8990/Guess Who's Coming to Dinner

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Guess Who's Coming to Dinner
Date of Scene: 28 August 2019
Location: Buffy's Room, Apartment 214 (TBD)
Synopsis: Spike shows up unexpectedly for dinner. Awkwardness ensues.
Cast of Characters: Buffy Summers, Spike




Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers is getting ready for lunch and another long day as she tries to squeeze in the last few weeks of summer before classes begin again. The smell of chicken roasting in the oven wafts through the apartment while she tries not to cry from chopping onions. "Really wish I'd left these out but since I bought so many, might as well use em all.." she mutters, wondering if she can eat all of this. Maybe she should throw a back to school party or something..

Spike has posed:
There's a blanket moving toward Buffy's door with spectacular levels of British swearing and groans and moans. "Bugger it" Spike says sliding along and down the wall as Spike's got to Buffy's door and slumps against it, knocking with his head. That's not helping. "Hey, hey, Buffy?" Spike calls, hoping, hoping the door's open. Spike gets back to his feeet clinging to the blanket that's around him. He looks out of it under the blanket as Spike's pale...well...paler, even, a little green and, and....he's got tears in his eyes. Thanks, onionss.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers blinks as she hears shuffling, swearing and knocking outside her door, which can mean only one thing. She sighs and rolls her eyes, stepping across to open the door. "Spike? What the heck are you doing?."

Spike has posed:
Spike blinks under the blanket as he looks to Buffy. "Oh hey Buffy. Trying to deal with a run in with vampires earlier. Is it me or is the world spinning for you too and the room won't stay still?" he asks, then blinks owlishly. "You need any help with anything?" he adds, one hand on his forehead and the other keeping the blanket in place. "I think I need to just lay down till the world quits swimming" Spike says simply.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers smirks, looking amused, but offers one of the chairs did him to take. "Feel free, I'm just cooking lunch. Dunno if there's enough blood in chicken to satisfy a vampire though.." she arches a brow, eyeing him thoughtfully. "Sooo..Guess you?re becoming a major target for vampires too, huh? Maybe you need to work more on that charm of yours.." she winces from nearly cutting herself and decides that's enough onions for today, which she adds to the gravy before frying the whole thing in the stove top. "Hmm, wonder if I made too much..?"

Spike has posed:
Spike sits and watches Buffy. "You know, Willow and I were baking cookies. You missed out on it.Want me to save you some?" Spike adds and begins explaining his run in earlier. "I went to Central Park last night for a run. Ran into a few people and had five or six vampires go to chew on them. I helped them beat the vampires down and run them off. Problem is" Spike says dropping the blanket to show the bitten hair. "Yeah I got my hair bit, but I might have got carried away" Spike says, "Jammed my head through a vampire's jaw. I think I pretty much may have done some damage" Spike adds. "There's two of you Buffy. Which one's real?" he asks. Yep. Concussed Spike is asking goofy questions, really...

"I'll have some if you've got any left over. Yes please" Spike says looking over to Buffy as he sniffs the air. "Mmm, smells good"

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers arches a brow at him. "Wow, Seriously? You concussed yourself after a vamp tried to eat you?" she laughs, "Well aren't you a superhero now, you must be so proud of yourself.." yup, Buff can be cruel sometimes. "Do vamps even eat food? I mean sure, if you want.." she shrugs, pulling the chicken out of the oven, pouring gravy over it before placing it on the table along with curried rice and Caesar salad. "Alright, hope you enjoy it, I'm not a very experienced cook so hopefully it won?t give you food poisoning." she winks.

Spike has posed:
Spike raises an eyebrow at Buffy and smirks. "I'l;l be wearing a cape next thing you know" Spike retorts. "What you think about a cape with a fang and a stake on it then?" he asks digging into the food with a smile to Buffy then looked over at the food again, gravy dripping off of his cutlery. "Mmm, this is good food, you are a good cook" Spike says between bites. "Yeah, I concussed myself fighting off vampires. See, I was doing our job in New York City. I swear I need to get a stake or a crossbow or something, right?" he adds with a nod. Spike drags a fry through the gravy and chews on it quietly, as if deep in thought.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers smiles, sinking down into a chair opposite Spike, munching rather hungrily on her own meal. "Hey, it's not bad..I'm a retry good cook, if I say so myself." She grins, still eyeing Spike with amusement. "Suuure, I can so see you in spandex and a cape.." Actualky he'd probably look eerily sexy in spandex..Which makes her blush self consciously. "Well, there are stakes and other weapons at the magic box, I could probably lend you something.."

