by Red Wolf
Stooping to pick a damaged metal object from the mess, Spike noted that it smelled of blood. "This wouldn't have anything to do with a phone call that consisted of a shriek, a thump and a dismissal would it?"
Dawn explained that Rachel has been excited over managing to assemble their new flat pack bookcase with the cryptic instructions. She'd just finished when they were attacked by a rampaging Hefrelth demon and Rachel had swung around, accidentally decapitated their assailant with a spirit level.
Spike laughed in admiration. "Remind me to stay away from that girl when she's wielding tools."
Jossverse Drabbles — challenge #177: soul/spirit
Published Babble Horde — 14.08.2006
Published Jossverse Drabbles — 14.08.2006
Published Forever Fandom — 22.11.2006
Published fanfiction.net — 22.11.2006
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