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Donly comes out onto the stage. “And now we have a special performance for you. One of the girls that works here’s been putting in some extra hours, if you know what I mean,” He leers at the crowd, “And if I want her to keep those hours I had one tiny thing I had to do. Trust me, after you see the show, you’ll know why I’d do anything to keep tapping THAT ass. Put it together for Doomsday!”
The crowd cheered. Spike can’t believe that ponce, making her sound like a cheap whore. Autum steps on to the stage in an all black leather miniskirt and bra, covered with a tiny fishnet top. Fishnet stockings and boots that crawled up her thighs. All of it black, devilish, all of it so… her. The band starts to play. Spike recognizes Jr. What the hell was he doing in a band? An outstanding guitar solo the kid preformed answered his question. The entire set they’ll be playing is pretty hardcore. And Autum is singing like she’s been doing it for a hundred years. Which she has, so, good for her!
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Buffy, Willow and Xander walk into the club. “At least the music’s good.” Xander says, watching Autum on the stage, not recognizing her.
Willow checks her out too, “I wonder who,” it hits her, “Oh!”
“Is this chick everywhere?” Buffy asks the Slayerettes.
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“And now for the special portion of the show. Ayant here will pick any guy to come on stage and receive a free lap dance.” The crowd roared.
Donly whispered in her ear, “The guy in the red suit is big money.”
“Aye, at that, love.” Autum puts her guitar down on the stage and jumps into the mob of people. She pushes her way through, and ends up at Spike’s table, grinning wildly. “Come on, kitten.”
“No, I can’t…”
She pulls him up to his feet, “Yes, you can.”
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Xander sees who she’s pulling up with her, “Is that?”
“Spike.” Buffy growls.
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Autum shoves Spike into a chair on the stage, picks up her guitar and motions for the boys to start playing. “Don’t worry, kitten. I’ll play nice.” The stage explodes, sending Autum flying. “Should have known,” she looks around at the room, “Come on, Slayer, give it a go.”
“What was your first clue?” Buffy asks, stepping towards Autum carefully.
“What wasn’t? you need to work on stealth.”
“I don’t need stealth.”
“Yeah, you do. Take a look at kitten. He knows it, so does my little lamb. You should be wary, a Slayer needs it.”
“Oh, sure. And how many have you known?”
“For me to know, ducks.”
“So, you’ve known them, probably killed them.”
“Spectacular! I should be going then. Can’t wait for Dawn, you know.” (side note: since she’s saying this, they don’t know she’s not talking about the sunrise.) She laughs, “See you then, Slayer.” She snaps her fingers. She and the band have disappeared. Buffy pulls Spike out of the wreck. He tries to speak, but she cuts him off.
“Shut up, Spike.”
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