“Well, we got plenty of vids. And I'm putting in my vote in for "The Breakfast Club.” Xander announces cheerfully.
“Did you get anything less Sunnydale High Schoolish? That principal reminds me way too much of that weasel Principal Synder. Well, before he became snake food.” Buffy pouted slightly as she spoke.
“The Breakfast Club is a classic! It's the feel-good movie! We sooo need that now!” Xander enthusiastically said. In attempts to urge the others to agree.
“Well….let the movie begin!” Buffy said with equal enthusiasm.
Soon after the credits began to role, all four of the Scoobies were fast asleep.
Xander found himself sitting in an unfamiliar library. He sat on one side of a long wooden table. He peered over to the person that was sitting to his right. It was Buffy. She’s dressed in 80’s garb. Just like he was. 'Huh, that's strange.' Xander thought to himself.
Xander then continued to look around at the other people in the library.
Sitting at the next table behind them was Williow. At the back table, on the other side of where the three of them were sitting, was Anya.
The four of them sat in peace and quiet. After the bleached wonder....Spike, was hauled out of here by Snyder.
Snyder had placed Spike into a utility closet. So Spike couldn't cause anymore trouble. Or so he thought.
Above the unsuspected teens, Spike was slowly making his way back to the library through the ceiling. Spike started to sing to himself to pass the time.
“Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go I wanna be sedated
Nothin' to do no where to go-o-oh I wanna be sedated
Just get me to the airport put me on a plane
Hurry hurry hurry before I go insane
I can't control my fingers I can't control my brain
On no oh oh oh oh” *
*I Wanna be Sedated The Ramones
Suddenly, a less sturdy section of the ceiling gave way. Spike came crashing down into the room that adjoined the library.
“Bloody ‘ell!” Spike yelled as he fell from the ceiling. Each of the teens looked at one another. Their eyes held the same question, ‘What the hell was that?’
With a cock and swagger gate, Spike entered into the library. The group of teens looked at him in amazement.
“What? I forgot my notebook.” Spike responded with a shrug and a smirk.
The teens heard Principal Snyder approaching the library doors, yelling to them inside. The doors opened and an irate miniature man stomped into the library.
“What are you delinquents doing in here?” Snyder questioned the four teens. When Spike heard Snyder approaching, he had ducked under their table and was snug against Buffy’s bare legs.
Snyder addressed the teens, “What was that ruckus?”**
“What ruckus?”** asked Xander.
“I was just in my office and I heard a ruckus!”** Spat Snyder.
“Could you describe the ruckus sir?”** Willow asked shyly.
“You better watch your mouth little lady, you better watch it!” Snyder snapped at Willow.
Spike was enjoying his view of Buffy’s creamy thighs. They were exposed by the short denim skirt that she was wearing. Spike started to rub his hand up and down Buffy’s thighs. Her eyes widen and she started to shake her foot trying to deter his wandering hand. While she shook her foot, she grazed Spike’s fully erected cock, that was nestled in it’s denim home. Spike moaned at the contact.
Above the table, Buffy and Xander try to disguise Spike’s moan by making more noises.
“What is that? What, what is that, what is that noise?”** Snyder demanded an answer from the noisy pair.
“What noise sir?” Xander tried to ask as innocently as possible.
While Buffy was fidgeting due to being the center of Snyder’s interrogation, her legs slightly spread apart. Due to Spike’s angle he could see directly into heaven. Almost as being hypnotized, Spike started to lean forward to get a better view of the silky black panties that covered her sex.
“Really sir, there wasn’t any noise…..”** Buffy’s speech was cut off with the feeling on Spike’s wicked tongue drawing patterns on her inner thigh. Buffy’s breath caught in her throat. Suddenly, to cover her lack of speech, she started to fake cough. As on cue, the three other teens started to fake cough along with her.
Spike removed his mouth from her inner thigh. Then he proceeded to reach his long, talented fingers between her thighs. Once he reached her damp crotch, he started to draw lazy patterns over her silk covered mound. These patterns started to cause Buffy’s core to twinge and release more moisture.
With Spike’s movements, Buffy’s eyes closed briefly in pure bliss. Then she quickly realized that Snyder’s beady eyes were boring holes into her. Buffy’s eyes snapped open and she quickly clamped her strong thighs around Spike’s hand.
“That noise? Was that the noise you were talking about?”** Buffy asked innocently.
“No, that was not the noise I was talking about. I have not caught you delinquents as of yet, but just give me time.”
Anya snicked loudly at Snyder’s announcement.
“Just you watch it little lady.” Snyder commented to Anya.
With that Snyder turned to exit the library. The Scoobies could see that Snyder’s suit jacket was tucked into his tighty whities. Once he was gone, they all start to laugh heartily. All except Buffy.
Spike started to crawl out from under the table. Buffy proceeded to hit him with open handed slaps upon his leather clad back.
“What? My hand slipped.” Spike stated with mock innocence. Then Spike placed the fingers that had grazed against her moist center into his mouth.
“Spike, you’re a pig!” Buffy snarled.
With a pop, Spike removed the thoroughly cleaned digits from his mouth.
“Oink…oink…baby.” Spike stated with a wag of his talented tongue.
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Once the Scoobies finished their day long attention, Snyder entered the library to look at the essay that he told the teens to complete. On the desk was left only one essay. Snyder picked up the paper and began to read.
Dear Mr. Snyder, “we accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was we did wrong, but we think you're crazy to make us write an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us... In the simplest terms and the most convenient definitions. But what we found out is that each one of us is
Willow:...a brain...
Spike: ...and a criminal...
Anya: ...and a basket case...
Buffy: ...a princess...
Xander: ...and an athlete...
Willow: Does that answer your question?... Sincerely yours“**, the Scoobies.
**Lines were taken directly from the Breakfast Club, by John Hughs.
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05/18/17 04:16 am
pj! I remember wishing one of your stories would be finished seriously about a decade ago. Amazing. I just tried an old password I used to use and amazingly got in too. Memories!
pj
03/20/17 01:20 am
10 yrs later, i finally rem my username and password. Pari, you rock. Hope you are well.
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10/06/16 08:34 am
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08/31/16 03:45 pm
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08/31/16 03:43 pm
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