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harpiewritingTitle: Bar Flirting
Fandoms: High School Musical and Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Angel
Pairing: Spike/Sharpay
Rating: PG
Warnings/Spoilers: Suggestiveness. Language.
Summary: Sharpay & Spike at a bar... flirting... (sucky summary I know, sorry!)
Notes: Written for![[info]](https://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif)
bringthefate's birthday. Yay for Spike/Sharpay-ness!
“How’s it going Princess?” Spike asked as he sat beside her at the bar. It was nearly midnight on a Friday night and Sharpay Evans was alone at a bar. Which wasn’t something that happened often. She was often flunked by several bar drunks hoping she'll go to a motel with them; it was actually how they met for the first time - him rescuing her from several of them that wouldn't take 'no' as an answer.
“Fine… how was your trip?” Sharpay asked, trying to change the subject off her. She really didn’t feel like speaking about her problems.
“Not a problem with bagging the baddie… although it was rather boring.” Spike stated, taking a sip of his whiskey as he studied her.
A smile quirked her lips at that statement. “Not enough blood and gore?”
He smirked at her. “How did you know?”
“I know you… Anything that’s boring wouldn’t have enough blood, gore, and fight for you. What was the demon anyway?”
“Uh… some sort of half-otter half-human half-porcupine thing, Porottuman* was its name. Nasty ugly bugger. Would have hated to give birth to it.”
Sharpay grinned. “Half-Otter?”
“Don’t ask me… That’s what its head looked like and what the book said so I’m guessing that’s what it is. Although why any demon would mate with a otter would be anyone’s clue.”
“Definitely…” Sharpay said, grinning. She let out a happy sigh and silently thanked the heavens for Spike… he could always cheer up her. No matter the occasion. He might be damned soul, but in his own way he was sort of a guardian angel for her. A handsome out-of-fashion vampire guardian angel. That had her laughing again.
Spike glanced over at her in amusement. “Do I even want to know why your cracking up, love?”
Sharpay grin widened as she stared at him innocently. “Nope!”
“Yeah, thought not.” Spike said grinning, standing up. “How about I get you home?”
“You just got back and your already trying to get me back in bed?”
Spike’s grin widened at the thought. “Of course, love.”
Sharpay shook her head, letting out a laugh. “Well, you better be… ‘cause I definitely plan on not leaving that bed for the next twenty-hour hours.”
“Just twenty-four hours? I was thinking more around forty-eight…”
Fandoms: High School Musical and Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Angel
Pairing: Spike/Sharpay
Rating: PG
Warnings/Spoilers: Suggestiveness. Language.
Summary: Sharpay & Spike at a bar... flirting... (sucky summary I know, sorry!)
Notes: Written for
bringthefate's birthday. Yay for Spike/Sharpay-ness! “How’s it going Princess?” Spike asked as he sat beside her at the bar. It was nearly midnight on a Friday night and Sharpay Evans was alone at a bar. Which wasn’t something that happened often. She was often flunked by several bar drunks hoping she'll go to a motel with them; it was actually how they met for the first time - him rescuing her from several of them that wouldn't take 'no' as an answer.
“Fine… how was your trip?” Sharpay asked, trying to change the subject off her. She really didn’t feel like speaking about her problems.
“Not a problem with bagging the baddie… although it was rather boring.” Spike stated, taking a sip of his whiskey as he studied her.
A smile quirked her lips at that statement. “Not enough blood and gore?”
He smirked at her. “How did you know?”
“I know you… Anything that’s boring wouldn’t have enough blood, gore, and fight for you. What was the demon anyway?”
“Uh… some sort of half-otter half-human half-porcupine thing, Porottuman* was its name. Nasty ugly bugger. Would have hated to give birth to it.”
Sharpay grinned. “Half-Otter?”
“Don’t ask me… That’s what its head looked like and what the book said so I’m guessing that’s what it is. Although why any demon would mate with a otter would be anyone’s clue.”
“Definitely…” Sharpay said, grinning. She let out a happy sigh and silently thanked the heavens for Spike… he could always cheer up her. No matter the occasion. He might be damned soul, but in his own way he was sort of a guardian angel for her. A handsome out-of-fashion vampire guardian angel. That had her laughing again.
Spike glanced over at her in amusement. “Do I even want to know why your cracking up, love?”
Sharpay grin widened as she stared at him innocently. “Nope!”
“Yeah, thought not.” Spike said grinning, standing up. “How about I get you home?”
“You just got back and your already trying to get me back in bed?”
Spike’s grin widened at the thought. “Of course, love.”
Sharpay shook her head, letting out a laugh. “Well, you better be… ‘cause I definitely plan on not leaving that bed for the next twenty-hour hours.”
“Just twenty-four hours? I was thinking more around forty-eight…”
THE END.
*Porottuman is something I made up… and I don’t believe its been done before. So DON’T STEAL IT UNLESS YOU ASK!
*Porottuman is something I made up… and I don’t believe its been done before. So DON’T STEAL IT UNLESS YOU ASK!
