Yay! This is absolutely spectacular, love. Absolutely.
Spike blinks owlishly as if he’d just been slapped. His hands tighten into fists. Carefully, he relaxes them. Spike’s first impulse is to go for the throat, but that would be a bad idea. Adam’s just shooting his stolen mouth off, he couldn’t know the truth. Instead, he growls, “I care enough that I want this chip out so that I can rip her to pieces. By the way, how’s that coming? You have access to their whole system. You must have the plans for my chip. You know how to disable it if not remove it completely.”
Perfect. Of course.
“I swear, I need more guy friends,” Xander whines and heads toward the door.
Ohhh... So I was being dense. I see.
She doesn’t notice Giles looking up from his book and gaping at her from across the table. That apparently will catch his attention away from research, the dirty old cuss. Spike tries not to snicker at the man’s expression, and lets him have at least some dignity in front of the kids. He distracts Willow by saying, “Don’t think I’m her type, Red.”
YES! Yes, yes. A world of yes.
It was already wonderful. It has been perfected.
And I am so honored that I could be of assistance, even though it took an absurdly long time.
Spike blinks owlishly as if he’d just been slapped. His hands tighten into fists. Carefully, he relaxes them. Spike’s first impulse is to go for the throat, but that would be a bad idea. Adam’s just shooting his stolen mouth off, he couldn’t know the truth. Instead, he growls, “I care enough that I want this chip out so that I can rip her to pieces. By the way, how’s that coming? You have access to their whole system. You must have the plans for my chip. You know how to disable it if not remove it completely.”
Perfect. Of course.
“I swear, I need more guy friends,” Xander whines and heads toward the door.
Ohhh... So I was being dense. I see.
She doesn’t notice Giles looking up from his book and gaping at her from across the table. That apparently will catch his attention away from research, the dirty old cuss. Spike tries not to snicker at the man’s expression, and lets him have at least some dignity in front of the kids. He distracts Willow by saying, “Don’t think I’m her type, Red.”
YES! Yes, yes. A world of yes.
It was already wonderful. It has been perfected.
And I am so honored that I could be of assistance, even though it took an absurdly long time.
I'm keepin' my eyes peeled for chapter 15!
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment