Tough Cookie

"Ice cream!" Lizzy whined and banged her fists against the table.




"Lizzy, I've told you! Finish your dinner or no ice cream."




The little girl frowned and pushed her plate away.




"Spike!" Buffy yelled to the living room. "A little help here, please!"





"Bloody hell!" Spike muttered as he walked to the kitchen. "Can't a man crash on his couch for 5 minutes?"




"She hadn't touched her food and she wants ice cream." Buffy turned to look at him.




"Lizzy," Spike set next to his child. "You don't like what mommy made you?" Spike took her plate and looked at it.




"It's gross." Lizzy mumbled.




"It's… something," Spike raised a brow at the unidentified mash on the plate.




'*G* thanks for your help', Buffy took the plate from his hand. "Why don't you go watch t.v or something?" She turned her back at him.




"C'mon luv, you can't expect her to want to eat that… Whatever that is."




"Vegetables, Spike! She played with her fork!" Buffy threw the plate to the sink.




Spike got up from his chair and put his arms around Buffy's waist.




"Relax baby, you're too tense," he murmured.




"I can't control her Spike, she's got a mind of her own. And she's only five!"




"Well, she's like her mum." Spike kissed the back of Buffy's neck and added, "You're going the wrong way about this luv. You don't need to control her."




"Yeah," Buffy sneered. "So tell me mister wise guy, what should I do with the monster we've created?"




"First of all, 'fruit of our love' sounds better," Spike grinned. "And all she need is tough love."




"Tough love?" Buffy raised a brow.




"It worked for you if I recall correctly."




"That's before or after I skipped town?" Buffy smirked.




"Go on now," Spike turned her to face the living room. "I'll handle this."




"Alright," Buffy said wearily. "Knock your self out." 'I could use a nap', she thought.




Five minutes later, little Lizzy came running to the living room and started crying on her mother's lap.





"Daddy's a big meany!" The little girl said between sobs.




"Bloody hell!" Spike came out limping.




"What happened?" Buffy watched him nursing his leg.




"She stepped on my bloody toe and kicked my ankle!" He growled.




Buffy giggled.



Spike narrowed his eyes at her.




"Told you," Buffy said more seriously and turned to the girl on her lap. "Go to your room Liz, I'll be there in a minute."




The little blond girl wiped her face with her shirt and turned to her room.




"Tough love, huh?" Buffy glared at her husband.




"What?" Spike shrugged. "It takes time."




"Good luck," Buffy rested her head on the couch and closed her eyes.




"Not gonna check on the bit?" Sshe heard Spike asking quietly.




"Five more minutes," she mumbled before drifting to sleep.




Spike watched her and smiled.




The End.



A/N- i know it's not much but i thought i'd share it anyway, hope you liked it...