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Bonding between relatives! prequal 3 to Mistress and her bitches "Sod off!" "Come on...Don't be such a wuss!" "No!" "Oh my God! You're scared, aren't you?" "Fuck *off*!" "Yes...yes, you are! How delicious, just imagine, William the Bloody...scared and with both knees knocking over a little bit of pain" "Fucking well SOD OFF Watcher!" "Come on Grandpa?" "I'm not your bloody Grandfather so stop calling me that" "Well, I hate to argue with you but I'm sure Catherine would disagree...OK then! Go away and stop wasting my time, I've got other customers to attend to" "What? Why? Where? I don't see anybody but you and me in this place but if you want me to go, I'll just fight my way through the hoards of people that are going to descend upon the place the instant I get up" "Wow...now I know where Jamieson gets his sour disposition from" "Shut up Fruity" "Fruity? Where does that one come in..No..no on second thoughts, I don't want to know" "Well, if you insist on recognising the fact that we are so unfortunately related, I'll just have to do the same....fruit of my loins" "Piss off!" "Ooohh...got little ol' Fruity arked up now have I? Careful, the wind might change and you'll be stuck with that look on ya mug forever" "OK, I can deal with the name...after all, I'm not pussy whipped unlike some people I know..." "Well then, colour me impressed! Didn't even think you knew what a pussy was....do you?" "You do know that Willow will whip you literally if you go home without this don't you?" "Ah, ah, ah! Don't avoid the question Fruityboy, who is obviously a fag, and I'm a vampire, so don't bother bringing up *my* living arrangements either...now spill!" "But Granddaddy....I'm sure talking to you about my sexual life is akin to incest?" "Don't call me that...and that's disgusting by the way, and if Willow gives me a whipping then...I'm all for it! Nothing like a bit of spice in the bedroom...After all, I can always get the Whelp or the Poof to lick me afterwards." "Oh God...why do I even bother trying to talk to you?" "Because I'm the only relative you've got on the same continent as you, that's why." "Willow's going to hold sex from you..Willow's going to hold sex from you..Willow's going to hold sex from you..." "Shutupshutupshutup!" "Are you going do it, or am I going to be the one who calls Willow and tells her that one of her lovers isn't that devoted after all?" "You wouldn't?" "Yes I would...are you going to take your shirt off?" "Arsehole...there! It's off...now, just..Just do it already!" "Stop being such a wuss...Xander had it done a few nights ago and Angel was last night...You can keep putting it off all you like but you know what Willow is like at the moment - She will pout at you, whine, scream and moan...then she will withhold sex from you. You'll end up getting dragged down here by both Angel and Xander...just think of the reward Willow will surely give you if you have this done voluntarily?" "Christ! Just shut up already and do iiIIIITTTTT....BLOODY HELLLLLLLllll!" "There, there. All done now...go on, cry if you want to. Everyone respects a man who is secure enough in themselves to cry." "SOD OFF!" "Hey! Have this and make sure you use it!" "Prick!" "Your more than welcome...and please, do come again." "Not bloody likely....I want you to be the brat's Godfather when it finally makes an appearance." "Really...oh my! I'm...wow..I mean yes..Yes!" "Good." Twirling his black duster with all the dramatics he could currently muster, the bleached blond slammed open the shop door and stepped out into the night, stammering ex-watcher shoved to the back of his mind. Collar of the blood red shirt turned up to protect the back of his neck from the chill of winter air, Spike stalked away from Whyndham's Piercing and Tattoo Emporium, one hand trying to soothe an abused right nipple. the end. |
