Old Wives Tale
Girl Anachronism
October 24th 1998
"Mom Please?" Joyce looked at her eldest daughter and gave in.
"Fine. Buffy, but anything happens to the dress and your grounded for a month"
Buffy squealed in delight. Buffy had found the most beautiful ivory dress in the attic in a trunk she hadn’t known existed. It turned out the dress belonged to her great grandmother Clara, when Buffy first saw it she knew that she wanted to wear it on Halloween.. Her and Willow had gone through Giles’s watcher diaries to see what the women from Angel’s time had looked like, and Clara’s dress was almost the same as the drawing in the book.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!." Buffy jumped up and down.
"I’m only saying yes because we’re tight on money right now and..." Buffy wasn’t even listening. Joyce shook her head.
"Look mom I loved to chat but I’m meeting Willow at that new Halloween store, Ethan’s. I think im gonna pick up a veil and some flowers to go with the dress." Joyce looked at her amused and grabbed a soda from the fridge
"Doesn’t that scare the boys away honey?" she let out a soft chuckle thinking about how times have changed.
"Yeah well actually there is a boy, and uh... well, he’s really into old fashioned stuff and I’m sure he’ll love it."
"Oh really, a boy you say now? Why am I just hearing about this young lady?"
"Well it’s new and I didn’t want it to be a big thing." Buffy shrugged it off and Joyce let it go.
"Ok well you better get going, we’ll talk later ok?"
"Sure mom. Bye." with her daughters quick good-bye Joyce hoped that it wasn’t the beginning of something bad.
***
Buffy finally arrived at her destination. She mumbled something to herself about having to walk everywhere and wondered if somehow she could use being responsible with her grandmas dress as a bartering tool for proving to her mother that she was mature enough to handle a drivers license. She looked around for Willow but had some difficulty spotting the petite redhead. The new store was becoming quite a hit and she realized now that she should have come earlier to avoid the possibility that the store might be sold out. Finally she found Willow sitting on a bench just to the right of the main entrance watching timidly as other patrons left, most of them pulling their costumes out of their bags to show their friends.
"There you are" Buffy sighed, "I was afraid I wouldn't be able to find you. It's pretty crazy huh?"
Willow nodded, "I swear I have counted at least 200 people coming and going within the last half hour... and like 90 percent of the girls...sex costumes"
"You've been here for 30...wait, sex costumes?" Buffy raised an eyebrow.
"Ok, well maybe not 'sex costumes' but sexycostumes. What ever happened to the clowns we dressed up as when we were kids?"
"Will, if you are going to try and snag Xander you should probably not dress up as his biggest fear"
"Oh yeah" she said as they both started weaving through the masses to get into the store.
As they entered the store a little monster on a pedistol by the door screamed and cackled loudly, Buffy whipped her head around to see what made the noise ready to knock out the culprit but upon realizing it was just a toy put on an embarassed smile.
"Not going to slay the evil battery operated kids device?" Willow asked slyly.
"Very funny. I'm so tired I'm a little off my game. You know Giles has got me running around every night trying to find out more about this prophecy he found in one of his almanacs. Of course, the almanac doesn't say what the prophecy is about but... you know what...now that I think about it...like none of the prophecies are ever described when written about... you'd think they would fix that to maybe halt impending apocolypseseses..." she finished not really knowing what the plural for apocolypse was.
Willow smiled and turned to look around the store. Her eyes wide with amazement. This store had everything.
"What is the plural for apocolypse?" Buffy wondered outloud.
"Ethan" Willow said absentmindedly.
"Really?" Buffy said shocked.
"What? No, Ethan...the store owner... that has to be him" Willow said as she pointed across the shop at a tall, slim man who was pointing out different costumes on the wall to another customer. When he looked over and saw them looking at him he excused him self and came over to introduce himself.
"Welcome to Ethan's, home of the most realistic costumes you'll ever see. I am, of course, Ethan" he said smirking. Both Buffy and Willow noted he was English and seemed to be a mixture between Giles (British) and Spike (smirky) though they each had no idea the other had the same feeling about him.
"Hi, I'm Buffy, this is Willow. I actually already have my costume but I am looking for a couple of accessories... I'm not sure if you carry what I am looking for though..."
"I'm sure we can find something to fit what you are looking for. Now, what is your costume." Ethan asked.
"Well I found a wedding dress that used to belong to my great grandmother so I'm looking for maybe a veil and flowers?" Buffy asked not getting her hopes up.
