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Infinitely Prolonged Drabbles

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Summary: Individually, personally, one by one, and (this was the thing he really decided to grit his teeth over) in alphabetical order.

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Movies > Hitchhiker's Guide to the GalaxyMarkYoungFR13121,7970126,66527 Nov 0914 Feb 14No

Spike

“What did you call me?”

“You heard me, you washed up, pathetic, Billy Idol wannabe.”

Spike sucked a deep breath thru gritted teeth and screamed in frustration. “Aaargh! If only those bloody soldiers hadn’t put this chip in my head! I’d—” He stopped suddenly, and a puzzled look crossed his face. He leaned closer to the tall man and sniffed. He frowned, stepped forward, and sniffed again.

“It’s called soap,” the man said, ticking a box on his clipboard. “Try it some time!”

“You’re not human.”

“Of course I’m not!”

“Of course you’re not,” Spike echoed, with a ferocious grin.
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