Title: Taking Him Home To Dad
Chapter: Day 6 of 28 of my Songfic Challenge, Stand alone piece
Pairing: Spike/Xander, Dawn /OMC
Rating: PG 13, Nothing Exciting, but I use harsh language
Concrit: Comments only
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters, the lyrics to the songs, or anything else.
Warnings: M/M Paring, but this is a Spander Community so....
Summary: Based on the following prompt from Lady Q: Write a story where Dawn thinks it is time to bring a boyfriend home for approval from Spike and Xander
Notes: The Song used for this day is Cleaning This Gun- Rodney Atkins. By the way this was way too much fun to write.Beta(s): Spike_1790
Challenge: Write a Songfic a day for the entire month of February. Based on a prompt from Lady Q: Write a story or a series of stories based on the 25 most played songs on your ipod. Songs can be shuffled or in order up to the writer.
Taking Him Home For Dad
If Xander didn’t laugh at the absurdity of it all he would cry. You see, Dawn was bringing home her first real boyfriend tonight for them to meet. Instead of him meeting Joyce or Buffy, he was forced to meet Xander and Spike. It really wasn’t fair to Dawn that she had no family left to share these milestones with. Well, she had a father, but god knows where he was. I mean, the man didn’t even know Buffy was dead. For all they knew, he didn’t know Dawn existed.
Despite how uncomfortable the situation might be for him and Spike, he knew they had to man up. It’s not like they would have to relive this moment anytime soon with their own kids, what with the fact that Spike wasn’t exactly firing a loaded pistol. Xander blinked at his thoughts. Figures the whole ‘two males with no uterus between us’ thing didn’t cross his mind.
The declaration of independence
Think I can tell you that first sentence
But then I'm lost
I can't begin to count the theories
I had pounded in my head that I forgot
I don't remember all that spanish
Or the gettysburg address
But there is one speech from high school
I'll never forgot
Xander tried to think back to his previous relationships and wondered if he heard anything that would work. He hadn't had the most typical relationships so he didn’t have much to work with. Anya’s dad was long dead by the time they got together. Faith never offered to bring him home to meet her folks with the whole choking thing happening; he didn’t even know if she knew who her father was. Cordelia's dad met him once and decided he wasn’t worth the trouble. So, nope, no useful information was coming from the world of pain that was his dating history.
“Spike, did anyone’s father give you the ‘talk’?”
“Demon, love. Only time I met anyone’s father it was when I was ripping their throat out. So that would be a no,” Spike said while raising one brow.
“I meant when you were human.”
“Wasn’t exactly the ladies man I am now, was I?”
“Is it too late to have Giles phone one in?”
“Listen Pet, all I have to do is Vamp out and tell his if he hurts Dawn I will wear his spleen as a hat and bathe in his blood.”
“But Spike, you can’t do any of those things because of your chip.”
“OY! just stand over there with the cross bow and look menacing.”
Come on in boy, sit on down
And tell me 'bout yourself
So you like my daughter, do you now
Yeah we think she's something else
She's her daddy's girl and her mama's world
She deserves respect, that's what she'll get, ain't it son
Now y'all run along and have some fun
I'll see you when you get back
Bet I'll be up all night
Still cleaning this gun
Dawn comes through the door with a thin waif of a boy and Xander realizes that she is safe. Hell, Willow and Tara’s cat could take this one out. But they do their proud protective Daddy thing and Xander is impressed the kid doesn’t seem squeamish at the fact Dawn has two “dads” or the least bit annoyed by their posturing. Dawn picked a good one. The kid does seem a little nervous when he asks what time Dawn has to be back and winced a little at Xander’s hand shake- not that he tried to show his dominance through a handshake or anything; Xander was an adult after all.
Well now that I'm a father
I'm scared to death one day my daughter's gonna find
That teenage boy I used to be
Who seems to have just one thing on his mind
She's growing up so fast it won't be long
'fore I'll have to put the fear of god
Into some kid at the door
It felt nice to play house with Spike. It felt nice to be able to give Dawn something close to normal. It felt good for him to do something to protect a little girl who had seen too much, too young. It was nice to know Buffy would approve of something he and Spike did together. Mostly it was nice to do something with Spike and be recognized and respected as a couple.
It's all for show, ain't nobody gonna get hurt
It's just a daddy thing, hey be/lieve me man, it works
Dawn was back fifteen minutes before curfew and her date walked all the way to the door and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Nice to know he wasn’t going to be beating up any teenagers tonight.