The thought of coffee made my stomach churn again and I looked up at Spike with a pained expression before shaking my head no. I felt like I was gonna throw up again and the whole world was spinning.
"Got to go home." I muttered, before putting my head down and heading down the alleyway back towards the hotel. At least I think the hotel was that way. It was hard to tell and my head hurt really bad. Okay. Note to self: when you sober up, Dawnie? Never drink again. And also you're an idiot.
I was still walking and I think Spike was behind me but I couldn't really tell and I badly wanted to just lay down on the pavement and take a nap. I was still walking when all of a sudden there was a hand on my arm and I looked up into the face of some pretty blonde.
"Huh? Wha? No. I mean, I dunno..." I slurred out, trying really hard to stay upright except that her hand on my elbow was the only thing that was holding me up. "No. I don't know where you are. You'll have to find someone else." Her hand was cold. Really cold. Vampire cold.
Had been following behind the staggering niblet for a few blocks. Wasn't sure what all to say, think she was embarassed about introducing me to her pal ralph back in the alley. She'd grown up since Sunnydale, not really that awkward thing that spent her time lusting after me and then Xander.
Froze in a shadow when I spotted the blonde Harmony knockoff approach her. Drunken niblet vs jerkoff barbie, I wasn't likeing Dawnie's chances much here. Snuck up behind blondie as she grabbed ahold of Dawn. Couldn't stifle the growl that rumbled its way out of me for that.
"Tell me kitten, does that line ever work for you?" She turned and her eyes grew wide. "Now get your paws off the girl 'fore I have to get ugly."
Oh geez, she was loaded, I could smell it off of her, coming in freakin' waves. Maybe this was a mistake, now she was going to taste all nasty. Wonderful. There went my snack. Before I had a chance to let go of her, I felt another vampire coming up behind me. Um, what the fuck? Rolling my eyes, I let go of the girl and tried to turn around, but his hold was kinda strong. "Paws are off of the girl, damn," I complained and shrugged away from ... Oh. It was him.
I remembered him because I was trying to get him to turn against Angel, but we see how wonderful that worked. "Before you have to get ugly? Too late for that blondie," I muttered and looked over at the girl who looked like she was about to throw up all over the place and by the way blondie smelled, well, it seems she already did it.
"I don't want her anyway, so buh-bye," I smiled and gave them both a wave before heading back to my car.
I looked up gratefully when Spike came up behind the girl and told her to get her cold hand off of me. Which was good because I was drunk and the vampire must know Spike or something because she just did what he told her to do. Which was good for her because Spike would so kick her ass.
She said she didn't want me and just as she was about to turn and head to her car I leaned forward and threw up all over her really expensive looking pants.
"Sorry," I muttered, still bending over, eyes watering and God I just wanted to die. I was never drinking again. Actually I didn't wanna die but I kind of did right now because everything hurt so bad and the whole world was spinning. I guess Spike was probably sorry he ever took me to that bar but it wasn't so bad since I just threw up on the evil vampire. Who I just apologized to.
Stood back and smirked as Dawn let loose another batch of vomit. Bit shocking just how much the niblet could puke up in one go. "Actually lamb, I think you ought to let us borrow the car." She'd looked like Alyx's little lackey, but the plate on the front was a dead giveaway. Wolfram and Hart's car. Well, mine and the niblets now. "Don't imagine Alyx would want you getting splotches and spots on the seats now would she?"
The daft bint had left the car running and seemed a bit shocked at the puke dripping off her pumps. "Think the girl might be coming down with something, good thing you didn't snack on her." Turned to Dawn and pointed at the passenger seat. "In the ride now pet, time's a wastin."
"Oh you little bitch!" I growled and looked down at my pants and my new fucking shoes. I shook my leg, trying to get it off but it was just ... "Gross," I muttered and then realized that the idiot was in my car! Before the girl had a chance to get inside, I grabbed her and held her toward me.
There was no way he was going to take off with my car and if he was? Then it was going to be without his chick because there was no way I was letting go of her.
Not until I got my car back anyway.
"So what is it ... is it Spike?" I asked, taking a guess at what his name was. He wasn't the important one, that was Angel and besides, Angel was really fucking hot. Too bad he was a vampire. "The car or her."
