Title: Officially In Love
Pairing: Spike/Xander of Buffy
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
Notes: More from baby!vamp!Xander and his Sire.
Sweets To the Sweet
Spike looked at the boxes, stacked neatly in the hall, each one clearly labelled 'Office Depot'. He could hear his childe giggling in the kitchen and closed his eyes. He wondered what he'd have to sort out this time.
"I can't believe you've done this! Using a dead demon's credit card is one thing, luv, but using it to buy five thousand lollipops? Come on, Xan! We're supposed to be vicious demons not diabetic coma victims!"
"But I bought you a thousand strawberry licorice Twizzlers…"
"Oh. Well then. That's more like it. You daft git."
Xander was having so much fun with the industrial strength staple gun that Spike was almost loath to interrupt him. He watched for a while as Xan arranged a still life tableau - hands attached to body parts with glee and steel 'U's. He never got tired of Xander's warped inventiveness.
"The cleaners'll be here in a minute or so, luv. We'd better get a move on, or they'll catch us. I've set the web cam up, so if you're ready I can turn it on. We can watch the fun and games from down the street on your new laptop."