"SPIKE!" Angel bellowed. Spike, clad only in his jeans, jumped back away from the bed and the pillows that he was covering with chocolate kisses in anticipation of Willow's return.
"What?!?" Spike growled back at his sire. He was *not* in the mood to deal with Angel at the moment. He just wanted his redhead to get back from the shower so that they could pick up where they left off. He was getting antsy and anxious due to her prolonged absence. < Damn, that girl takes long showers! And what the hell is *he* doing here? >
In less than two seconds, Angel was across the room and had Spike pinned to the wall, his hands around Spike's neck in a deathgrip.
'YOU FUCKED HER!" Angel pulled Spike forward slightly, only to smash him back into the wall as a punctuation to his statement.
"YOU FUCKED WILLOW!" *Slam*
"WILLOW!!!!" *Slam*
"YOU BASTARD!!!!" *Slam*
"HOW" *Slam*
"DARE" *Slam*
"YOU!!!!" *Slam*
"I'LL" *Slam*
"KILL" *Slam*
"YOU!!!!" *Slam* *Slam* *Slam*
Spike had just about enough of this. He brought his arms up, breaking Angel's grip on his throat and punched Angel in the face, hard enough that Angel was knocked a few paces back.
As Angel struggled to recover his balance, Spike had a chance to take in his appearance. His sire was wearing only a robe and his hair was wet. Quickly figuring out what that had to mean, Spike growled low in his throat as he lunged at Angel.
"MINE! SHE'S MINE!" Spike growled as he went at Angel, game face firmly in place, trying to rip out his sire's throat for daring to touch *his* redhead.
Angel's game face also made an appearance as he grabbed at Spike again. "MINE!" He growled back, staking his own claim as he punched Spike hard in the stomach.
"MINE!" came a shout from the doorway.
The vampires looked at the source of the shout and found a *very* livid Willow standing in the doorway, her arms crossed in front of her and fury in her eyes.
After insuring that she had their attention, Willow strode briskly into the room and pushed the vampires away from eachother. She had been awakened by their fighting, and she was tired and cranky and very pissed off by the fact that both vampires seemed to believe that they owned her.
Angel and Spike moved forward, intent on pulling Willow out of the way so that they could get back to the business of killing their rival. Willow's eyes blazed red and both vampires found themselves unable to move.
"How dare you?!?!" she hissed at them. "I don't belong to either of you! Where do you get off, trying to claim possession of me?" She glared over at Angel. "We're not married! Hell, we're not even a couple!" Spike started to snicker as Angel wilted under the harsh words of the petite redhead. His laughter died quickly in his throat as Willow turned her glare on him, "And you! You're no better than him! In fact you're worse! We don't even *have* a relationship! At least Angel and I were friends! So BACK OFF!"
Willow turned on her heel and stormed out of the room, leaving two very perplexed vampires stuck to the floor behind her.