Title: Feathers (Everybody's Bitch)
Genre: Humour
Pairings: Slight Spangel
Warnings: Little cursing, little innuendo, making fun of Angel (cause I love him so much)
Author's Notes: This is my attempt at humour inspired after watching First Impressions and The Girl in Question I'm sure I'm not the only one who was inspired by those episode. Poor poor Angel (wicked grin) I wanted to call it just 'Everybody's Bitch' but titles have to be G-rated so...
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Angel's life, as most were aware was complicated. A two-hundred forty plus vampire who was slapped with a soul and made to seek redemption for his many sins. Now, after destroying world peace for the betterment of humanity he ran an evil law firm in down town Los Angeles, with no actual experience in law per say. Unless of course one was to count his numerous visits to Wolfram & Hart when it actually was run by evil. To only complicate matters, he once used to be the biggest baddest, badass to walk the planet, the renowned Scourge of Europe feared by man and beast and not taking any crap from anyone. But alas, that all ultimately came to an end. As most good things do.
"For God's sake Peaches." Spike rolled his eyes, "Are we going to go through this every damn time!? The watcher loaned us his bike to actually go somewhere. Not stare at it and look like doofuses."
Angel tightened fists at his side, "Why am I always on the back." He asked through tightly clenched teeth, "And did you just say doofus?"
Spike looked away, "I was in Sunnyhell too long." He quickly defended, "Now get on the soddin' bike or I'm gonna leave you here!" Grumbling to himself, the vampire climbed on behind his childe, holding him tight around the waist as the blond vampire sped down the street.
It wasn't the first time this occasion had arose. A couple years back he had to climb on behind Wesley wearing a pink helmet! Then a couple weeks ago in Rome he had to climb on behind Spike on a mo-ped. What ever happened to the much affeered Scourge of Europe you ask? Why if you figure it out Angel would be extremely pleased if he was informed.
He scowled darkly to himself to the hoots and whistles that followed them down then road. It just so happens there was a Biker convention in town at the very moment Angel was subjected to this travesty. He shifted on the bike slightly causing Spike to speed up ever so slightly in surprise.
"Watch it Peaches. Keep that up and something else will follow." Spike said over the wind. Angel choked and had to hold on tighter as Spike took a particularly sharp turn. Stupid maniac childe and his stupid manic driving.
They at last came to rest in front of a flashy club with flashier people. Angel gawked silently, and stepped off the bike averting his gaze as one man winked flirtatiously at him. Angel coughed and waited for Spike to follow, the other vamp was grinning wickedly.
"Didn't I mention Peaches?" the younger man asked easily, "Feathers is a gay bar. I'm sure you'll fit right in. Angel knew he had to grin (mentally of course) and bear it. He knew this was going to be a damned long night.
End
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