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One of my Spike drabbles.
Halloween
I never told Drusilla about it. How close the Slayer came to staking me. Flat on my back like a bleeding turtle. Slayer must’ve got distracted or something. I had to slink away. Shaming. Halloween’s nothing but bad luck.
Don’t usually go out All Hallow’s Eve. Though it was a treat, walking around all vamped out, nobody turning a hair.
Thought the Slayer was mincemeat; her being under a helpless spell. Not really sporting, but I’m not one for convention. Dead is dead.
I spun a tale for Dru. She can tell when I’m lying, but likes a good story.
Halloween
I never told Drusilla about it. How close the Slayer came to staking me. Flat on my back like a bleeding turtle. Slayer must’ve got distracted or something. I had to slink away. Shaming. Halloween’s nothing but bad luck.
Don’t usually go out All Hallow’s Eve. Though it was a treat, walking around all vamped out, nobody turning a hair.
Thought the Slayer was mincemeat; her being under a helpless spell. Not really sporting, but I’m not one for convention. Dead is dead.
I spun a tale for Dru. She can tell when I’m lying, but likes a good story.