red wolf (redwolf) wrote,
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Driving Lessons

Driving LessonsThe car accelerated rapidly, taking the corner in an impossibly sharp turn that plastered the passenger against the side window. The screech of tyres was followed by the metallic crunch of garbage cans being scattered down the side of the vehicle like skittles.

"Stop!" Spike screamed, bracing himself against the dash, as Dawn threw out the anchors. The car slewed to a stop in a decorative spray of gravel that relocated half of some unfortunate suburbanite's drive into his garden bed.

"That was fun."

"No. It. Wasn't. And now you get to explain to Xander why his gearbox is shot."

Part of the Training!verse
Tags: dawn summers, fan fiction, fiction, spike, training
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