" Ask my friends. Anyone will tell you. When you come
up in any conversation, no matter what its nature, my
eyes sparkle and my smile shine. "
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Willy swept up the broken pieces of glass. He was
fuming mad, he felt like screaming at someone. He
turned around to the blond vampire nursing a badly
bruised jaw. Spike growled at him, yellow eyes
flashing.
Willy gulped and faced the werewolf with the black
eye. Oz snarled at him. The bartender rolled his eyes
heavenwards and yelled at the pair. "You guys trashed
my place, damaged my stuff and made me close shop for
an hour to clean up. The loser has to pay up."
"He lost, he's paying." The pair pointed at each
other. Spike glared at Oz who simply shrugged.
"Fine. If none of you is paying, I'm calling up the
Slayer and then the whole group will know about this.
And let me tell you this, when a woman's pissed off,
she's not one to be trifled with, especially redheads.
They have a fiery temper. So, who's paying?" Willy
wriggled his finger and threatened both of them.
Both of them refused to say anything. Willy sighed.
"Look, you guys do some male bonding or something. I'm
going to throw this out. When I come back, I expect to
see the cash on the counter." Willy took the trash
bag and left the bar.
"I'm not giving up Red without a fight. And this time
it wouldn't be a frickin' draw." Spike said menacingly
to Oz, who hardly flinched.
"Willow and I are just friends."
"Because I'm not going out without a bloody…….what? I
thought you were getting back together"
"No."
"Really, mate? That means I was jealous over nothing."
"Yeah." Spike slapped Oz on his shoulder with glee. Oz
winced with pain but didn't say anything else. Then
there was an awkward silence.
"Hey, Wolf-boy, you think Red will be mad about this?"
"Yeah."
"I like seeing her mad. She's passionate when she's
angry. All the flashing green eyes and the pout. She
can pout better than Slutty."
"She's never been really mad at me before." Oz
admitted.
"You sure are missing a fireworks display, mate."
Spike grinned with a sparkle in his eyes.
Oz noticed the little goofy grin on the vampire's
face. Oz gave a little grin as he looked at Spike
talking about Willow. [It's obvious she makes him
happy.]
"So, you want to see fireworks? I say we make a run
for it." Spike suggested, an evil gleam in his blue
eyes. Spike stood up and swiped a bottle of brandy.
"Well, Wolf-boy, now we run. " Oz's jaw dropped as
Spike ran for the front door. He picked up his jaw
from the floor and followed Spike.
Willy stepped back into the bar. "Okay guys, who's……"
he trailed off as he faced the empty and quiet bar.
And there was no money on the counter.
"Argh………!!!!!!"
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" A girl has to kiss a lot of frogs to find her
prince. "
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Willow had gone back to her house after the talk with
Oz and getting some magick supplies. By the time she
had reached home, Spike had already left. She took a
shower quickly, not wanting to linger too long in the
bathroom where Spike had teased her. [If only Oz
hadn't interrupted us……]
Willow wasn't sure what game Spike was playing. [First
he thinks of Dru when he's with me. Then he ignores
me. Following that, he does the whole lick-me thing.
Then he gets angry at me because of Oz.]
The redhead gave a troubled sigh as she packed her
laptop into its carrier bag. [Maybe he's experiencing
a mid-life crisis?] Willow giggled at the ridiculous
notion. [Better yet, he's jealous over Oz.] Willow
gave a hysterical laugh. [Okay, Willow. No more coffee
at Starbucks. Willow, calm down. It's not that
impossible for him to get jealous over me, right?]
RING! RING!
[The phone.] Willow picked up the receiver. "Hello?"
"Willow, it's me, Buffy. Guess what, I just heard
something really funny."
"What is so funny?"
"You know Willy the snitch? He just called me up. He
got my phone number from the operator but that's not
the point. Guess what he told me."
"What did he tell you, Buffy?" Willow could hear her
giggling in the background.
"He told me ::giggle:: that Spike and Oz ::giggle::
had a fight in his bar. And that they ran off
::giggle:: without paying for the damages. Oz is not
back in town. That is so funny. That not the funniest
part yet. Guess who they were fighting over?
::giggle:: Willy told me that they were fighting over
* you *. ::loud laughing:: What a hoot! " Buffy
started laughing uncontrollably over the line.
"Oz * is * in town. He just came back today." Willow
said dryly after Buffy stopped laughing.
"Oh. But why would they be fighting over you?
::giggle:: No offense to you, Willow. But they must
be crazy! ::giggle:: We're talking about you here!
::laughing:: Helloo? Willow?"
Willow hung up the phone. She didn't need Buffy
laughing over her love life. It was not funny at all.
Willow was furious. She picked up the phone and dialed
Xander's number, knowing that Anya would be there as
well.
She had a werewolf and a vampire to find.
**************************************
"So tell me again what am I doing here?" Anya sighed
as they entered Willy's bar.
"To see me kick Spike's and Oz's…um…ass." Willow put
on her resolved-face, stomped over to the counter and
yelled for Willy, ignoring the patrons who were giving
her weird looks. As they waited for Willy to show, one
of the patrons sauntered over and whistled at them.
"So, you're the redhead that Spike and the werewolf
were fighting over. Man, she sure is hot stuff.
Whoo-hoo." The whole bar guffawed with laughter.
"And you're the guy whose about to get hit by a stool,
right about now." Willow used her magick, floated the
stool and dropped it on the man's head. The guy
slumped down to the floor while the bar erupted into
catcalls and more laughter.
Willy came out from behind the bar and stared at the
guy on the floor before looking up at the girls.
"Okay, young lady. Your suitors picked a fight at my
bar. You are paying for the damages."
"I'll pay if you give me Spike's address."
"Deal. So would that be cash or card?"
****************************************
Oz was sound asleep when he was felt somebody shaking
him violently. He rubbed his eyes, wincing when he
touched his swollen eye. He opened his eyes to see an
extremely furious Willow and the ex-demon girl in his
motel room.
"Willow? How did you get in here?"
"I hypnotized the receptionist into giving us your
room keys." Anya smirked while dangling the bunch of
keys.
"Oz, tell me, how did you get these bruises?" Willow
asked in a deceptively sweet voice, but her green eyes
showed her turbulent emotions clearly.
"I fell down the stairs." Oz lied with a straight face
but didn't look at Willow.
"If I were you, I wouldn't lie to her. She knows *
everything * and she's mad." Anya informed him, taking
pity on the poor guy.
"I……uh……had a fight with Spike. That's how I got the
bruise." Oz actually felt a bit afraid of Willow. He
had * never * seen her this furious before.
"I cannot believe that you guys were so immature
and……and…..uncivilized to….to fight over me!" Willow
shrieked at Oz. "You! You are supposed to be the
mature one even though he's older than you."
"I think it's sweet to have 2 gorgeous guys fighting
over me." Anya interrupted, earning a glare form
Willow.
"It's a bit difficult to think when someone goes for
your throat without any warning." Oz mumbled under his
breath.
"What did you say? Who started it first?" Willow
questioned him.
"Spike. But it was……" Willow left before he could
finish. He looked at Anya for help but she gave a
helpless shrug before running out to catch up with the
redhead.