Written for the nekid numbers Easter prompt over at
nekid_spike My nekid numbers are Anya, chick and library.
“’s fucking slander!” Spike shouted defensively, wiping a stack of books off the shelf and glaring at the assembled scoobies.
“Oh please”, Giles mumbled while he tensely massaged his temples, envisioning the unpredictable repercussions the evil deed would entail for the whole layer of existence.
Then again, parenthood was no piece of cake, either.
Stake raised threateningly, Buffy yelled “He left a claim of responsibility!”.
Stepping up to watch the crinkled piece of paper on the table in the middle of the library, Spike clasped Anya’s hand.
Nearly choked with emotion, she whispered “our baby”.