"Well, the veil I can help you with but the flowers I would suggest you go to the florist down the street, I noticed as I was coming in that they were having a sale." He replied as he led the two girls over to the back left corner of his shop. "I see all of our simple veils have already been sold...we just have this one" he pulled down an excuisite pearly cream veil with sequins around the crown.
"Oh it's gorgeous" Buffy breathed...and then nearly stopped breathing when she turned over the pricetag. "$75 dollars? There is no way I can afford this"
"Nonsense" Ethan replied, "I'm sure we can come up with a price that is more fitting."
October 31st
Buffy looked herself up and down in the mirror one last time, finally deciding that if Angel didn’t respond to her looking like this she would give up. Yeah, right.
She grabbed her flowers and headed to willows to meet up with the rest of the gang, she had a feeling it was going to be a long night.
***
The black Fireflite crashed into the ‘Welcome to Sunnydale’ with an ominous cracking sound at sunset.
"Well Sunnyhell looks like I’m here to stay!" a very pissed off blonde vampire walked into town, bottle of Jack in his hands. First things first. Time to get rid of that bloody slayer. Thorn in my side she is, she is. Spike thought of the first place she might be and headed for the Bronze. Where he figured he’d find them, until he realized that it was Halloween. He looked at the Bronze first, and finally gave up. He saw a blonde girl seeming to be about Buffy’s age so he stopped her.
"Excuse miss, but do you wouldn't happen to know a Buffy Summers by any chance, would you?" he figured if she did and he acted like Angel he figured she’d think they were friends.
"Why on earth would a guy like you want a loser like her?" she smirked at him trying to be seductive but failing miserably. " My name’s Harmony. So what do you say, wanna take me for a spin and forget that ditz?" Spike suppressed a laugh, even he knew that this girl was just jealous of the slayers good looks.
"Look if you can tell me where to find her I’ll think about it." he tried to smile again without laughing at the look on her face. A cross between frustration, embarrassment and annoyance.
"Cordy said something about her being at the highschool, she’s either there or being a loser at home."
"Thanks luv, you’re a very special girl and someday you’ll make one bloke very happy." Spike left her there muttering words about hot men , stupid, and Buffy Summers.
***
Since it was still early the gang plus one very annoyed Cordelia went over to Buffy’s house where Joyce said she'd let them have snacks. Willow decided that she wasn’t ready to wear her original costume as a dancer and put on her back up sheet instead. Xander was dressed as a commando, and Cordy was wearing a catwoman suit she had special ordered for the dance.
"Buffy you look wonderful." Xander was in awe and Cordelia hit him. "Well she does."
"Thank you Xander." Buffy shrugged off Cordelia’s insistent complaining. "Well we might as well go." they all got up and headed out, thanking Mrs. Summers on the way.
"Hey you guys" Xander called to Buffy and Willow "we’re gonna go this way ok?" Willow looked at him disapprovingly and Buffy grabbed her hand to pull her in the other direction.
"Maybe you should give up Will I mean you can’t just wait around till he wakes up and smells the hottie that is you." Willow looked do seemingly defeated.
"Yeah your right. No more Miss sulky. Hey do you feel that.?" before Buffy could reply she had fallen backwards passing out by the tree in the summers front yard.
"Buffy!" Willow shook her not knowing what to do, Joyce had left right after them. Willow was trying to keep it together when she suddenly felt a sharp pain go straight to her chest and then she too fell backwards. Willow woke a few minutes later, standing up only to see her body still on the ground.
"Uh-oh this can’t be good." she looked down to were Buffy was still laying "Buffy are you ok?" Buffy looked at her obviously confused.
"Oh thank God, Buffy, your ok."
"Who are you? Were is my William?" Willow looked alarmed once again panicking about what to do.
"Listen Buffy, something’ s wrong, you’re not yourself."
"Why do you keep calling me that? My name is Clara."
oh boy, really not good.
"I’m going to go get Giles ok?"
"You know my William?"
"What no.... who is he?" All Willow could think of was to play along.
"He is my fianceé, I was on the way to our secret wedding."
"Ok, well I know where he is but I need you to go inside and wait. It’s to dangerous for you to go out by yourself right now ok?"
"Ok yes but please hurry." Willow got the spare key from under the doormat and let Buffy inside.
Right now it’s off to see Giles and get this straightened out. I just hope nothing happens to Buffy.
***
Might as well check her house first, it’ll easier to kill her if she’s not in a crowd anyway.