Spike has posed:
Spike laughs, "You're blushing again, you know that?" Spike adds. He's looking less green now he's eating though he does think of a duster made of Spandex, with a cape. Spike though isn't sure on that, but he could just wear the duster over it. Still, Spike nods.

"You are a fantastic cook, Buffy" Spike nods between bites as he's digging into his chicken.

"Thank you" Spike nods. "You got anything in mind I should get?" Spike adds. "Uh I mean, what can you talk me into?" he adds with a smile.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers frowns, taking a long sip of cold water to cool down her face. "What?. I'm not blushing, that's just ridiculous.." she laughs nervously, wishing she would quit having such silly thoughts. "Well, I probably have some spare stakes here actually, they're definitely the easiest to conceal, honestly..Lemme grab you one.." she darts off into her bedroom, reappearing a few minutes later with a carefully polished wooden stake. "Here, just don't accidentally stab yourself with it. Of course I sanded down the wood so you shouldn?t get any splinters or anything like that.)

Spike has posed:
Spike just grins and nods. "Stake. Check. Fists. Check. What else would you suggest?" Spike ads, twirling a fry as he gives Buffy a knowing look, the sort of look that says 'You were blushing but your secret is safe with me.

Shaking his head Spike grins. "But vampires love splinters. Think of it this way. Stake. Splinters" Spike says, doing certain....questionable hand motions to mime staking. Minus a stake, though he quits that after a few mimes, avoiding Buffy's gaze, though he coughs. "Ahem. Anyway"

And Buffy thought she was the awkward one. Nope.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers arches a brow. "Well aren't you a barrel of laughs?" she smirks, placing the offered stake on the table next to him. "This could come in handy, just don?t let them turn it against you, I don't want to have to clean up after you.."

Spike has posed:
"I try" Spike says with a grin, jabbing a fry into the plate like a stake. Spike winks to Buffy and smirks. "See, we make a good team, don't we?" he asks, and half closes his eyes, though he shuffles a little in his seat at the idea of Buffy in Spandex with a cape. Spike just smirks and focuses his gaze on the food, starting on the salad now as a distraction from his thoughts. Thoughts that he quite likes. Then again. Buffy is helping him out. They do make a good team. Spike and Buffy. Team. There's a lot of uses for teams.

Spike looks back to Buffy with a smile again with a smile. "I know how to use a stake, driv the pointy end into their heart. What about something to cut the vampire's head off?" Spike asks eyeing the cutlery knife.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers smirks, "You know it's funny. Someone once suggested I wear a costume, although I wouldn?t 'be caught dead wearing a Sailor Moon costume to fight vampires.." she chuckles, "I prefer casual dress thanks. More comfy, less tacky." she doesn?t like the look he's giving her their ugh. "Team, huh. I suppose you could say that, though I tend to do most of the work myself.." she half taunts as she niches on her salad. "So did you just come here to hide from the scary vampires in the middle of the day, or were you drawn by my cooking?"

Spike has posed:
Spike gives Buffy a raised eyebrow...followed by another one, then a chuckle. "You wouldn't....it's....no...justt. Just.....not your....no" Spike says, the idea of Buffy in that is horrifying. he's not put off his food, though and carries on eatingg. "I don't wear a costume. Billy idol stole my look" Spike shrugs and slides the stake closer, handle end first toward him. Looking over Spike just smiles. "I'm harmless., Buffy. "No I came here to help you out. I smelled your cooking from the elevator. I was hoping you'd make something for me" Spike jokes, "And no. All of the vampires are either dead or ran off. I..um....dealt with one. in a gross way" Spike admits with a sigh. "Least the world's quit moving. There's only one of you now" Spike adds

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers blinks slowly, "What are you thinking, just now? You'd better not be having any dirty thoughts!" she glares rather threateningly at him. "Heh, you came here for my cooking...Or for more attention perhaps?" she eyes him warily, "I was actualky planning on patrolling pretty early, it's not like there are other slayers out there to lend a hand after all, even if there's a vamp or two pretending to be super heroes."

Spike has posed:
Spike looks innocent. "No. I was just horrified by the idea of you in that Sailor Moon costume" he admits, looking worried. "Oh. Oh. Speaking of slayers. You're sitting down? Good. Faith is back around. She wants you to stay out of her way and sit on the sidelines and don't slay anything" Spike points out. "Though to be fair I turn up within 5 counties, she runs away. I'm apparently Faith repellent" Spike admits with a nod. "I'm not sure I'm up to patrolling after headbutting a vampire right now. But if you need my help, you know where to get a hold of me" he says, then gives her a serious look. "Not everything's about you and attention, Buffy. Just saying" Spike says gently. "Faith pissed me off by saying all I do is follow you around hoping for attention. I swear she thinks that we're dating or something? I'v a mind to talk with that one. If she doesn't try to get you to kill me first" Spike says carefully.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers blinks slowly at that name. "What...Faith? That Faith?..." she sighs, rubbing her eyes. "Oh...Great. Just s what I needed. What, did she escape jail again or what?" she laughs, "She has another thing coming if she thinks I'm just gonna sit quietly on the sidelines and...." Her eyes go wide, "Thinks we're dating? HAH!"

