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anythingdrabbleTitle: The Final Connoisseur
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Characters/Pairings: Spike/Buffy, Fred
Word Count: 400
Rating: PG/K+
Summary: They should have left him dead, but as long as there's life, there's hope.
They should have just let him stay as dust, Spike thought, peering over Fred's shoulder at the latest on Buffy. He'd saved the bloody world! Given his Immortal life, given his chance with the Slayer, given his one chance at a true love to save a stinking world of what he'd once viewed only as walking Happy Meals! Now he was somewhere between life and limbo, not dead yet also not freed, and Buffy was already moving on...
She wasn't looking for him, didn't care what had become of him. Of course, she did think he was dead, but she certainly didn't seem to be grieving him. Although he knew his girl. She didn't grieve like normal people, and she was tearing a new chart across the old man, killing Demons by the scores. Spike smirked. Maybe she did miss him after all.
"Are you sure you don't want me to reach out -- " Fred started to ask in her trademark trembling, too sweet to be true voice.
"I'm bloody sure." Let her mourn, he thought, reading over the girl's shoulder. Let her miss him. Let her know what it meant to be without him. And maybe, just maybe, he'd be able to actually sweep her off her feet this time when he got this whole bloody mess straightened out.
Why would she look at you? the thought still crossed his mind. He'd saved the bloody world! He'd died doing it! He'd been there for so many times when Angel had not! He deserved a happy future!
"Just bring me back to life," he murmured, remembering how once he'd brought Buffy back to life. Getting her out of the dirt hadn't done the trick, but she'd come to him every night during that time, of her own free will. He smiled; she'd come again, once she knew he was actually alive again. He just had to get there.
Once he could stay solid, he could find her, surprise her one of these nights when she's taking her feelings out on some other creature of the night. He'd grab her, make her feel again... make her love him, as he'd come so bloody close to doing before. The girl had to finish baking sometime, and he was going to be the final connoisseur! He'd show her why she was meant to be with him, and keep her this time, always!
The End
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Characters/Pairings: Spike/Buffy, Fred
Word Count: 400
Rating: PG/K+
Summary: They should have left him dead, but as long as there's life, there's hope.
They should have just let him stay as dust, Spike thought, peering over Fred's shoulder at the latest on Buffy. He'd saved the bloody world! Given his Immortal life, given his chance with the Slayer, given his one chance at a true love to save a stinking world of what he'd once viewed only as walking Happy Meals! Now he was somewhere between life and limbo, not dead yet also not freed, and Buffy was already moving on...
She wasn't looking for him, didn't care what had become of him. Of course, she did think he was dead, but she certainly didn't seem to be grieving him. Although he knew his girl. She didn't grieve like normal people, and she was tearing a new chart across the old man, killing Demons by the scores. Spike smirked. Maybe she did miss him after all.
"Are you sure you don't want me to reach out -- " Fred started to ask in her trademark trembling, too sweet to be true voice.
"I'm bloody sure." Let her mourn, he thought, reading over the girl's shoulder. Let her miss him. Let her know what it meant to be without him. And maybe, just maybe, he'd be able to actually sweep her off her feet this time when he got this whole bloody mess straightened out.
Why would she look at you? the thought still crossed his mind. He'd saved the bloody world! He'd died doing it! He'd been there for so many times when Angel had not! He deserved a happy future!
"Just bring me back to life," he murmured, remembering how once he'd brought Buffy back to life. Getting her out of the dirt hadn't done the trick, but she'd come to him every night during that time, of her own free will. He smiled; she'd come again, once she knew he was actually alive again. He just had to get there.
Once he could stay solid, he could find her, surprise her one of these nights when she's taking her feelings out on some other creature of the night. He'd grab her, make her feel again... make her love him, as he'd come so bloody close to doing before. The girl had to finish baking sometime, and he was going to be the final connoisseur! He'd show her why she was meant to be with him, and keep her this time, always!
The End
