but…”
“But what?” Angel queried uncertainly when he felt Spike quiver fearfully.
“Can you please tell everyone to put their bloody clothes back on?”
Title: A new company holiday?
Pairing: Spangel
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I can only wish that i own them.
Summary: AtS 5. Spike is in for a shock when he arrives at W&H. Silly fluffy little piece.
By the talented mwrgana
Spike walked into the lobby of Wolfram and Hart and promptly screamed.
It was unthinkable, the worse nightmare any demon could have. Slimy blobs jiggled and bounced while hair exploded from every possible direction. What made it worse was that everyone seemed to be winking or smirking at him, especially those blokes from accounting.
He screamed again, this time in a manlier pitch, as if screaming would scare it all away.
“Spike?” He spun around with relief at the sound of Fred’s sweet voice. However, his relief was short lived.
His eyes bulged as he gaped at her. It must be a spell or some kind of demon. This could not be happening.
“Angel wants to see you,” Wesley stated, walking up to them with a file in his hands. “Immediately,” he added with a raised eyebrow when Spike made no movement to go.
“You-“ Spike choked on his words as he looked Wesley up and down incredulously.
“Are you alright?” Fred asked with concern, stepping closer.
Backing away quickly with a strangled gurgle, Spike fled to the safety of Angel’s office and slammed the door behind him. “Peaches, you won’t believe-“
“Believe what?” Angel looked up curiously from his desk at the pale faced vampire who had trailed off suddenly.
Maybe he was going insane, Spike thought. Flinging himself at the nearest wall, he began to bang his head against it, hoping that it would knock some sense into his wonky mind.
A strong arm yanked him around into an even stronger embrace. “What’s wrong, Will?”
Spike met Angel’s fretful gaze and promptly burst into tears. Needless to say, Angel was alarmed.
“Will, what’s wrong?” he demanded again, growling at the thought that someone had done something to upset his boy.
Spike wailed loudly. “E-everyone ev-ven y-you…”
“Even me?” Angel asked in disbelief. “Even me what?”
“YOU’RE NAKED!” Spike howled at the top of his lungs, so loud that the whole building trembled.
Angel tried to stifle it. He really did, but it refused to be denied. Laughing so hard that he jostled Spike quite painfully with his shaking, he was unable to speak for a few minutes.
A fist to the face put an end to that. “So you think it’s funny, you fucking wanker!” Spike hissed, spittle flying out from his mouth. “I should have known it was your sick idea of a joke!”
He stomped angrily to the door.
“Wait, Spike!” Angel called out to him desperately. “It’s not a joke.”
“Then what is it?”
Rubbing his face sheepishly, Angel muttered, “It’s June 10th.”
“So?” Spike crossed his arms over his chest, eyes glaring murderously.
“Last year on June 10th was the first time we made love as souled vampires.”
“Oh.” Spike’s anger deflated. He had totally forgotten. “But what’s that got to do with the fact that you and everyone else are naked?”
Angel smiled goofily. “In honor of the one year anniversary that I saw you naked, I’ve instituted a new company holiday and everyone has to be naked to celebrate it!”
“A new company holiday?” Spike repeated slowly.
“It’s Nekid Spike Day!” Angel exclaimed with a big grin that fell off his face when Spike remained silent. “Y-you don’t like it?”
Spike looked at Angel’s kicked puppy expression and felt his heart softening with love. That big lug was such a romantic. “Come here, you silly poof.”
Wrapping his arms around Angel’s deliciously naked body, Spike murmured, “Of course, I like it but…”
“But what?” Angel queried uncertainly when he felt Spike quiver fearfully.
“Can you please tell everyone to put their bloody clothes back on?”