Title: His Worst Nightmare
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
Warnings/Squicks: Umm, excessive weirdness maybe?
Summary: Xander wakes up from a nightmare and Spike is there to help him.
Written for: slashthedrabble
Word Count: 400
Find the previous parts here.
Beta'd by the wonderful kitty_poker1. Thank you so much love!
Notes: Okay folks, this little bit of fluff takes place in the Thrill Me universe! Whoo! Aren't y'all glad? In fact, it would really help if you've read the little end bit of fluff here if you get too confused with what's in the dream. Although I think y'all can figure it out. Enjoy!
His Worst Nightmare
Xander was trapped, unable to move. The mask muffled his face so that he could hardly breathe, never mind see. He was trying to run but his feet were too big and he kept stumbling. Surrounding him were girls, screaming at the tops of their lungs.
"Xander!" It was Cordelia's voice but Xander couldn't find her. "Xander! It's time! You have to do a cartwheel! Xander!"
Xander sat up in bed, gasping for breath. Spike was there, comforting him. Thank god.
"Pet? Was it a vision?"
Xander knew his laugh was slightly hysterical but he didn't care. "Gods, no! Nope, it was just a regular old nightmare. At least I hope it wasn't a vision."
He should have known not to say anything. An evil leer stretched across his lover's face. "Oh? Do tell."
Xander lay back down. He could argue he wasn't up to arguing and Spike would have won anyhow so he gave in. "I was dressed in a pig costume and Cordelia was making me do cartwheels at the Homecoming Game."
There was silence for a good minute before Spike started chuckling. The chuckling turned into a full belly laugh and after a minute Xander would have willingly given up his psychic powers for laser eye blasts so he could blow his boyfriend out of the room without moving. "Ha ha, real funny. Do you know how embarrassing that was? And you know Cordy is going to try to talk me into it if she finds out! It isn't funny!"
Spike's laughter trailed off as he crawled under the covers with Xander, his cold vampire feet pressing against Xander's legs, making him jump. "Is so funny. Can just see you runnin' about in some furry costume for the entire school to see."
Xander groaned. "Spike, unless you want me to start taking garlic supplements with my vitamins, you'll stop that train of thought before it even leaves the station."
That shut Spike up in a hurry. "Right, luv, I'll just be hoping your next nightmare is something more gruesome, shall I?"
"You know you love me."
Xander felt his insides melt, just a little bit. "You're right, I do." And he did love Spike, because he knew that no matter what his nightmares were based on, the vampire would always be there to soothe him.
Even if he was a right bastard.