Advent Drabble #5 - Anniversary (Spike & Giles, post-Chosen)
“Spike!”
“Got a place to crash?”
He’s standing on Giles’s doormat, huddled under a blanket, emitting wisps of smoke into in a golden November sunrise.
Giles sighs. “Come in.”
Spike smells slightly singed, as he brushes past him.
“How d’you know my address?” Giles moves through the living room to draw the curtains.
Shrug.
“Are you dripping blood on my carpet?”
Another shrug. Spike studies the Thanksgiving cards that adorn the mantelpiece, while Giles eyes the Sainsbury’s carrier that appeared on his sofa.
“Booze,” Spike grins. “And a turkey.”
Giles arches an eyebrow.
“Remember 1999? The Chumash?”
Giles grins. “Vividly.”
“Got a place to crash?”
He’s standing on Giles’s doormat, huddled under a blanket, emitting wisps of smoke into in a golden November sunrise.
Giles sighs. “Come in.”
Spike smells slightly singed, as he brushes past him.
“How d’you know my address?” Giles moves through the living room to draw the curtains.
Shrug.
“Are you dripping blood on my carpet?”
Another shrug. Spike studies the Thanksgiving cards that adorn the mantelpiece, while Giles eyes the Sainsbury’s carrier that appeared on his sofa.
“Booze,” Spike grins. “And a turkey.”
Giles arches an eyebrow.
“Remember 1999? The Chumash?”
Giles grins. “Vividly.”