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Too Many Hands

Too Many HandsSpike sat at the counter watching Dawn make hot chocolate. The Potentials had disappeared on a training expedition, leaving the house strangely quiet.

"So," Dawn placed the mugs in the microwave, pushing a button to nuke the milk. "What was your road trip with Andrew like?"

Spike shrugged. "He talks a lot. About total bollocks most of time, but thumping him would be like kicking a puppy. And when he rides pillion he seems to gain extra hands."

Andrew groping Spike was more than Dawn needed to know. But when she thought about it... "So where exactly were Andrew's hands?"

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open_on_sundaychallenge #112: missing scenes
Tags: andrew wells, dawn summers, fan fiction, fiction, spike
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