Pairing: S/X
Rating: G
Word Count: 83
Disclaimer: Everything in the world is my fault - The hole in the ozone, strife in the middle east, socks disappearing in the dryer. It's all me. Er... oh... not that kind of disclaimer, huh? Okay... Spike and Xan? Really not mine, in case you didn't know.
Summary: That little stunted plot bunny...third from the left.
“They’re evil.”
“Are not.”
“Yes… look at them. They’re staring at me. Watching me. Evil!”
“Xan… they’re bloody lawn gnomes. They aren’t alive. They barely even have eyes they’ve been out in the weather so long.”
“They’re watching without eyes. Don’t tell me you don’t think that’s disturbing?”
“….”
“….”
“Fine. Right.” sounds of stomping feet and anchors being ripped from grass. “There. Turned all their little faces away. Can’t watch any more.”
“Thanks, Spike.”
“You’re welcome…… Now can we bloody well shag?”
