Does Manic Panic make AK-47s?

[fangyandgrr]

Spike was sweating and tired, but in a fairly good mood as he headed back toward his cave after several hours of working out. He'd just have himself a bit of a rest, a smoke, and then run up to the compound for a shower before dinner. Then maybe he'd take a bit of a walk, swing past Buffy's place on his way to see what Trance was up to

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[scoobys_heart]

Xander had been wandering, not sure what to do, but he couldn't hide his good mood. He was smiling and even attempted whistling a few times as he walked, hands in his pockets.

When he saw Spike up ahead of him looking at something intently. He moved up close to the ex-vamp so he could peer over his shoulder. "I think the island is trying to tell you your roots are showing. I didn't wanna say anything, but at least now when I call you the Bleached Wonder, I won't be doing it only for old times sakes." He grinned teasingly as he came around from behind to look into the box and the colors caught his eye. "Oh! Hey!" He pulled out one of the boxes, titled Hot Hot Pink, and held it out for Spike. "I think this is SO your color."

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Spike had been too interested in the bleach to notice there was anything else there; when Xander held up hot pink hair dye he rolled his eyes. What did he need that for? Especially pink. ...Not that he couldn't pull it off.

"Yeah, could use a touch-up, I'll admit," he agreed with a faint smirk, running his fingers through his hair. "Sweet of you to notice, though, Harris. It's the little things that show you care, you know?" He snatched the box from Xander's hand and turned it over, examining it. "Think this is more your colour," he murmured, looking up at Xander and dropping the pink dye back into the crate. "Then you could look like a giant walking candyfloss." He started counting up the boxes of bleach as he added under his breath, amused, "Might even get you a girl, if she's not too bright..."

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"I always care when I'm insulting you Bleach Breath." Xander said sweetly as he continued to look through the box, occasionally swiping a box of bleach to mess with Spike's counting.

"Oh yes, Hot Pink, so me. Nah I think I have more of a," He lifted out a box and read the name, "Electric Lizard. What do you think?" He held it up next to his hair and made a face.

He knew Spike had just insulted him even if he'd barely heard it. He had a sense for it. "What are that Capitan Peroxide?"

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Spike glanced up after a minute and rolled his eyes. "Put 'em back, Harris. They're mine."

He barely spared a glance as Xander suggested the green for himself, but it was all he could do to hide a smirk. Xnder liked the Electric Lizard, did he? That was worth remembering, perhaps. He wondered how Trance felt about harmless practical jokes.

"Nothin'. Go on about your business now, Scooby Snack."

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Xander rolled his eyes and dumped the box back into the crate. He'd just pick a box out at random, and if he'd known what Spike was thinking, after he was done being outraged, he'd be glad he hadn't picked up something like Purple Haze instead.

"Rokay Raggy." Xander said in a passable Scooby Doo impersonation. Then he gave Spike a 'come on' look. "Come on! What'd you say?"

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"Wasn't important, mate. Truly." He repacked his booty into the crate and set the lid atop it, eyeing it with a slight frown. It wasn't heavy, he was sure--but it was rather bulky for one person to carry. Bigger than it needed to be for hair dye, that was for sure. The island sure had a sense of humour.

"Make yourself useful and help me get this back to my cave?" he asked with a wry smile, expecting Xander to refuse. It was worth a shot, though.

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Eyeing him for a long moment, Xander ended up just shrugging. "Okay whatever." And it still freaked him out how he meant it. He was believing Spike...this was still very much too weird.

"I'm very useful thanks. And to prove so, I will help you take this back to your cave, as the nice person that I am." Then he shrugged. "In other words, I'm bored so why not." He bent down to help Spike lift the thing. "Did it have to be so big for such little boxes?"

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"Yeah. If someone needs demon bait, I know right where to send 'em every time," Spike teased, chuckling quietly. It was a bit of a low blow, but ear god, he'd never known anyone who seemed to attract demons like Xander. Even Anya--but he wasn't thinking about her.

"Seems so," he pointed out, shrugging slightly--it was impossible to shrug more than slightly with the bloody crate in his hands. "Bit of an overkill if you ask me, but who knows? Maybe it'll come in handy, some day." If he ever needed a large crate to--store things in.

Or maybe he'd just tear it apart with the crowbar and use it for firewood.

[scoobys_heart]

That just earned Spike a roll of the eyes. "Ha ha Capitan peroxide, wanna come up with something original? I don't think I've heard the one enough." Okay so slightly sore subject sure. How was it that he was the only male in the group and he ended being the damsel in distress? He was convinced the Powers At Be just liked to laugh at him.

"It was a popular means of delivery." Xander continued, shifting his hands slightly for a better grip. "I got one too but it was actually next to our hut so no moving involved. Though I gotta admit, my content was far superior. I have sugar and starchy goodness to last me a while."

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"Sorry, Harris. That'n'll never get old." Spike chuckled softly, continuing down the path.

"Speak for yourself. I'll keep what I've been given, thanks." He arched an eyebrow and pointed out cheerfully, "No dentists round here that I've heard of, so make sure you brush, hmm?"

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"Ha. Ha." Xander replied a bit annoyed, but not as much as before. This was nice and familiar, bickering with Spike.

"Yes Daddy Spike. I'll even make sure to wash behind my ears and eat my veggies and go to bed ontime." He said, hiking his voice up a tad in a nice childish whine. Then his voice returned to normal. "So what are you going to do with the colors? Open up a punk salon?"

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"...Last time someone called me 'daddy' the circumstances were very different," Spike mused, smirking at Xander. "And I dunno. Maybe someone round 'ere has some proper fags I c'n swap 'em for." Except the green. The green was spoken for, now. His smirk widened at the thought. Oh, he needed to talk to Trance. He hoped she liked a good practical joke. She seemed the type.

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Xander glared at him. "Ew. I really didn't need to know that. Ever." He raised an eyebrow to stave off any attempts to elaborate by the former vampire.

"And I would be very amused if you found someone for that trade. I swear, as many people smoke on this island, I wouldn't be surprised if the compound magically gets a cancer wing one day. How far is your cave anyway?" He shifted his hand holds again. It wasn't that it was heavy, just he couldn't get a good hold of it.

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"You asked for that one, mate," Spike retorted smugly, but he was merciful and didn't offer any more details.

"It's not much further. Ye gods, are you getting tired already? You sh'd get in better shape, Harris. How 'bout a bit of a spar, you and me?" God, that was an amusing thought.

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"I think I'd remember asking for being mentally scared, thank you very much. Ow...I think I'm going need to scrub my brain out with soap now. I can't...oh man..." He couldn't stop the flurry of mental images from hitting him. And now he remember why he had hated Spike.

"Ha ha." Xander said with a small grumble. "I'm not tired, this damn thing is just is just hard to hold onto. And you and I both know that the idea of me sparring is not of the good. Even I'd get a laugh out how bad it would be." He'd tried, back home, letting Buffy teach him a thing or too, but his natural clumsiness often just worked against him that all the Scoobies had deemed him hopeless.

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"Be grateful I didn't say more," Spike teased. And now he remembered why he liked mocking Xander.

"It'd amuse the hell out of me," Spike pointed out, nodding ahead of them as the entrance to the cave loomed ahead of them. "Here we are. Now you can stop your whinging."