Evil!

by
Spike_1790



Dawn sat cross legged on the floor in front of the television. She couldn't be more interested in the Days of our Lives rerun (she rolls her eyes) but there are pressing questions that needs answering. And Xander is the one to give those answers. There was something going on between the blonde and the brunette. So she'd finally managed to get Xander alone in his apartment, ready to be interrogated... not that he knew that.

Why do you put up with Spike?” she asks.

Xander gives her a look. His eyes glaze over slightly. When he speaks, it's in this dreamy tone that Buffy sometimes uses when describing designer shoes. “He's wild, untameable, like a big jungle cat that slinks away into the night when you try to get closer. He leaves you feeling like you're stranded in a sea of want and need, and the water keeps on rising and if you don't give in to him, you'll die, but if you do give in, he'll kill you anyway. He kisses like he'd devouring you. Like he can never get enough, can't get close enough until he's inside you or you're inside him. I put up with him because being without him would hurt too much. And because I'm too selfish to let him go.”

Dawn stared at Xander like he'd grown another head. “I meant, why do you put up with him drinking your beer and leaving wet towels on the floor.” She grinned at him “I guess now I know.”

Xander flushed bright red. “I thought he'd told you... Dawnie,” he said, grabbing her by the shoulders, suddenly uncharacteristically serious, “you can't tell the others. Especially not Buffy and Willow.”

Dawn's grin turned evil. It was a scarier sight than any of the hundreds of demons Xander had ever seen. “That kinda secret takes a lot of effort to keep.”

Xander sighed. “How much are we talking?” he asked, reaching for his wallet. Damn Spike, teaching Dawn how to be evil.

“I don't want money,” she replied. “I want you and Spike to be my dates for Prom.”

Xander groaned. No secret was worth facing that many teenage girls. Or seeing that many teenage girls drool over Spike. He was trying to find a way out of the hole he'd dug himself into when he heard the sound of a key in the lock.

The door swung open and Spike stepped in. Xander glared at him. “You are in so much trouble,” Xander told him.

Spike just grinned. “What did I do?” he asked, in his very best 'I'm completely innocent' voice. It wasn't convincing.

Xander pointed at the place Dawn was sitting, watching the two men with an evil gleam in her eye. “You taught Dawn to be evil!”

“Yes. Yes I did.” Spike said, kissing Xander firmly on the lips.

The End