Tub-Slaying: Tub-Slaying
by WillowSlay

I don't own the BTVS characters, and other than Spike, I think I'd prefer not to. They're better off free, or ruled by Joss, as they are now, I suppose. Ack, babbling. I also don't own the song, it's Chumbawumba's.

Author's Note: This is just a bit of silliness that came to me while my mom and I were having an Angel/Spike argument, and the song "Tubthumping" happened to come on the radio. I just cracked up at the thought, and from that seedling sprung this horrid piece of fic. And for my purposes, Angel is still a bad guy. Don't take this too seriously. (;



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Buffy and Giles were training in the library. Willow, Xander, and Cordelia were watching Buffy beat the living daylights out of the kicking shield Giles was holing, and chatting about this and that. Suddenly, the library doors swung open, and in walked Spike and Angelus.

"What are you doing here?" Buffy asked coldly.

"Guess," Angelus returned with a smirk. He launched himself at Buffy. She stopped him with a quick lash of her foot to his face. He fell to the ground, moaning in pain.

"What was that?" Buffy asked.

"I get knocked down," Angelus said a little more clearly. Then he jumped up and began to sing.

"But I get up again. Your never gonna keep me down." Buffy kicked him in the gut, then threw a punch to his already sore face. He went back to the ground, singing, "I get knocked down," then jumping up.

"But I get up again, your never gonna keep me down." This pattern continued until Willow and Cordelia broke in, singing in perfect harmony.

"Pissing the night away, pissing the night away." Then Spike jumped in, wandering among the Slayerettes.

"He takes a whiskey drink, he takes a vodka drink, he takes a lager drink, he takes a cider drink. He sings the songs that remind him of the good times, he sings that songs that remind him of the best times." Willow and Cordelia struck a pose simultaneously.

"Oh, Danny boy, Danny boy, Danny boy..." Buffy and Angelus continued thier little up/down dance, Angelus singing.

"I get knocked down, but I get up again, your never gonna keep me down. I get knocked down..." Until Willow and Cordy interejected.

"Pissing the night away, pissing the night away..." Spike jumped in right on cue, looking at his absent reflection in a mirror.

"He takes a whiskey drink, he takes a vodka drink, he takes a lager drink, he takes a cider drink. He sings the songs that remind him of the good times, he sings that songs that remind him of the best times." He gestured to Willow and Cordelia.

"Don't cry for me, next door neighbor..." All of a sudden, Xander was in the spotlight, doing a trumpet solo. Just as Buffy and Angelus were about to begin their part again, Giles, who had been silent all this time, spoke up.

"What is this NOISE?!" he cried. Everyone stopped and looked at him, then at each other. Spike and Angelus exchanged growls, then left immediately. The Slayer and Slayerettes stood motionless for a moment. Then Buffy went back to beating on Giles, and the rest resumed their chatting.

And all was right in Sunnydale.


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