November 21st, 2004

tank girl

Feint

FeintSpike leant across the table, his lips close to Dawn's ear. "You're not piking on me, are you, love?"

Never one to shirk from a challenge, Dawn crossed to the counter and made her purchase. Package in hand, she left the store, returning ten minutes later without it.

A curious Xander queried Anya and, when she explained exactly what caltrops were, he ran for his truck, shrieking like a girl.

Anya eyed Spike and Dawn in suspicion. They'd collapsed against each other in laughter, as Xander had left, the intact package between them. It looked like the armistice was over.


wordoftheday100challenge: Pike, shirk, caltrop, armistice
Part of the Mischief!verse