Fic: Please Forgive Me So I Can Lose the Ears

[dragonyphoenix]

Title: Please Forgive Me So I Can Lose the Ears
Fandom: BtVS
Characters/Pairing: Buffy/Spike, Dawn, Willow
Rating: Either G or PG
Concrit: Please, in comments
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, not yet, but the will be once I've taken over the world. Bwah-ha-ha.
Summary: Buffy and Spike get some help making up.
Notes: Written as an offering at Advent Drabbles and for a prompt at Fag Ends (Spike/Buffy shorts): Christmas Elf

At the sound of bells, Dawn turned and, with a “shhhh”, put a finger over her mouth. Spike glanced down at the shoes she’d made him wear, bright red felt with toes that curled up to a point where tiny bells dangled down. Glaring back at her, he raised his hands in a ‘what do you want me to do?’ gesture.

Dawn raised her hand, palm outwards in a stop motion, and then tiptoed along the stone walls of the castle until she was at the main hallway. After carefully looking each way, she waved her hand in a circular motion, telling Spike to join her. Listening very carefully and hearing no heartbeats other than Dawn’s, he raced down the hall, around the corner, and into the conference room, jingling all the way.

Chasing after Spike, Dawn shut the door behind them and lit into him. “You were supposed to be quiet,” she whispered. “You’re going to ruin everything.”

“Don’t see how,” he said, not bothering to keep his voice down.

Dawn glanced around the room, checking for listeners, which was a waste of time since they were obviously alone. “We don’t want anyone to see you too soon.”

Spike glanced down at his outfit, a red short-sleeved shirt and red shorts, both heavy on the gold trim, and
opaque green tights. “Don’t want anyone to see me at all,” he replied.

Ignoring him, Dawn handed over a red felt hat, covered with dozens of small bells, but that wasn’t the worst part. It had felt ears, pointed ears, sewn on the sides. “No,” Spike said. “It was over the top even without the hat, but this…” As he shook the hat at her, it jingled pleasantly.

Grabbing the hat, Dawn placed it on his head. When Spike tried to take it off, she yanked at his wrist. “You’re the one who didn’t tell Buffy you were alive again.”

“Not fair,” he interrupted. “When we went looking for her, Andrew told us, I mean me, that she’d taken up with the Master.”

“Then it’s your fault for believing him. I mean, really, how obvious a lie was that?”

“He seemed all innocent and trustworthy,” Spike grumbled.

“I can’t believe my ears,” Dawn said. “Look, Christmas is Buffy’s favorite holiday. You want her forgiveness? Then you need to dress the part, let her know you’ll do anything for her.”

“I look like a bloody idiot. What am I supposed to be again?”

When Dawn told Spike he made a cute Christmas elf, he gave her a two fingered salute in response. “Oh, and here,” she said, picking up a tray of brownies from the table. “Give her these.”

“What’s in ‘em?” Dawn rolled her eyes. “I mean it. Giving Buffy anchovy brownies isn’t going to get me on her good side. Fruitcake brownies would be even worse.”

Dawn looked up in awe at the idea of fruitcake brownies. “I mean it, Dawn.”

With a wave of her hand, she dismissed his objections. “They’re just brownies.” At the look Spike gave her, she added, “Willow made them.”

Giving her a suspicious glare, Spike sniffed the brownies. “OK, then,” he said, having determined they weren’t some weird concoction of Dawn’s.

“Nice to know you trust me,” Dawn grumbled as the door opened.

“After you,” they heard Willow say.

Buffy walked into the room, took one look at Spike, and burst out laughing. Spike’s hopeful smile gave way to a wounded and lost look. As he bowed his head, the bells on his hat jingled. Tears started rolling down Buffy’s face as she fell back against the wall, too overwhelmed to hold herself up. Willow placed her hands over her mouth, obviously trying to hold back a laugh of her own.

Spike tossed the brownies onto the table with a loud clatter and started storming towards the door, jingling cheerily with each step, causing Buffy to laugh even harder. As Willow held out one hand, golden lights twinkled out from her fingers, blocking his exit. “Oh no you don’t, mister,” she said. “You and Buffy are going to work this out.”

As Spike tossed the hat to the ground, where it landed musically, Buffy, laughing too hard to speak, held out a hand, her lips forming the word “stop.” Spike pulled off the red shoes and tossed them onto the hat. He started working the golden buttons of his shirt, but then with a “sod it”, ripped the top off. By the time he’d removed his shorts, Spike was so busy grumbling that he didn’t notice Buffy wasn’t laughing.

“Stop,” Buffy shouted as Spike started yanking down his stockings.

Spike’s gaze dashed around the room, to each of the three women. “Now there’s a man who can wear a pair of green tights,” Willow whispered. Buffy’s jaw dropped open.

“See something you like?” he leered.

Taking three steps across the room, Willow, grabbing Dawn by the hand, started pulling her towards the exit.

“Come on. Leaving now.”

“But they’re just about to make up,” Dawn complained.

“Which would be why we’re leaving.”

Buffy slammed Spike against the wall, latching her lips onto his. “Take it easy, Slayer,” he murmured around her kisses. “Don’t want to bring the house down.”

