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Leaning his weight across Dawn's shoulders, Spike limped along at her side. "This is so embarrassing."

"On the bright side, we got the job done and our bank balance will be receiving a healthy boost in the morning."

Spike snorted. "You aren't the one who got injured."

Dawn bit her lip. She may come through unscathed, but she'd be suffering through Spike's injury none the less. He didn't make a good patient.

Still, if he didn't behave himself, she could always threaten to tell Angel that Spike's crossbow mishap was due to a curious hedgehog accidentally standing on the trigger.


open_on_sundaychallenge #182: lean on me
Part of the London!verse


20th Sep, 2006 09:46 (UTC)
If you don't pay attention on the job, adorable woodland creatures are apt to shoot you in the arse.
20th Sep, 2006 12:25 (UTC)
That's been my experience, too. Then there are those suicidal deer who can't take another Indiana winter, and jump in front of speeding cars.