Through the Eyes of a Child
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Chapter 5
[thoughts] because yahell won’t recognize italics
Spike was stretched out on the sofa dead to the world, literally. He knew that it was daytime outside and his body resisted waking up. His mind kept telling him he needed to wake up and check on Xander. The boy was too young to leave alone but his demon kept telling him “daytime-sleep-to much sunshine-sleep”. The decision was made when he heard the sound of a heartbeat coming closer to him.
“Mornin’ whelp.” Spike yawned loudly and forced his eyes open. He looked over at the boy resting his head next to his on the sofa. “Why so sad mate? You look like your puppy just died.”
“nope, no puppy, can’t have one. nothin’ to do spike, no toys, no my willow, no jesse.” Xander shrugged his shoulder and sighed deeply.
“Well how about TV then? You can watch cartoons while I fix you somethin’ to eat.”
“cartoons? really I can watch cartoons? oh but there’s no cartoons in the day spike, just morning time and saturday.”
“Oh ya’ think so huh?” Spike grabbed the remote turned the TV on and hit the numbers for the Cartoon Network feeling really glad his Xan-pet liked his cartoons enough to pay for them. “How’s that pet?”
“look spike look, it’s the space ghost. I really like space ghost he’s cool. I watch him at my willow’s house sometimes.” Spike left Xander in front of the TV while he fixed some brekkie for him.
“Here you go whelp. Here’s some more of those fruit loopy things and some hot chocolate. That ought to be good and nummy. If you’re still hungry I left some of those chocolate ringy ding things sprouts like on the table.” Spike left the boy eating in front of the TV and went to the kitchen to warm up something for him self. He brought his cup into the living room sitting down on the sofa and watched his boy eating slowly, mesmerized by the action on the TV. When he finished his cereal Xander looked up and noticed that Spike was watching him. He got up from the floor and snuggled up next to Spike on the sofa. His nose twitched as he caught the scent coming from the cup in Spike’s hand.
“watcha drinkin spike? it kinda smells like blood. are you drinking blood?” Spike’s brain was racing trying to figure out what to say. He should have known to be more careful. He knew his boy wasn’t stupid no matter what the other lot thought. “spike?”
“Yeah whelp?”
“are you a vampire?” If Spike had a beating heart, it would have stopped. His mind was racing [what in the hell do I tell him? How much should I try to tell him?].
“What makes you think I’m a vampire Xander?”
“weelll your drinking yucky blood and last night..well..ummm..i couldn’t see you.”
“What do you mean you couldn’t see me? I was right there with you.”
“in the bafroom, I couldn’t see you in the mirror. everybody knows you can’t see de-racula in the mirror and he drinks blood and he’s a vampire. Are you a vampire too?”
Oh hell, as his mum used to say ‘in for a penny, in for a pound’ “Yeah sprout, I’m a vampire but I’m a good vampire see, not like that flippin’ arse Dracula. He’s just a big poncy show off. I don’t hurt folks anymore and help the white hats.”
“you…you know DE-RACULA?”
“Well I just said that didn’t I? The bloke owes me money don’t he. Never did like the pouf though, puts on airs he does going all “look at me I’m the prince of darkness”. Xander fell back against the sofa giggling uncontrollably and kicking his legs about. When he finally quit laughing Xander went over to the table and ate the sugary snack cakes Spike had left out for him. He came back and settled down again in front of the TV. Spike yawned deeply and stretched out on the sofa. “OK sprout I’m gonna lay here and sleep a bit while you watch your cartoons.”
Xander sat quietly in front of the TV watching cartoons, every once and a while glancing over at the sleeping vamp reassuring himself that Spike was still there.
Two hours later Spike was shocked out of his nap when something hit him in the nose. He jerked upwards and a paper airplane fell off his face. From the mess in front of the sofa he surmised that Xander had gotten bored and had found some paper to make airplanes with.[Well at least the whelp had found somethin’ safe to do] He jerked his head around as he heard a bunch of what had to be elephants running down the hallway preceded by another airplane. The elephants turned out to be Xander chasing the airplane. When he got to where it had fallen he picked it up threw it up in the air and chased off after it. Spike watched the game for a while then caught the boy as he ran by again. “Here whelp don’t you think that’s enough?”
“ umm, nope.” And off he went down the hall, into the bedroom, back down the hall, over the back of the sofa, around the kitchen and back down the hall again and again throwing and then chasing after the paper airplane. Spike was getting worn out just watching. There has to be something wrong with Xander, even he knew this isn’t normal. Spike needed help with this but who should he call. Slayer doesn’t know much about kids neither did the watcher. Red, that’s who he needed. The witch would know what was wrong. He picked up the phone and hit the number that would connect him with the witches. When Willow picked up the phone Spike didn’t even give her a chance to speak.
