Cigarettes Cause Pain by savingjuliet
Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
Cigarettes Cause Pain
As much as Spike loved the Niblet, right now, he really, really wanted to kill her. But then Buffy would hurt him even more
. So instead he headed right into the Prat's workshop.
"Oi, nancy boy, where's that bloody list?" he asked a startled Xander.
"You mean the list of the things Dawn is not allowed to do?"
"Is there any other sodding list?" Spike snarled. Gingerly, Xander produced the multiple sheets of paper from his desk. Spike furiously scribbled down several choice words, and with a growl, departed from the room with his black coat spinning around his body. Xander bent over to read and, almost crying with shame, he admitted that he agreed with the souled vampire. For once.
Faith had barely finished her hysterical laughing fit when she sauntered in to see Xander. Seeing Buffy giving Spike the worst fucking lecture and of all time and his subsequent beating (huh? It appeared Xander's dumbass word of the day calender was rubbing off on her too) had been one of the best things in a long while. The fact Dawn was still looking pretty sickly from her own lecture (and other things) had definitely been an added bonus. She was still pissed about the boots. Xander wasn't there but a new addition to the list was and Faith quickly read it. For the rest of the day, the young slayers carefully crept around the house just in case they encountered the Dark Slayer's mirth. Touch, borrow, or steal any of Spike's belongings, especially his bleeding fags!!!
A/N: Fags is British slang for cigarettes. I would never use that word in the American meaning.