Comments

[skargasm.livejournal.com]

Oooh not read Spuffy in a while but definitely liking the imagery - Spike can bring me brownies dressed like that any day!! ;0)

[dragonyphoenix.livejournal.com]

*thinks about Spike dressed only in green tights* Oh yeah!

[fangfaceandrea.livejournal.com]

ohhh Elf Spike is genius, and I can just see Buffy's look after that second "stop" ;)


very nice!!!

[dragonyphoenix.livejournal.com]

Oh good, I'm glad Buffy was described well enough because I wasn't sure about that!

I'm not sure where Elf Spike came from, but I love it. I figured that Dawn would be the only one who could get him into an elf costume!

[whichclothes.livejournal.com]

Spike in tights. Mmmm.

[dragonyphoenix.livejournal.com]

Mmmmm is right! And he has brownies although it seems like Buffy is ignoring them for the moment.

[readerjane]

Bells. Hee!
Fruitcake brownies. Ho!
Willow magic. Hah!
Spike in tights. Mmmmm.....

[dragonyphoenix.livejournal.com]

*laughs* Thanks.

[annabuffy.livejournal.com]

Very cute. Wish they would have resolved the Dawn/Spike issue in Season 7.

[dragonyphoenix.livejournal.com]

I don't tend to rewatch past season 4. Dawn is freaked by the bugs running Spike's steampunk-mobile in Season 8.

[hello-spikey.livejournal.com]

*dies*

Oh that was very very well done. And diabolical, really, of Dawn to make sure Spike would have a reason to shed his clothes.

A Spike clad only in green tights is a Spike about to be slayer-maulled! HEE!

Love this!! I'm def. more in the Christmas spirit now!

[dragonyphoenix.livejournal.com]

*laughs* I do write a very manipulative Dawn, manipulative in the best way, trying to fix everyone's life, but definitely being quite the bossy one.

And I'd totally maul Spike if I saw him in green tights. Actually, if I saw him at all he'd end up mauled!

In so enjoying writing the advent drabbles, even if they are significantly longer than drabbles!

[lynnalso.livejournal.com]

wow!

[dragonyphoenix.livejournal.com]

Thanks, glad you enjoyed.

[theladymerlin.livejournal.com]

Impressive, you managed to write something that was funny and sexy at the same time. :)

[dragonyphoenix.livejournal.com]

Thanks. I'm not sure why my stories have taken a funny turn, but I've sure been enjoying it.

[brutti-ma-buoni.livejournal.com]

Hee! So much festive hee!

[dragonyphoenix.livejournal.com]

*grins* Thanks!

[moscow-watcher.livejournal.com]

Heee! Spike totally deserves this little lesson for not telling Buffy that he's alive!
Lovely story, hon.

[dragonyphoenix.livejournal.com]

Thanks. To be fair, I thought Andrew was fairly plausible. He fooled me, which probably isn't that hard to do but even so...

[dragonyphoenix.livejournal.com]

You're welcome. Spike'll be in tights again tomorrow because apparently I can't get enough of that!

[louise39.livejournal.com]

Merry Christmas! Enjoyed this very much!

[dragonyphoenix.livejournal.com]

Thanks, I'm so glad you enjoyed it.

[snogged.livejournal.com]

Hee!
Loved the image of Spike in an elf costume and Willow's throw-away line about how well he wears tights.

It's the Spillow moments like those that can get me through most any Spuffy fic.

[dragonyphoenix.livejournal.com]

Willow's line was one of the impetuses (impetusi?) for this story. My friend Deb made that comment about Errol Flynn as Robin Hood.

[futterwackens.livejournal.com]

OMG that is so awesome.:) Yeah the pick is like your story. Thanx for sharing.:)

[dragonyphoenix.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for reminding me of this story. It was fun to reread.

[rbfvid.livejournal.com]

I always knew Dawn is a genius - tights, brownies... She would make a fortune as a matchmaker.

[dragonyphoenix.livejournal.com]

*laughs* That she would.

[double_dutchess]

That was so much fun. Christmas Elf Spike -- now that's a sight I would like to see! No wonder Buffy forgave him on the spot.

[dragonyphoenix.livejournal.com]

Thanks. I really did get a good visual going with that one. *huge grin*

[red-satin-doll.livejournal.com]

You wrote a Spuffy fic? And an adorable one at that!

Dawn looked up in awe at the idea of fruitcake brownies.

You mean she hadn't thought of it on her own already? Dawn, sweetie, you're slacking...

I love the little bits with Willow here, especially:

As Willow held out one hand, golden lights twinkled out from her fingers, blocking his exit. “Oh no you don’t, mister,” she said. “You and Buffy are going to work this out.”

and

“Which would be why we’re leaving.”

I love Dawn and Willow are both using their tendencies to meddle and control - as well as make peace - for the greater good

[dragonyphoenix.livejournal.com]

You wrote a Spuffy fic? And an adorable one at that! Quite a while back, but yes. Come to think of it, the Halloween before last I participated in SB Fag Ends spuffyathon so I've written a number of spuffy fics.

I love that Willow drags Dawn out the door. ;-)