Sorry to disappoint you Anthony, but the whole point
of Chanukmas and the
story is to remain lighthearted and fun. Getting
away from action. Spike
falling in love? Can't really see how....but
maybe....
Later
Pat
"I have misplaced my pants." (Homer J. Simpson)
"You know what the secret of life is?"
"Your finger?"
"One thing. Just one thing."
"That's great, but what's the one thing?"
"That's what you gotta figure out."
(Jack Palance, Billy Crystal, City Slickers)
"I heard your heartbeat." (Buffy Summers, to Angel,
ANGEL)
----- Original Message -----
From: Anthony Misa <akiraajl@xxxxxxxxx>
To: <buffyloveswillow@xxxxxxxxxxx>
Sent: Thursday, January 27, 2000 10:56 AM
Subject: Re: [buffyloveswillow] FIC: Chanukmas II:
Part One
> From: Anthony Misa <akiraajl@xxxxxxxxx>
>
> Interesting to see they're spending their holiday
> somewhere else!!! Know this suppose to be a
festive
> vication, but want action!!! Here's an idea, Spice
> meets someone he falls in love with!!!
>
> --- Pat Kelly <bandits@xxxxxxxxx> wrote:
> > From: "Pat Kelly" <bandits@xxxxxxxxx>
> >
> > Part one below. Enjoy.
> >
> > (PART ONE)
> >
> >
> >
> >
> > Willow entered Angel Investigations, a little
> > anxious. She was never good at keeping secrets,
or
> > surprises, which was basically a good secret.
Most
> > of the time. Right now, Buffy was back home on
> > patrol. It was going to be a long sweep, so it
gave
> > her plenty of time to get away. Plus, Giles had
gone
> > with her, so he'd keep her busy.
> >
> > Spike had driven her here, and said he'd back to
> > pick her up. He had heard about a bar that
demons
> > liked to frequent on the outskirts of the city,
and
> > decided he wanted to go pick a fight. She had to
> > shake her head. It wasn't just his demon
talking; it
> > was also his maleness. She just hoped he didn't
get
> > himself dusted.
> >
> > She walked into the front room, where Cordelia
was
> > sitting at her desk. The brunette looked up and
> > smiled.
> >
> > "Hey, Willow. What's up?"
> >
> > "You know.the thing." The redhead said
> > conspiratorially. Even though she had no need
to.
> >
> > "You mean the tickets?" Willow nodded looking
around
> > nervously. "Relax. Breathe. She isn't going to
know.
> > You afraid she's gonna pop out or something?"
> >
> > "Well.you never know."
> >
> > "He and Xander are fighting.well some ugly thing
> > across town. Angel booked the flight, so I don't
> > know. Hopefully he got a time where the sun
won't
> > burn him to a crisp."
> >
> > "Yeah. That would be bad."
> >
> > "And Spike too. Did you tell him where we were
> > going?"
> >
> > "No. Can you see him coming along willingly if I
> > did?"
> >
> > "Then how are you getting him to go?"
> >
> > "He wants to get, and I quote, 'as far out of
> > sodding Sunnyhell as possible'. And I said we
were.
> > It's the truth."
> >
> > "It is the truth. No denying that." Cordelia had
to
> > grin. The look on Spike's face would be
priceless.
> > "So you're really going to -"
> >
> > She cut herself off as they both heard the
elevator
> > come up. Exiting it came Angel and Xander, both
a
> > little worse for the wear. Xander more so then
> > Angel, though. They were both covered in a
> > translucent gel, and their clothes torn. Mostly
> > around the back area.
> >
> > "What happened?" Cordelia asked, running to
Xander's
> > side.
> >
> > "Got a little swallowed. It's his fault."
> >
> > "You let him get swallowed?"
> >
> > "I didn't let him get swallowed. I told him to
> > 'follow' behind me, but he must have not heard
very
> > well, because he charged up to the demon, it
picked
> > him up, and then."
> >
> > "Maybe. But who ruptured its intestinally
insides
> > causing it to regurgitate -"
> >
> > "Don't need to hear anymore." Willow said,
feeling
> > sick suddenly.
> >
> > "Well, the point is, we won. And I want a
bonus."
> >
> > "You can do this later, right? Cause I need to
talk
> > to Angel."
> >
> > Cordelia started directing Xander toward the
door.
> >
> > "Let's go home and get you clean."
> >
> > "I like the sound of that." He grinned.
> >
> > "Don't you have any shame at all?"
> >
> > "I can be a-shamed, if that's what you mean."
They
> > started to leave. "And have you noticed stuff
flying
> > around the apartment? Like you have a ghost in
there
> > or something."
> >
> > "Ghost? Please. I think you spent a little too
much
> > time inside that demon."
> >
> > ***
> >
> >
> > Willow waited patiently on Angel's sofa while he
was
> > in the shower. His living 'space', it really
wasn't
> > big enough to call an apartment, was really kind
of
> > quaint. Kitchen, priceless paintings, artifacts,
and
> > the axes hanging on the walls just added that
little
> > extra touch.
> >
> > She remembered when he gave Joyce his copy of A
> > Christmas Carol that was signed by Charles
Dickens,
> > and he said it was just another book to him.
Looking
> > around at his collection, she realized, it
really
> > was just another book. He finally came in and
sat