by Red WolfAndrew made a strangled noise and dashed for the bathroom.
"Leave him alone." Rachel didn't bother looking up from her work.
"I'm nowhere near Andrew." Spike was draped over a Barcelona chair that he'd dragged through from reception.
Dawn bounced a ball of paper off his head. "Quit with the..." She made undulating moves with her hand. "You've seen him turn three shades of green already. I'd like to get his translation done without you torturing him for entertainment."
Rachel interrupted. "What's Hypthic for ceremony?"
"Ruth'kil." Spike caught the photocopied pages she tossed him.
"Congratulations, you're a translator. Translate that."
Jossverse Drabbles — challenge #133: the ocean
Published Babble Horde — 10.10.2005
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andrew wells | dawn summers | fan fiction | fiction | london | rachel evans | spike
Hee! Love it when Spike gets a touch of his own snarky medicine! And, yay for a Spawn moment! — via LiveJournal
— posted by Jessica at 15.01.2006 22:45 AEST | 
The girls seem to be fine with the admin side of running the business, but bored vampire wrangling is starting to be a quite the finely honed skill too today — via LiveJournal
— posted by Red Wolf at 15.01.2006 22:45 AEST |
I'm starting to feel sorry for him, at this rate. :) — via LiveJournal
— posted by IrishVampire13 at 15.01.2006 22:46 AEST |
He didn't have to look up. He could have just ignored Spike — via LiveJournal
— posted by Red Wolf at 15.01.2006 22:46 AEST |
I'm suddenly quite glad that I don't know what Spike was doing — via LiveJournal
— posted by IrishVampire13 at 15.01.2006 22:47 AEST |
Dealing with men is like running a pre-school at times — via LiveJournal
— posted by Red Wolf at 15.01.2006 22:49 AEST |
Hmmf, boys. It's like dealing with kindergarten children, isn't it? Poor Rachel. I think she needs a hug for dealing so deftly with Spike's immaturity.
And possibly a foot massage. :P — via LiveJournal — posted by Moonbeam at 15.01.2006 22:50 AEST |
And possibly a foot massage. :P — via LiveJournal — posted by Moonbeam at 15.01.2006 22:50 AEST |
You've just drifted off into that happy place of Declán fondling again, haven't you? — via LiveJournal
— posted by Red Wolf at 15.01.2006 22:51 AEST |
I dont know the verse's but I loved the drabble — via LiveJournal
— posted by woman_of_ at 15.01.2006 22:52 AEST |
The verses are mine. Nice to hear you enjoyed it — via LiveJournal
— posted by Red Wolf at 15.01.2006 22:52 AEST |
Spike is a bad, bad man with all that sexy undulating. Poor Andrew! — via LiveJournal
— posted by sottovoce10 at 15.01.2006 22:53 AEST |
I shouldn't laugh at Andrew's misfortune — but suffering in an amusing way is part of his charm. :-) Nicely done! — via LiveJournal
— posted by rayne_y_daze at 15.01.2006 22:55 AEST |
Still more evidence that in his own way Spike will never change, and that Dawn remains the best person to handle him — via fanfiction.net
— posted by Mark at 16.01.2006 10:46 AEST |
Weirdly, I got an email notice of your post long before it decided to appear on the site. LJ appears to be playing silly buggers today — via LiveJournal — posted by Red Wolf at 15.01.2006 22:44 AEST |