Spike has posed:
Apparently so. I met up with Willow and Brian at a burger joint. She was there. She ran off when I turned up. Willow's got Brian helping her with finding magic stuff. And yes. yes. She thinks we're dating." Spike sighs, as he fires a salvo of snark. "You could dress up like Drusilla or Harmony...yeah you can vault the table and punch me now if you want" Spike admits raising hands. "I take that last statement back. I was just trying to figure Faith's motives out...but yes, she wants you out the way so she can get the glory. She'll go after everyone, you know how loose cannon she is" Spike says sounding worried.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers blinks slowly. "Seriously? She thinks WE are dating?" she laughs. Quite loudly, "What on earth gave her that idea? Oh, and Brian was there, huh..." Buffy frowns, thinking quickly. Knowing Faith, she probably tried to hit on him. "Dammit!" her hands clench tightly around her cutlerly. "I need to find her and stop her before she blows something up! I can't believe she's in town again..." Well now Buffy's having a bad day..

Spike has posed:
Spike's no mind reader....but he watches Buffy. "Is now a good time to take my food back to the sub basement and grab a blanket. Or should I hit you on th ehead, carry you somewhere and keep you safe? The last one was a joke, Buffy" Spike says simply. He sets down his cutlery for a moment and shakes his head. "I don't know. First the puppy comment. Then she's got that stupid idea we're bloody dating. What the hell? I mean, okay, first off" Spike says counting on his fingers. "One. if we were, I wouldn't tell her. Two, It's none of her sodding business who you or I choose to date" Spike says, "Oh and three, what's the matter Faith, not getting any so you're a PMS avenging bitch?" he asks, he'll have to ask her that one face to face. Or, rather, at a safe distance. "Oh and she was being even more blatant than me. You think I'm blatant? Yeah, no. She was all but wanting to bone Brian on the table in a burger joint. She fled when I walked in. Hey, maybe I can pick up work as a bodyguard for Brian or Willow?" Spike muses with a sigh. "I just...I....don't get her. And her fanatical crusae to kill all vampires. You know....we gotta stop her. I'll herd her down an alley, then you hit her on the head till she's knocked out. It can't be that hard?" Spike jokes. Or at least the bit about herding Faith is a joke. Spike's genuinely, for real....not happy with Faith.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers eyes Spike a little warily as he rambles on a bit, trying to figure out if he's joking or damn serious. "Yeah, I mean, why on earth would I date YOU of all people?" she continues to laugh a little nervously, because the idea is frighteningly more realistic than she would care to admit. "Besides, I'm more interested in......." her eyes widen, "She was trying to.....? Dammit, Faith! Next time I see her, she's dead. How DARE she try and hit on him?" yeah, she's angry, wonder why?

Buffy does calm down, although the idea of Spike 'protecting' Brian from Faith is kinda funny. "Okaaay...Well, she IS a slayer afterall. And a rogue one at that. Just..Be careful around her, okay? She'll kill you if she has half the chance. Probably doesn't even know about your whole chip-in-the-head bit yet.."

Spike has posed:
Spike shrugs. "Hey. I was just saying, if. Key word, Buffy. If" he nods. Though he's wondering what if. My girlfriend the Slayer. That's both scary and just a little amusing, it's got a ring to it. Spike though watches her. "Just saying. I could make cardboard cut outs of me, get some sound boards, you know, like the kids have in their books....you know....drive Faith crazy. Wait. Crazier" Spike says, the last part a joke. The first bit....if he was /actually/ dating Buffy? Not so much joke. Mostly since like her, Spike's well aware how realistic that idea could be. Still though he shakes his head. "Brian can....mostly look after himself, though. I could just hire somebody as a body double?" he offers, being ridiculous to make a point, though he shakes his head, picking up his cutlery again. "I'm Faith repellent. I'm good for things other than, well, patrols, and crashing at your place Buffy" Spike points out looking amused, then impressed. Buffy's calm. Good. Spike may jst need to take the punches on this one to keep Buffy calm. It's funny, the Slayer and vampire sittting here over lunch. And both with a common enemy. Spike though has a glint in his eye. "Look at it this way, Faith will screw up and piss Brian off. She'll get her ass kicked over and over and....no she won't learn her lesson, but knowing Faith she'll probably get bored of Brian and move on in a few weeeks"

Yeah. Spike's being insanely optimistic....though he is sort of a little lost in thought. So. Slayer rumors are Buffy's dating Spike? Or Faith rumor. Spike's not sure what to do with that. he's got an idea that will get him staked and scattered across the city....

