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Part One
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"Here, dingo, dingo... " The dark-haired vampiress whispered in the empty warehouse. "Come to princess."
"Dru? What are you doing?" Spike rolled up behind her in his wheelchair.
"Shh!" Drusilla raised a finger to his lips, silencing him. "I'm looking for my little dingoes. They're here somewhere."
"I don't think there are any—"
"Quiet! I hear something." Dru silently tiptoed toward a stack of wooden crates. Opening one, she reached in and pulled out a net. Slipping her game face on, she quickly rushed toward a wall where big barrels were piled up to the ceiling. Dru paused for a minute, as if trying to listen for something. Spike looked on with amusement.
Drusilla stood there like a statue. Suddenly, she brought the net down. "Gotcha!!" She pulled the handle of the net toward her. "Come to Dru," she gleefully cried out.
Spike watched as Dru's captive slowly appeared from behind the barrels. "What the hell is that?" He pointed to a small furry creature that was squirming in the net. It was dark brown, with pointy ears, and had a long tail. The blond vampire thought it looked like a sick dog. He wrinkled his nose in disgust.
"It's my dingo!! My very own dingo!" Drusilla picked up the animal and held it in front of her face. "And I'm going to name you—"
"Hold it, love." Spike noticed a shiny object around the dingo's neck. He rolled his wheelchair toward her. Holding out his hands, he looked at her. "Give me the dingo."
Dru took a step back, holding the dingo closer to her. "My dingo! Mine, mine, mine!"
Spike sighed. "I promise to give it back to you, ducks. Don't worry. I won't hurt it. I just want to see something. Please, baby."
Slowly, Drusilla handed her beloved pet to Spike. As he reached out for it, she made a small whimpering sound.
Once the dingo was in his hands, Spike held it so that the dingo's neck was at eye level. He closely examined the metal collar and read the inscription on it. Grinning evilly, he handed the creature back to Dru.
"Just what I thought. I'm sorry, love, but you can't keep the dingo."
"What?! What are you talking about?" She covered the dingo's ears. "Don't you listen to him, my little pet. Spike is a very mean person. But Mama's here to protect you from the bad man." She glared at her lover.
"Dru, you can't keep it. Read the collar. Your stupid little pet already has an owner." More whimpering was heard. "I'm sorry, love. I didn't mean to say stupid... I meant your silly little dingo."
The vampiress brushed the fur aside, revealing a small, thin, silver collar. She held it close to her face, trying to read what was engraved on it. She read it aloud. "Princess the dingo belongs to Little Willow, the Happiness Princess. If found, please call 555-0906."
"See, love, the creature belongs to someone else."
Dru pouted. "But I found her. Princess is mine." She was determined not to give up her precious dingo.
"How 'bout a compromise, then? You give the dingo back, and I'll bring you another pet? Your choice." Spike wanted to be rid of the blasted animal. "Would you like a new bird, perhaps? A nice, living bird, this time. I know, a sweet little songbird..."
She stomped her feet angrily on the floor. "I don't want another pet. I want my dingo!!"
Spike jumped in his wheelchair. He had never seen Drusilla so upset over a pet! Thinking quickly, an idea formed in his head. It may be the perfect solution to calm her down. At any rate, he knew he wouldn't win.
"Dru, you win."
"I want my—" She stopped in midsentence as Spike's words sunk in. "I win?"
"Yes, love. You can have a dingo. BUT only on one condition."
"What?" Drusilla was happy. She was willing to do anything to get a dingo. Well, anything but...
"You'll have to return the dingo back to Little Willow."
... that. "What do you mean I have to give Princess back? You just said I could keep her!" She was getting angry once more.
"Now, I never said you get to keep her, Dru. I said you can have a dingo, but I didn't say this one." He spoke quickly before she could interrupt him. "Listen, give Princess back to her owner. I heard that Little Willow has some connections so that you can get your very own dingo. She knows some organization that allows you to adopt one. What was it called again? Oh yes, the Society for Dingo Advancement. Let me go call her, and I'm sure she can pull some strings for you, love."
Drusilla didn't say a word. She was still holding onto the dingo very tightly. "Dru, baby, if you hold her any tighter, you're going to kill her... remember how you killed your bird?" She loosened her grip slightly. "Good girl. Now, how 'bout that phone call?" Still no answer.
"Ducks, look at this way... You can get your own new dingo. One that hasn't been owned by someone else before. Do you really want a used pet?" Spike was getting desperate now.
"Well..." she slowly said, "I guess not..."
"That's my Dru!" He was relieved that she finally spoke. "Now, let me go make that phone call for you, okay? Just remember, your very own—and brand new—dingo. Just think of that, love." He rolled off in search of the telephone.
"My very own dingo..." she repeated to herself. "My very own dingo. Princess will have her very own dingo. I can't wait to tell Miss Edith!" She placed the dingo into a nearby cage. "Stay there, Princess. Dru will back in a moment." She locked the cage and headed for her room and her dollies, anxious to tell them about her wonderful news.
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