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Title: A Fluffy Change
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Author: Apache Firecat
Rating: G/K
Word Count: 300
Characters/Pairings: Spike/Buffy, OFC
Warnings: Slight AU
Summary: Spike certainly has changed.
"Look, Spike, I appreciate everything you've been doing, but I just -- "
Buffy's head snapped up as something went crashing down to the concrete floor of the Vampire's crypt. Spike shook his head, smiling despite the well-prepared speech his beloved had just been delivering to him, and walked over to pick up his newest roommate. Picking her up, he commented while scratching her favorite spot behind her ear, "Bridget's a supercilious puss, aren't you?"
As if in answer, the cat began to purr while swishing her long, fluffy tail and looking directly at Buffy from unblinking, staring eyes.
Buffy did blink. "Is that a cat?" she asked in disbelief.
"Four feet, tail, whiskers, purrs, doesn't bark. Yep, I'd say it's a cat."
"You actually rescued a cat from one of those horrible poker games of yours?"
"What can I say? Clem and the Nibblet're bad influences."
"They're good influences," she muttered, gawking in disbelief. She shook her head slowly. "Well, look, I'm sorry, but I've gotta run."
"Sure. If you change your mind about the movie -- "
"I'll find you," she said and all but raced away from his crypt. It was shocking to find Spike actually petting a kitty, but what was far more shocking was the simple fact that he had now moved to rescuing cats rather than wheeling, dealing, and drinking them was irrefutable proof that he really had changed. The Vampire she had just seen was not dangerous -- well, that wasn't exactly right, he'd always be dangerous, but when was the last time that he had fought against her rather than with her?
She chewed on her bottom lip, dusted Vampires, and kept walking all while still envisioning Spike holding that Persian so gently in his arms. He certainly had changed. Maybe a movie wouldn't be so bad.
The End
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Author: Apache Firecat
Rating: G/K
Word Count: 300
Characters/Pairings: Spike/Buffy, OFC
Warnings: Slight AU
Summary: Spike certainly has changed.
"Look, Spike, I appreciate everything you've been doing, but I just -- "
Buffy's head snapped up as something went crashing down to the concrete floor of the Vampire's crypt. Spike shook his head, smiling despite the well-prepared speech his beloved had just been delivering to him, and walked over to pick up his newest roommate. Picking her up, he commented while scratching her favorite spot behind her ear, "Bridget's a supercilious puss, aren't you?"
As if in answer, the cat began to purr while swishing her long, fluffy tail and looking directly at Buffy from unblinking, staring eyes.
Buffy did blink. "Is that a cat?" she asked in disbelief.
"Four feet, tail, whiskers, purrs, doesn't bark. Yep, I'd say it's a cat."
"You actually rescued a cat from one of those horrible poker games of yours?"
"What can I say? Clem and the Nibblet're bad influences."
"They're good influences," she muttered, gawking in disbelief. She shook her head slowly. "Well, look, I'm sorry, but I've gotta run."
"Sure. If you change your mind about the movie -- "
"I'll find you," she said and all but raced away from his crypt. It was shocking to find Spike actually petting a kitty, but what was far more shocking was the simple fact that he had now moved to rescuing cats rather than wheeling, dealing, and drinking them was irrefutable proof that he really had changed. The Vampire she had just seen was not dangerous -- well, that wasn't exactly right, he'd always be dangerous, but when was the last time that he had fought against her rather than with her?
She chewed on her bottom lip, dusted Vampires, and kept walking all while still envisioning Spike holding that Persian so gently in his arms. He certainly had changed. Maybe a movie wouldn't be so bad.
The End