“Need your help Red, there’s somethin’ wrong with Xan-pet. He’s racing all over the apartment, he won’t stop or even slow down and I can hear his heart going too fast. I need you to come fix it.” Spike wasn’t even trying to keep the panic out of his voice.
Willow tried to keep the laughter out of her voice, “You haven’t been giving Xander sugar or chocolate this morning have you Spike?”
“Didn’t give him any sugar just those fruit loopy cereal things and some hot chocolate for brekkie and well…”
“Out with it Spike? What else did you give him?”
“Nothin’ much just a coupla of those chocolate snack thingies the whelp likes.”
“How many snack thingies Spike?”
“Just 3…well maybe more like 5 or 6 but they’re little things. They couldn’t have caused this.”
Willow couldn’t hold it in any more and collapsed against the wall laughing. Tara came closer so she could hear what was going on even though she had a good idea from what she could hear of Willow’s side of the conversation. “Welcome to the world of SuperXander, Spike. Haven’t you ever seen him after too much sugar and chocolate? He gets hyper and does everything at warp speed. Nothing slows him down.”
“Well how do I fix it, Red? And quit your bleedin’ heehawing at me. I need help.” Spike was beginning to get annoyed at the witch.
“There’s nothing you can do to stop it Spike. He just has to wear down. I promise he will eventually, like tomorrow some time.” Willow was lost to her giggling again and the sound of Spike spluttering into the phone didn’t help. She hung up the phone saw the look on Tara's face and collapsed into giggles again. “Spike and..and Xander and Fruit Loops, hot chocolate and 5 or 6 Ding Dongs. Oh Goddess, I have to quit laughing my sides hurt.” Tara laid her head on Willow’s shoulder and totally lost control. She was laughing so hard she couldn’t catch her breath.
“Oh Goddess, oh Willow, oh..oh poor Spike. I..I didn’t think I would ever say something like that. Sweetie you think we should go to the rescue? Even Spike doesn’t deserve to be trapped in an apartment with a sugar speeding Xander.”
“Okay Super Wiccas to the rescue. Good thing Super Wiccas don’t have classes this afternoon. Think we should call Buffy and let her help?” Tara glanced up into Willow’s eyes with a look of horror.
“Umh..sweetie just think. Speeding sugar hyper Xander, upset vampire and Buffy? I don’t really think that would be a good idea do you?” The pair was still laughing as they went out the door to go rescue the poor upset vampire.
Spike was stretched out on the sofa dead to the world, literally. He knew that it was daytime outside and his body resisted waking up. His mind kept telling him he needed to wake up and check on Xander. The boy was too young to leave alone but his demon kept telling him “daytime-sleep-to much sunshine-sleep”. The decision was made when he heard the sound of a heartbeat coming closer to him.
“Mornin’ whelp.” Spike yawned loudly and forced his eyes open. He looked over at the boy resting his head next to his on the sofa. “Why so sad mate? You look like your puppy just died.”
“nope, no puppy, can’t have one. nothin’ to do spike, no toys, no my willow, no jesse.” Xander shrugged his shoulder and sighed deeply.
“Well how about TV then? You can watch cartoons while I fix you somethin’ to eat.”
“cartoons? really I can watch cartoons? oh but there’s no cartoons in the day spike, just morning time and saturday.”
“Oh ya’ think so huh?” Spike grabbed the remote turned the TV on and hit the numbers for the Cartoon Network feeling really glad his Xan-pet liked his cartoons enough to pay for them. “How’s that pet?”
“look spike look, it’s the space ghost. I really like space ghost he’s cool. I watch him at my willow’s house sometimes.” Spike left Xander in front of the TV while he fixed some brekkie for him.
“Here you go whelp. Here’s some more of those fruit loopy things and some hot chocolate. That ought to be good and nummy. If you’re still hungry I left some of those chocolate ringy ding things sprouts like on the table.” Spike left the boy eating in front of the TV and went to the kitchen to warm up something for him self. He brought his cup into the living room sitting down on the sofa and watched his boy eating slowly, mesmerized by the action on the TV. When he finished his cereal Xander looked up and noticed that Spike was watching him. He got up from the floor and snuggled up next to Spike on the sofa. His nose twitched as he caught the scent coming from the cup in Spike’s hand.
“watcha drinkin spike? it kinda smells like blood. are you drinking blood?” Spike’s brain was racing trying to figure out what to say. He should have known to be more careful. He knew his boy wasn’t stupid no matter what the other lot thought. “spike?”
“Yeah whelp?”
“are you a vampire?” If Spike had a beating heart, it would have stopped. His mind was racing [what in the hell do I tell him? How much should I try to tell him?].
“What makes you think I’m a vampire Xander?”
