Straight from the Heart(Spike) Part 16{re-written}

*bangs head into wall repeatedly* Quizilla clearly has something against this part: I KNOW for an absolute FACT that I categorized it as as a story, but it changed it to quiz and FUCKING CUT HALF OF IT! So I had to DELETE THE WHOLE THING AND WRITE IT AGAIN!!!! >:(

Created by AnonGirl88 on Tuesday, January 06, 2009

(&) Last time Charles commented about still having nightmares from the last time he called you a suck up, which made you smirk. He stretches, then heads for the door.
*Well, I'm going to see if I can find some fresh air.*
*Good luck.* you and Harold call jokingly as he leaves. After a moment, Harold turns to you.
*So, how'd it go last night?*
*Dusted five before they could graba meal.* you reply.
*Where any of them-*
*None of ours, all bad bad guys.* you assure him. He sighs in relief then grins.
*Well that's a relief. The plain ol' bad guys are more than enough.*
*Harold, I have a favor to ask you.* you say, all mirth gone as you take a dirty envelope out of your bag.
(%) Buffy gives Xander a worried look, signalling that the news isn't good. The sound of things breaking continues from the back room.
*Willow, talk to Xander and get him up to speed, I'm going to go try to get Spike to settle down.*
She hands the phone to Xander

(&)*Oh no, not this again!* he groans upon seeing it. *You try to pass that off on me every battle, then I just have to give it back to you when it's over. It's getting to be an annoying cycle.*
*Harold please, it's important that Stephen gets this.*
*Then give it to him yourself when we get home.*
*I have to leave tonight and save the world. If I don't make it-*
*You WILL make it.*
*-I have to know that he'll get my apology. We had that big fight before I left, I didn't apologise or even say goodbye. He's my Watcher, Harold. He's been training me for this ever since I was young, sometimes I feel closer to him than I do my own parents. You're the only one who knows who I am, so you're the only one I can trust to make sure he gets this. Please?* you implore, giving him your best puppy eyes.
*Oh alright.* he sighs and snatches the letter, stuffing it in his bag.

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