Written for Open on Sunday LJ community's challenge #102, Animal.
by Zzilly14
Buffy makes a surprise visit to L.A. Her excuse is that she came to visit her father, and she happened to be in the neighborhood, but everyone knows that's not the case.
"Where is he?" she asks Wesley, who tries to keep her away from Angel's office.
"He's not here at the moment, Miss Summers," he stutters. "He had to go take care of... a werewolf problem."
Buffy raises her eyebrows. "You're hiding something. Talk now, or else I'll have..."
She stops, hearing a familiar voice screaming from the other room: "Get the bloody hell off of me, puppet man!"
...
Buffy pushes Wesley away, running towards Angel's office. She opens the door and freezes.
"Slayer?"
"Spike, you're..." She bursts into laughter.
"What?"
"You're... you're beating up a stuffed animal!" she giggles.
"I'm not a stuffed animal!" the puppet yells, throwing Spike against the wall.
Buffy stops laughing and bends down, picking up the fuming puppet. "Angel? What the hell happened to you?"
"Long story, but I should be back to normal soon," he sighs.
"But you're so cute!" she squeals.
"No he's not," Spike groans from the other side of the room.
"Another question," Buffy says. "Why isn't Spike dead?"