Fic:The Longest Night
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fandomcornerTitle: The Longest Night
Author: Hils
Rating: G
Fandom: BtVS
Summary: Written for the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
writerconuk Winter Solstic Challenge
Thanks to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
gillo for the beta
December 21st had always been an eventful day for Spike. Minimum daylight meant maximum fun as far as he was concerned and the years he’d spent with Dru, Darla and Angelus had been a riot, literally. When it had just been him and Dru things had been a bit more subdued, but with no less bloodshed. Usually they’d find some village or another, start killing just after sunset and crawl off to bed at sunrise with their bellies full and their lust slaked.
Oh, how he wished things were still that simple.
“Come on!” Buffy cried impatiently, grabbing his arm and dragging him through the hustle and bustle of the Sunnydale streets. People knocked into him, not even seeing the glares he gave them. Glares that used to strike fear into the hearts of those who saw him. Now, not even a second glance. The low growls he rumbled in his throat were lost in the chitter-chatter of people trying to find last minute gifts for their loved ones.
Spike remembered fondly the time Dru had given him a wailing infant, still warm from its crib. Happy times.
He felt another tug on his arm as he was dragged into a clothes shop that looked identical to the last ten.
“Buffy, why am I here?” His voice was soft, tired and nothing like the one that usually came from William the Bloody.
Buffy shrugged. “Because shopping’s no fun on your own.”
Spike tried to reclaim what little dignity he had left. “And why aren’t you here with someone who gives a damn?”
Another shrug. “Because you’re the only one with nothing better to do.”
Spike sighed. “A stupid question I’m sure, but why are we doing this now? Christmas is only a few days away. Shouldn’t you have finished all this already?”
Buffy held up a sweater. “Because I’ve been busy fighting the forces of darkness. Do you think Willow would like this?”
Spike ground the ball of his hand into his forehead. This was worse than a chip-induced headache. “I don’t know.”
Buffy sighed. “You’re no help at all.”
Spike’s face almost brightened at that. “You’re right, I’m not. Totally bloody useless in fact. Does that mean I can go now?”
“No. Help me choose something for Xander instead. Maybe picking gifts for a guy is more your thing.”
Spike groaned. This truly was going to be the longest night. Ever.
Author: Hils
Rating: G
Fandom: BtVS
Summary: Written for the
writerconuk Winter Solstic ChallengeThanks to
gillo for the betaDecember 21st had always been an eventful day for Spike. Minimum daylight meant maximum fun as far as he was concerned and the years he’d spent with Dru, Darla and Angelus had been a riot, literally. When it had just been him and Dru things had been a bit more subdued, but with no less bloodshed. Usually they’d find some village or another, start killing just after sunset and crawl off to bed at sunrise with their bellies full and their lust slaked.
Oh, how he wished things were still that simple.
“Come on!” Buffy cried impatiently, grabbing his arm and dragging him through the hustle and bustle of the Sunnydale streets. People knocked into him, not even seeing the glares he gave them. Glares that used to strike fear into the hearts of those who saw him. Now, not even a second glance. The low growls he rumbled in his throat were lost in the chitter-chatter of people trying to find last minute gifts for their loved ones.
Spike remembered fondly the time Dru had given him a wailing infant, still warm from its crib. Happy times.
He felt another tug on his arm as he was dragged into a clothes shop that looked identical to the last ten.
“Buffy, why am I here?” His voice was soft, tired and nothing like the one that usually came from William the Bloody.
Buffy shrugged. “Because shopping’s no fun on your own.”
Spike tried to reclaim what little dignity he had left. “And why aren’t you here with someone who gives a damn?”
Another shrug. “Because you’re the only one with nothing better to do.”
Spike sighed. “A stupid question I’m sure, but why are we doing this now? Christmas is only a few days away. Shouldn’t you have finished all this already?”
Buffy held up a sweater. “Because I’ve been busy fighting the forces of darkness. Do you think Willow would like this?”
Spike ground the ball of his hand into his forehead. This was worse than a chip-induced headache. “I don’t know.”
Buffy sighed. “You’re no help at all.”
Spike’s face almost brightened at that. “You’re right, I’m not. Totally bloody useless in fact. Does that mean I can go now?”
“No. Help me choose something for Xander instead. Maybe picking gifts for a guy is more your thing.”
Spike groaned. This truly was going to be the longest night. Ever.
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Date: 2006-12-21 05:49 pm (UTC)~Nebula
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Date: 2006-12-21 06:41 pm (UTC)Well done!
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Date: 2006-12-21 10:35 pm (UTC)“Buffy, why am I here?” His voice was soft, tired and nothing like the one that usually came from William the Bloody.
Poor Spike. Worn out, worn down. Shoppping. *lauging*
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Date: 2006-12-22 10:01 am (UTC)I could so see this happening! Would love to have seen Spike's opinions on gifts for Xander! *grins*
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Date: 2006-12-25 06:54 pm (UTC)Fic:The Longest Night
Date: 2009-12-26 05:33 pm (UTC)Re: Fic:The Longest Night
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Date: 2010-12-21 10:12 am (UTC)Though Buffy has a point too. It must be hard to keep up with your seasonal obligations when you're "busy fighting the forces of darkness." I thought I had it bad with making a few (50) dozen cookies!
Great job!
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