“weelll your drinking yucky blood and last night..well..ummm..i couldn’t see you.”
“What do you mean you couldn’t see me? I was right there with you.”
“in the bafroom, I couldn’t see you in the mirror. everybody knows you can’t see de-racula in the mirror and he drinks blood and he’s a vampire. Are you a vampire too?”
Oh hell, as his mum used to say ‘in for a penny, in for a pound’ “Yeah sprout, I’m a vampire but I’m a good vampire see, not like that flippin’ arse Dracula. He’s just a big poncy show off. I don’t hurt folks anymore and help the white hats.”
“you…you know DE-RACULA?”
“Well I just said that didn’t I? The bloke owes me money don’t he. Never did like the pouf though, puts on airs he does going all “look at me I’m the prince of darkness”. Xander fell back against the sofa giggling uncontrollably and kicking his legs about. When he finally quit laughing Xander went over to the table and ate the sugary snack cakes Spike had left out for him. He came back and settled down again in front of the TV. Spike yawned deeply and stretched out on the sofa. “OK sprout I’m gonna lay here and sleep a bit while you watch your cartoons.”
Xander sat quietly in front of the TV watching cartoons, every once and a while glancing over at the sleeping vamp reassuring himself that Spike was still there.
Two hours later Spike was shocked out of his nap when something hit him in the nose. He jerked upwards and a paper airplane fell off his face. From the mess in front of the sofa he surmised that Xander had gotten bored and had found some paper to make airplanes with.[Well at least the whelp had found somethin’ safe to do] He jerked his head around as he heard a bunch of what had to be elephants running down the hallway preceded by another airplane. The elephants turned out to be Xander chasing the airplane. When he got to where it had fallen he picked it up threw it up in the air and chased off after it. Spike watched the game for a while then caught the boy as he ran by again. “Here whelp don’t you think that’s enough?”
“ umm, nope.” And off he went down the hall, into the bedroom, back down the hall, over the back of the sofa, around the kitchen and back down the hall again and again throwing and then chasing after the paper airplane. Spike was getting worn out just watching. There has to be something wrong with Xander, even he knew this isn’t normal. Spike needed help with this but who should he call. Slayer doesn’t know much about kids neither did the watcher. Red, that’s who he needed. The witch would know what was wrong. He picked up the phone and hit the number that would connect him with the witches. When Willow picked up the phone Spike didn’t even give her a chance to speak.
“Need your help Red, there’s somethin’ wrong with Xan-pet. He’s racing all over the apartment, he won’t stop or even slow down and I can hear his heart going too fast. I need you to come fix it.” Spike wasn’t even trying to keep the panic out of his voice.
Willow tried to keep the laughter out of her voice, “You haven’t been giving Xander sugar or chocolate this morning have you Spike?”
“Didn’t give him any sugar just those fruit loopy cereal things and some hot chocolate for brekkie and well…”
“Out with it Spike? What else did you give him?”
“Nothin’ much just a coupla of those chocolate snack thingies the whelp likes.”
“How many snack thingies Spike?”
“Just 3…well maybe more like 5 or 6 but they’re little things. They couldn’t have caused this.”
Willow couldn’t hold it in any more and collapsed against the wall laughing. Tara came closer so she could hear what was going on even though she had a good idea from what she could hear of Willow’s side of the conversation. “Welcome to the world of SuperXander, Spike. Haven’t you ever seen him after too much sugar and chocolate? He gets hyper and does everything at warp speed. Nothing slows him down.”
“Well how do I fix it, Red? And quit your bleedin’ heehawing at me. I need help.” Spike was beginning to get annoyed at the witch.
“There’s nothing you can do to stop it Spike. He just has to wear down. I promise he will eventually, like tomorrow some time.” Willow was lost to her giggling again and the sound of Spike spluttering into the phone didn’t help. She hung up the phone saw the look on Tara's face and collapsed into giggles again. “Spike and..and Xander and Fruit Loops, hot chocolate and 5 or 6 Ding Dongs. Oh Goddess, I have to quit laughing my sides hurt.” Tara laid her head on Willow’s shoulder and totally lost control. She was laughing so hard she couldn’t catch her breath.
“Oh Goddess, oh Willow, oh..oh poor Spike. I..I didn’t think I would ever say something like that. Sweetie you think we should go to the rescue? Even Spike doesn’t deserve to be trapped in an apartment with a sugar speeding Xander.”
“Okay Super Wiccas to the rescue. Good thing Super Wiccas don’t have classes this afternoon. Think we should call Buffy and let her help?” Tara glanced up into Willow’s eyes with a look of horror.
“Umh..sweetie just think. Speeding sugar hyper Xander, upset vampire and Buffy? I don’t really think that would be a good idea do you?” The pair was still laughing as they went out the door to go rescue the poor upset vampire.