Crash and burn: the morning after
Jul. 23rd, 2004 10:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
saifaiWow. I was so tired yesterday. Many of you learned that when I'm over tired I get kinda loopy. *tries to hide*
Yeah.
So, get make up for it I'm playing the latest LJ game.
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txrabbit has this lovely icon that I wrote an odd little mini-ficlet for it.
ETA: I've done one for Miggy and for _Green_, and Kyrieanetoo.
“Spike, get up!” Xander smiles down into glittering blue eyes peering up at him. Spike shakes his head no and goes back to what he was working on.
Xander tries his hardest not to laugh, but it’s just not happening. He giggles, and tries to shove Spike away with his foot... His now trapped foot. Spike presses his advantage and finally manages to get the shoe off the foot.
Spike grins triumphantly up at Xander, knowing it’s only a matter of time now. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out the bottle he’d always carries with him to use in times of dire emergencies. Boredom.
He uncaps the lid from the bottle and gently pulls out the brush. He angles the foot in his hand and delicately brushes the black polish over Xander’s big toe. He glances up briefly as he orders him, “Now hold still pet, this will only take a minute.”
Xander sighs in defeat, knowing that he’ll just have to let Spike have his fun. Besides, it isn’t as if he can’t get him back later. With an evil little grin to himself, he relaxes against the wall behind him.
To quotetxrabbit, now that I have participated, I am going to ask that you guys go take a look at my icons, find your favorite and write a drabble based on it.
Yeah.
So, get make up for it I'm playing the latest LJ game.
txrabbit has this lovely icon that I wrote an odd little mini-ficlet for it. ETA: I've done one for Miggy and for _Green_, and Kyrieanetoo.
“Spike, get up!” Xander smiles down into glittering blue eyes peering up at him. Spike shakes his head no and goes back to what he was working on.
Xander tries his hardest not to laugh, but it’s just not happening. He giggles, and tries to shove Spike away with his foot... His now trapped foot. Spike presses his advantage and finally manages to get the shoe off the foot.
Spike grins triumphantly up at Xander, knowing it’s only a matter of time now. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out the bottle he’d always carries with him to use in times of dire emergencies. Boredom.
He uncaps the lid from the bottle and gently pulls out the brush. He angles the foot in his hand and delicately brushes the black polish over Xander’s big toe. He glances up briefly as he orders him, “Now hold still pet, this will only take a minute.”
Xander sighs in defeat, knowing that he’ll just have to let Spike have his fun. Besides, it isn’t as if he can’t get him back later. With an evil little grin to himself, he relaxes against the wall behind him.
To quote
txrabbit, now that I have participated, I am going to ask that you guys go take a look at my icons, find your favorite and write a drabble based on it.
