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Exposure

ExposureSpike woke to the sound of people hitting things. It took him a moment to realise that he wasn't being pummelled and relaxed slightly, looking up from his bed to see his basement had been taken over by Potentials. Again.

Five of the infernal creatures; two brunettes, a whiny Eastender, a Chinese girl and a blonde with a bad dye job. All hammering away at each other or the punching bags. It was very annoying.

He put the pillow over his head and tried to go back to sleep, idly wondering if he could get away with killing the monsters.


open_on_sundaychallenge #81: slayers who aren't buffy
Tags: fan fiction, fiction, spike
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