Tales of Drusilla: Happy meals on legs
by vanillagigglez
Tales of Drusilla

Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Joss does. I own the fanfic though!
Set: Spike and Dru had been in Sunnydale a few episodes.
This is one short story. This whole book has different short stories.





Drusilla and Spike strode down the street, hand in hand. It was about 11pm and most people were inside. Those who weren’t were foolish. Few people in Sunnydale understood about the vampires and demons, the witches and slayers. People in Sunnydale were stupid; they couldn’t see what was right infront of them.

Dru and Spike were heading towards the Bronze. It should be closing time around now, plenty of happy meals on legs. They arrived at graceful entered the Bronze. As it was a public building, anyone could enter.

“Spike, can I have my dinner now?” Dru asked excitedly.

“Dru pet, each as much as you want,” he replied.

They elegantly climbed up the stairs onto the top of the balcony and stared down at the crowd.

“Oh, bollocks!” Spike exclaimed, while pointing down into the middle of the dancing crowd.

He was pointing to a petite blonde, with skimpy clothes and heels. She looked about 19. She was dancing with a tall, dark haired yet goofy male and a small red-head with flowery clothes.

“Is that her?” Drusilla asked Spike. “The one who you fear, whose mom took you on and they still live?”

“That blonde bitch’ll be the death of me,” Spike told her. He turned around to Dru, but he realised she wasn’t there.

“Dru? Dru love?” Spike shouted, looking where she was.

When he spotted her, it was too late. She was at the bottom of the stairs and heading along the dance floor. Spike stay put and quickly lowered his head, until it collided with the metal railings.

“Oh, bloody hell!” he swore, rubbing his head.

Meanwhile, Dru had danced her way up to the slayer and her friends. She crept up behind her and whispered in her ear.

“Slayer,” she whispered from behind.

Buffy turned quickly, then stepped back. She lifted up her arms in defence modes.

“Who are you?” she asked with concern for her friends in her voice.

“Has my Spike not told you about me, shame,” Dru said. “I’m with Spike... and I’m hungry.”

“Holy crap,” Buffy muttered. She then turned to her 2 friends. “Get everyone out of here, I don’t care what you say, just do it!”

Buffy turned back to Drusilla as Willow and Xander were ushering everyone out.

“What do you want?” she asked, already knowing the answer.

“I’m hungry,” Dru stated. “And the stars told me about this lovely meal down here.

Spike jumped down from the balcony and put his arm around Drusilla’s shoulders.

“Yeah pet. What’d I tell you, happy meals on legs.”


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