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers is eating more slowly than usual as she considers things. Mostly the idea of her dating Spike. Which makes her blush a little. While feeling repulsed at the same time. Because things between them are confusing. And let's not forget the Brian factor. "Well, I dunno, I mean..Sometimes he can be too polite for his own good. He's more likely to hang out with her just to be polite and be nice to her because he's a gentleman, than to punch her in the face. Besides.." she sighs, "I mean, it's not like we're exactly..Dating..Yet." but by Buffy's tone of voice, it sounds like she really wishes they were.

Spike has posed:
Spike catches onto Buffy's tone of voice. "Well" Spike says, looking to Buffy. "So he won't punch you and you can't work out your anger in fights and sparring matches?" Spike asks. Point for Spike. They'll throw punches to de-stress. nd...ahem....things that led on from that. Spike listens to Buffy, trying not to laugh. "Hey if you knew me when I was human, I'd be a gentleman, yes my lady Buffy may I seat you?" he asks miming pulling out a chair with a Prince Charles accent. Spike cracks up laughing. "Thankfully, I ain't like that any more. I'm just me" Spike says with a nod watching Buffy again, clinking cutlery as he was eating carefully. Looking over again, Spike raises an eyebrow. "Not dating, yet? What was that about?" he asks, looking a little flushed as well, imaggining dating Buffy. "I mean, well....I mean, we're not dating.....yet...but....yeah" Spike says fixing his eyes on the plate, as he then meets Buffy's gaze again.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers blinks slowly, totally flustered. "What? That's not what I mean. Of course he doesn't pull his punches when we're sparring. At least, I dont think he does. I dunno. Geez." dammit. "I mean, would you pull your punches if we sparred? I hope not, or else I'd have to stake you just for that!" she frowns as she ponders, poking at her meal. "I mean..Nothing! I mean, there's a..Thing there between us, but we haven't actually SAID anything about it, beyond flirting.." And why's she telling this to Spike, anyway? This is so awkward. "I mean..Maybe that sparring match, or the tour of his castle counted as a date, I dunno." she arches a brow at his last comment though. "what do you mean, yet? You're a vampire, remember? I dont...I don't date vampires." So there.

Spike has posed:
Spike tilts his head. "Would I pull my punches? No. Cause I know you can take a punch from me" Spike says. "Plus I enjoy fighting. You'd just have to..." he says. "Look after me and help me heal up" he mumbles. Damn chip. Still, Spike meets her gaze. "I wouldn't pul my punches, mostly since you wouldn't either" he adds and smiles. "You don't date vampires" Spike says with a laugh watching her, trying to think of a way to explain this. "Alright, fine. we've not done much...wait, wait, does you pinning me and straddling me count as flirting?" he asks with a narrowed eyes look, then he grins. "I'm not objecting to it. I mean,you were mad at me and you got me on the ground. You were keeping me out of the fight. Plus...the Bronze" Spike says. yeah, the accidntal kiss. Don't...don't mention that to Buffy if you wanna live, Spike...

Spike grins. "Oh no no I was going to say something but yu'll stake my ass while laughing at me" Spike shrugs, "Alright, fine, I was just repeating what you said. I don't date vampires. yet" Spike nods. "You r words, Slayer....so what's up with that? You don't date vampires yet? Hey, first time for everything" Spike says ently with a look over to Buffy again.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers smirks, "Ohhhhh, yess that's right. You CANT fight me, because of that stupid chip, that makes you as helpless as a little puppy." she's practically taunting him now. "As if I'd nurse you and give you a reason to get all cozy with me.." oh right, the 'accidental' kiss and the straddling thing. Buffy's face is bright red by now. "Um...Oh. Well...Those didn't count. Those were..Accidents!" yeah, accidents. Damn Spike! "Wha?? I meant..I don't date vampires. Period! Last time I dated one it ended in disaster. So no thanks. I prefer normal humans." she frowns, focusing on her food now, although she's pretty much lost her appetite with all this awkward talking.

Spike has posed:
Spike watches Buffy as she speaks and turns red. He stays quiet as she's serious and Spike nods. He's torn, he wants to go to her and comfort her, on the other hand if she's made her mind up....then....

Spike looks over the table again, "You're a good cook either way Buffy" Spike says as as he looks entle, he's still torn between staying put, or going to comfort Buffy.