I was about to get into the passenger seat of the car when suddenly the creepy vampire lady that I puked on grabbed my arms and pulled me back towards her. My eyes widened as I looked back at Spike. Okay, this was bad and I didn't feel good. I think I'm gonna throw up again. Or at least that was what my stomach was telling me.
Great. I couldnt' stop getting sick because I couldn't hold my liquor and even though I knew Spike would pick me, if I was him? I'd pick the car. Leaning down again I threw up again this time hitting her shoes and the ground in front of her. She looked grossed out and quickly let go of my arms.
I staggered back a step and looked at Spike.
"I think I feel better now." I admitted as I opened the passenger side door and stepped inside.
Dawn sat down shotgun and closed the door quickly. Gunning the engine I tossed the car into reverse, knocking down barbie the vamp into the puddle o' puke.
"Feel better myself now." Switched gears and tore out onto the main road afore the inbred version of Harm thought to chase us down. Don't imagine Alyx will be cutting me any slack from now on. Then again, don't need the evil lawyer types knowin the slayers sis is back in town.
"Time to face your sis niblet." Time for her. Not me, I'd be dropping her off and then trashing this car as best I could.
I groaned when Spike told me it was time to go back to the hotel and face Buffy. Did I have to? Buffy was going to be so mad at me for going off with Spike and getting really really drunk. She was going to be so mad at me that it made that pit of dread in my stomach swell up again.
"Can't I just go back to your apartment? I can sleep on your couch!" I insisted indignantly because I think he knew as well as I did that Buffy was going to be sooooo mad at me. She was going to be mad at him too cause he was with me. So he should let me sleep on his couch for both of our sakes.
"Please?" Please or I'm going to puke all over this fancy looking car?
"Oh balls." Had put a few miles between ourselves and the cars former owner so I pulled over to the curb. Thought of her staining the seats a bit more was nice enough, just I didn't want to ride in the stench.
"S'pose your going to keep on with the cheese an crackers routine if I take you to the hotel aren't you pet?" Damn it all, besides that my flat was closer. "Fine, you can sleep it off and get cleaned up." Pulled out a pack of smokes and lit one. Had the feeling this car hadn't been smoked in nearly enough. Fact, I think I'll be leaving this car in the Wolfram and Hart parking garage on fire. Wouldn't want to give them a reason to come after me for grand theft auto.
Drove a few more blocks before stopping and parking up the street from my building. "Need to puke on the street or think you can make it to the toilet?"
"I think I can make it." I barely groaned out, clutching my tummy as I opened up the car door and staggered out onto the sidewalk. Why did drinking hurt so much? I think there was some lesson to be learned in all of this, I just wasn't sure what it was.
I followed Spike, his hand on my elbow but staying far enough away from me that I would probably miss if I yacked in his general direction. We walked into his building and down the stairs into the basement.
The minute I saw the couch I lazily kicked off my shoes and pulled off my shirt before flopping down on the couch and turning over with my eyes closed.
Closed the door behind the two of us as she went ahead, makin it to the couch on autopilot. By the time I'd managed to flip the deadbolt in the door she had her shoes and shirt laying in a heap on the floor and she was off in la la land on the couch.
"Sod." Hadn't she heard, no shirt, no shoes, no service? Not that she and I had serviced before. Or would be, not with her starting to drool. Passed out niblet, this was one of those tests of the soul wasn't it? "Bloody powers." Muttered in a whisper as I picked her up, moving her back to the bed. Unbuttoned her pants and slid them off those long legs of hers.
Decisions... bad, bad decisions.
Tucked her in under the covers, forcing myself not to linger. Nothing good would come of lingering. She'd be out for a while, and I had one last errand to run tonight.
"Got to go home." I muttered, before putting my head down and heading down the alleyway back towards the hotel. At least I think the hotel was that way. It was hard to tell and my head hurt really bad. Okay. Note to self: when you sober up, Dawnie? Never drink again. And also you're an idiot.
I was still walking and I think Spike was behind me but I couldn't really tell and I badly wanted to just lay down on the pavement and take a nap. I was still walking when all of a sudden there was a hand on my arm and I looked up into the face of some pretty blonde.
"Huh? Wha? No. I mean, I dunno..." I slurred out, trying really hard to stay upright except that her hand on my elbow was the only thing that was holding me up. "No. I don't know where you are. You'll have to find someone else." Her hand was cold. Really cold. Vampire cold.
