The Next Morning

[insanedrusilla]

I woke up next to my Spike that night. The stars where singing to me again. Oh how I loved to hear the sounds of their singing

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[railroad_spike]

I lookd at her, smiling and grinning, but then, it occurred to me that she might be having a specific vision.

"Are you having a vision my dark goddess? Does it have to do with the slayer?"

I looked at her, intent, hoping that she was, hoping that it was about the slayer and maybe some sodding spell that would have her weakened like a scared baroness like on Halloween.

Either that, or I was hoping that it was about the slayer jabbing a stake into Angelus' heart.

"By all means, my wicked plum, we can go out tonight. Just would like to know if you have bloody seen something.

[insanedrusilla]

I just smiled. The Stars were not clear as they usually are. So what could I tell him. I closed my eyes hoping that something would come to me.

Then I opened my eyes. Darn. No visions. I looked at Miss Edith.
"I don't think it has nothing to do with the Slayer." I said frowning abit.

"The visions are fuzzy again, My love. I'm losing a nerve." I cried out. I Threw Miss Edith down on the bed. "It's her fault!" I yelled.

[railroad_spike]

"There, there, pet, there's no reason to fret. We can still go out and paint the town red, maybe take a nice couple, show them a wonderful time, get them excited and then bring out their fear, pull out their entrails after draining them and hang them on the slayers door."

I picked her up and twirled her around, looking at her beautifully captivating eyes.

"We can still play, my pet. The stars will align themselves for you again."

I loved it when she got mad. Well, yeah, loved the bird all of the time. She was my serenity, my savior.

[insanedrusilla]

I was so happy once again in my sweets arms. The stars still were singing making mad. What are they saying? Are they warning me of danger. No Couldn't be. They would be singing a sadder song.

"They better align. I hate it when they make no sense." I said pouting.

Though I could not hide it, We were going out and going to make trouble. Maybe that's what the stars were trying to say. Well for once they are not clear.