Babycakes; Spike/Unknown; PG
Title: Babycakes
Characters/Pairing: Spike/Open to your imagination
Word Count: 200-ish
Prompt: #07 - babycakes
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Summary: Dialogue-only fic. Spike has a conversation with a special lady in his life.
Disclaimer: Flashpoint belongs to its creators. I am simply borrowing the characters for the time being. I am making zero $$$ for this nonsense.
Babycakes
"Screwdriver?"
"Screwdriver."
"No, not the flat-head. I need the Phillips-head."
"Oh, sorry."
"No problem... Okay, here, help me hold this part."
"Okay."
"Good, now grab that piece over there, and slot it in here."
"Here it is. You'd better do it; you're the expert builder."
"Yes, I am. But I want you to learn, too. What if something happens to me? Then who would you get to fix things?"
"Oh, I dunno. But I bet Wordy is pretty handy with tools."
"Wordy! Wordy may be strong, and yeah, maybe he does some handy-man jobs on the side, but he's got nothing on me! A job like this requires finesse; a gentle touch."
"Hmmm, yes, I can see that."
"What, you don't believe me?"
"Oh, I believe you."
"Only the best for my Babycakes!"
"You're not seriously going to keep calling her that, are you?"
"Why not?"
"Well, it's what you call that stupid robot at work, isn't it?"
"I use that term of endearment for all the ladies in my life. And when our baby girl arrives, she's got to know that Daddy put this crib together with loving, careful hands."
"Wait a minute...you never called me 'Babycakes'."
"Of course not."
"I thought you said you use that name for all the ladies in your life."
"Well, that's because you're more than just a 'lady' in my life; you're the love of my life, and 'Babycakes' doesn't even begin to cover it."
Characters/Pairing: Spike/Open to your imagination
Word Count: 200-ish
Prompt: #07 - babycakes
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Summary: Dialogue-only fic. Spike has a conversation with a special lady in his life.
Disclaimer: Flashpoint belongs to its creators. I am simply borrowing the characters for the time being. I am making zero $$$ for this nonsense.
Babycakes
"Screwdriver?"
"Screwdriver."
"No, not the flat-head. I need the Phillips-head."
"Oh, sorry."
"No problem... Okay, here, help me hold this part."
"Okay."
"Good, now grab that piece over there, and slot it in here."
"Here it is. You'd better do it; you're the expert builder."
"Yes, I am. But I want you to learn, too. What if something happens to me? Then who would you get to fix things?"
"Oh, I dunno. But I bet Wordy is pretty handy with tools."
"Wordy! Wordy may be strong, and yeah, maybe he does some handy-man jobs on the side, but he's got nothing on me! A job like this requires finesse; a gentle touch."
"Hmmm, yes, I can see that."
"What, you don't believe me?"
"Oh, I believe you."
"Only the best for my Babycakes!"
"You're not seriously going to keep calling her that, are you?"
"Why not?"
"Well, it's what you call that stupid robot at work, isn't it?"
"I use that term of endearment for all the ladies in my life. And when our baby girl arrives, she's got to know that Daddy put this crib together with loving, careful hands."
"Wait a minute...you never called me 'Babycakes'."
"Of course not."
"I thought you said you use that name for all the ladies in your life."
"Well, that's because you're more than just a 'lady' in my life; you're the love of my life, and 'Babycakes' doesn't even begin to cover it."