Crap.
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Froze in a shadow when I spotted the blonde Harmony knockoff approach her. Drunken niblet vs jerkoff barbie, I wasn't likeing Dawnie's chances much here. Snuck up behind blondie as she grabbed ahold of Dawn. Couldn't stifle the growl that rumbled its way out of me for that.
"Tell me kitten, does that line ever work for you?" She turned and her eyes grew wide. "Now get your paws off the girl 'fore I have to get ugly."
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I remembered him because I was trying to get him to turn against Angel, but we see how wonderful that worked. "Before you have to get ugly? Too late for that blondie," I muttered and looked over at the girl who looked like she was about to throw up all over the place and by the way blondie smelled, well, it seems she already did it.
"I don't want her anyway, so buh-bye," I smiled and gave them both a wave before heading back to my car.
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She said she didn't want me and just as she was about to turn and head to her car I leaned forward and threw up all over her really expensive looking pants.
"Sorry," I muttered, still bending over, eyes watering and God I just wanted to die. I was never drinking again. Actually I didn't wanna die but I kind of did right now because everything hurt so bad and the whole world was spinning. I guess Spike was probably sorry he ever took me to that bar but it wasn't so bad since I just threw up on the evil vampire. Who I just apologized to.
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The daft bint had left the car running and seemed a bit shocked at the puke dripping off her pumps. "Think the girl might be coming down with something, good thing you didn't snack on her." Turned to Dawn and pointed at the passenger seat. "In the ride now pet, time's a wastin."
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There was no way he was going to take off with my car and if he was? Then it was going to be without his chick because there was no way I was letting go of her.
Not until I got my car back anyway.
"So what is it ... is it Spike?" I asked, taking a guess at what his name was. He wasn't the important one, that was Angel and besides, Angel was really fucking hot. Too bad he was a vampire. "The car or her."
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Great. I couldnt' stop getting sick because I couldn't hold my liquor and even though I knew Spike would pick me, if I was him? I'd pick the car. Leaning down again I threw up again this time hitting her shoes and the ground in front of her. She looked grossed out and quickly let go of my arms.
I staggered back a step and looked at Spike.
"I think I feel better now." I admitted as I opened the passenger side door and stepped inside.
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"Feel better myself now." Switched gears and tore out onto the main road afore the inbred version of Harm thought to chase us down. Don't imagine Alyx will be cutting me any slack from now on. Then again, don't need the evil lawyer types knowin the slayers sis is back in town.
"Time to face your sis niblet." Time for her. Not me, I'd be dropping her off and then trashing this car as best I could.
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"Can't I just go back to your apartment? I can sleep on your couch!" I insisted indignantly because I think he knew as well as I did that Buffy was going to be sooooo mad at me. She was going to be mad at him too cause he was with me. So he should let me sleep on his couch for both of our sakes.
"Please?" Please or I'm going to puke all over this fancy looking car?
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"S'pose your going to keep on with the cheese an crackers routine if I take you to the hotel aren't you pet?" Damn it all, besides that my flat was closer. "Fine, you can sleep it off and get cleaned up." Pulled out a pack of smokes and lit one. Had the feeling this car hadn't been smoked in nearly enough. Fact, I think I'll be leaving this car in the Wolfram and Hart parking garage on fire. Wouldn't want to give them a reason to come after me for grand theft auto.
Drove a few more blocks before stopping and parking up the street from my building. "Need to puke on the street or think you can make it to the toilet?"
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I followed Spike, his hand on my elbow but staying far enough away from me that I would probably miss if I yacked in his general direction. We walked into his building and down the stairs into the basement.
The minute I saw the couch I lazily kicked off my shoes and pulled off my shirt before flopping down on the couch and turning over with my eyes closed.
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"Sod." Hadn't she heard, no shirt, no shoes, no service? Not that she and I had serviced before. Or would be, not with her starting to drool. Passed out niblet, this was one of those tests of the soul wasn't it? "Bloody powers." Muttered in a whisper as I picked her up, moving her back to the bed. Unbuttoned her pants and slid them off those long legs of hers.
Decisions... bad, bad decisions.
Tucked her in under the covers, forcing myself not to linger. Nothing good would come of lingering. She'd be out for a while, and I had one last errand to run tonight.
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