Spike went up the stairs and knocked on the door, hoping her mother would answer so he could say he was a friend of Buffy’ s. He however was no prepared to the sight that he saw when the door opened.
"William! Oh have I missed you. I got so lost. What’s wrong with your hair?" he hadn’t been gone so long that her hair would be down to her back. And it was brown. The dress she had on he hadn’t seen for over a hundred years.
"Buffy?" he had to ask just to make sure. And why hadn’t she attacked him? Did she just call him William?
"Why do people keep calling me that? It’s Clara. The woman you’re about to marry." she laughed and playfully hit him on the chest. A look of pain flashed behind his eyes..
"My dear man what’s wrong with you? Where did you get those strange clothes?" Spike grabbed her by the waist.
"So your Clara huh?" so she found out his dirty little secret somehow. It must have been that poofter Angel! Well he’d kill him next, but not before he had a little taste of his girl though.
"How I’ve missed you." she started to cry. And for a brief moment Spike believed it was her, but he got his senses back just as she kissed him." I love you."
Spike looked into her eyes, more confused than ever. Maybe Dru was right, so he kissed her back finally forgetting the woman that was his salvation.
***
"So are you saying you both got things from Ethan’s?" Giles looked at the ghost of Willow not quite believing it, he took off his glasses and started to clean them. Wheels beginning to turn in his head.
"Wait. The mans name is Ethan?"
"Well ya, he seemed overly nice, he even gave Buffy her veil and flowers for free. Hey maybe he did it, he kinda wigged when someone tried to go into the back when they were looking for the bath— room?" she turned to face him but he was gone. "Great. Maybe I should find Xander."
***
" I know we should wait but I can’t."said a very naked Buffy was lying on her mothers bed pulling down spikes pants.
"Never knew you had it in you pet." he said as he finished pulling his pants off as he bent down to kiss her again. He moved his hands down her body stopping at her neck to feel her pulse then lower to grasp her breast. He pulled on her hardened nipple to gauge her reaction,
"Ugnh William." she moved her hand over his chest grazing it with her nails, he growled " Let me see it, your other face." he looked at her astonished, slayer had some kink did she. Spike looked up in time to see four small glowing balls of light zip out the window. Huh? He pushed the fact that something was off with the situation out of his mind and vamped out.
"So that’s how you want to play is it slayer?" he moved his right hand down to her wet opening and slid a finger in. He groaned at her tightness. So you haven’t gotten to her Angel. Looks like no one else has either.
"More" she rasped. Spike wasn’t sure what exactly made him snap but he did and before he could think of anything else the tip of his hard cock was pushing at her hot folds. He pushed into her forcefully but soft for him. Buffy grunted and involuntary bucked up pulling him inside her faster then he was going to himself..
"Bloody ‘ell!" he crossed his eyes in pleasure trying to focus on not cumming. He looked down at Buffy mewing with need. He started thrusting into her with abandon, knowing that it was what she needed.
"Do it." at first he didn’t quite understand her request but then she turned her head to the side reveling her neck, he didn’t even think twice. He lowered his mouth to where her veins were thumping rhythmically with her heart. He continued to thrust knowing it was going to be his undoing when he bit her. Buffy was to close to realize that she asked him to bite her, not really knowing that it was wrong. He looked up at her one last time before sinking his fangs into her neck, he noticed something flash behind her eyes but chose to ignore it. As the taste of the slayers blood hit his throat he felt the first tremor of his impending orgasm rake though his body, subconsciously Spike lowered his hand to her clit to make her come over the edge with him.
"Spike!" he looked up as they came simultaneously.
"So..... good..... mine forever." he whispered not really caring anymore about how he felt.
"Yes. Wait what?" Buffy sat up abruptly, Spike quickly noticed the change in the slayers demeanor.
"What did you do to me?!?"
"You wanted this! You were all over me with the William and the—"
"Get out!" Buffy scream,ed starting to cry, feeling sick..
"Right then." Spike looked at her then shook his head, not sure about what was going on in her head. She had seduced him she played up the whole Clara bit so surely she knew. "I don’t know who you think you are Slayer, but you fucked around with the wrong man."
"Your not a man, you’re a thing." she clutched at the blanket she had covered herself with
"You come find me when you get your head sused out. I’m not done with you yet. Buffy" he spat her name out like it was poison.
She’ll come crawling back. And that’s when I’ll get her.
With that resounding thought Spike flew out of her house slamming the front door behind him.
"Welcome back to Sunnydale Spike."
Old Wives tale by mikeygbabywriter