"Spike doesn't play with the other puppies anymore."

[railroadspike]

"What's the sodded point, anyhow," I muttered to myself, staring out into the mist laden street down which I walked, right down the middle where they painted those pretty yellow lines. I pulled a drag off my cigarette and blew a long puff of black smoke. My voice turned sarcastic with energy. "Let's save the world, Spike! C'mon, it'll be fun! Pff.

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[clumsy_safi]

My hands were idling drumming to the beat of the song being played on the radio. Whoo, did this vampire had the hook-up when it came to surround sound in a car.. I was ridin' in the HIGH STYLE. Well, sorta.. inside at least. "'Cause I'm just a little girl you seee!" I sang to the vocals, bobbing my head back and forth to the rhythm. Let's get the jig on!

I closed my eyes for only a second since I've been driving for what it seemed like hours.. and god did I need some sleep. Something woke me up reeeal quick though..

BAM!!

"ACK!!" I screamed out loud as I pushed onto the brake pedal when I saw the body tumble over upon the hood of my car then back down on the street. What the hell?! WHAT.. THE... HELL?! I just ran over someone! GREAT SAFI, great job on accomplishing KILLING someone in only the first few hours of being ON YOUR OWN. But.. REALLY, who in their right mind will be out in the middle of the road this time of night

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It was about now that I came to the sudden realization that, hey, vampires cannot fly. In mere moments I was tumblin' balls over butt across a hood, windshield, roof, trunk, and finally found the road again. I laid there for a moment, trying to figure out just what the buggered hell happened before realization sank into my dizzy head.

I just bloody got run over! I painfully turned my head to look at the red tail lights of the car and saw the emblem. Run over by a BMW. Hm. How many ways can a man say 'insult to injury'?

"So," I said to myself, tightening my lips and staring at the car in an 'it figures' expression, "this is what eternal torment is like, is it?" I asked, reflecting on everything that'd been going through my mind previous to going from Spike the superhero to Spike the hood ornament.

"Are.. you.. okay?"

And the award for dumbest question of the year goes to the driver. "Bleedin' genius! You just hit me with a car," I answered in a half groaned tone while pushing myself to my feet. "Would you be okay?" I brushed myself

[clumsy_safi]

I blinked when I saw the stranger rise up without even a broken bone in his body. What..? How the heck did he get out of that without even a bruise on him.. I was driving at least 60mph! That wasn't the only thing.. his hair, it glowed and those cheekbones was enough to kill someone.. but his look and the outfit -- he was a pretty good looking guy.

Okay.. why am I examining the person I just ran over?

"Bleedin' genius! You just hit me with a car. Would you be okay?"

"Uh.. well, I guess not," I answered rather sheepishly, my hand raising to rub the back of my neck as nervousness began to consume my sense. Is he gonna call the cops? Does he have internal bleeding he doesn't know of? Oh god.. what DO you do in a situation like this?! "...."

I wish Mr. Brown was here..

"I have a great idea, this time I get to drive, you can play the part of the lonely pedestrian and I'll run you down! Then you can find the answer to your own sodding stupid question."

Now hold on just a minute! Okay, maybe he has the right to be a tad pissed at me,

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"I said I was sorry! What do you want me to do? You were standing right in the middle of the road! Who DOES that this time of night?!"

I lowered my head and turned my eyes to the side vaguely, holding up a single, corrective finger. "No, in fact you said 'are you okay' which," I chuckled purposefully, resettling my posture to look at her directly again, "doesn't remarkably sound like an apology." Pleasant smile. "Far as what I want you to do?" .... eheh. No, bad Spike.

"Look.. do you want money? I got money.. but.. I don't have much."

Had I canine ears they'd have perked up high right about now, though my raised brows acheived this appropriately.

"Here .. is that better?"I looked down at the cash that was stuffed into my palm and returned my expression to one of normalcy. "Oh, absolutely," I drolled, my voice dripping with sarcasm, "my pain and anguish is miraculously cured by this whole one hundred dollars." I reached forward and put the cash back in the nearest coat pocket belonging to the girl. I wanted the money but something

[railroadspike]

"Apparently not. ".. you don't nearly have the package to be flaunting around."

Hey! No reason to get personal! "PFfuh!" I chorted insultedly and looked at her. "I'll have you know, missy, that this package has done more than its share above and beyond the call of duty! That's right! There hasn't been a complaint one yet from any maiden who's had the pleasure of sharin' it! Well," I nodded and stammered a little, trying to solidify my defense, "that's.. y'know, still.." alive? ".. viable."

The look on her face and the silence ensued was enough to tell me that the remark about her mum and dad had probably struck a deeper nerve than I'd intended it to for whatever reason. Then that dirty li'l beast called my conscience kicked in and brought its friend guilt with it. Yep, good ol' me, pushing the envelope 'til it tears.

"Do you WANT me to throw you out, Willy?! Not sure you'd like that when we got a storm building RIGHT above us. But hey.. if rain and lightning is your thing, by all means.. please tell me.""... sorry, mate," I

[clumsy_safi]

"I'll have you know, missy, that this package has done more than its share above and beyond the call of duty! That's right! There hasn't been a complaint one yet from any maiden who's had the pleasure of sharin' it! Well, that's.. y'know, still.. viable."

I rolled my eyes again when I listened to him. I seem to do that a lot when he's around -- had the pleasure, yeah.. whatever. Of course, what would little Safi know about that area? I never even KISSED a boy in my life because I was always busy training. Not like I'm EVER going to say that.. yeah, last thing I would want to get out in the open with this guy. "Whatever you said," I said, my sarcasm never leaving the tone in my voice, ".. I just have seen better."

Why was I talking about this with him? Can we just drop the conversation about penises and his sex life here? I sighed and just stayed quiet. Rather not have us going at it again but I had to admit, insulting him was fun. It was him insulting me that made it not so very enjoyable.

"... sorry, mate."What? Huh? I turned my

[railroadspike]

"Did I hear what I think you just said? I think I did! ... is the world about to end?"

'Yours is if you don't shut the sodding hell up,' I thought to myself, my eyes lifted skyward while she drolled on about it. Yeh, I knew she'd send that my way. Girl her type couldn't resist to try and throw some sort of verbal leash around the neck of a bloke like me. And why?

She liked me. Yep, ahh. I could tell.

"It's fine. ".. I get it all the time. Anyway, we're staying at that town ahead for the night. I'm not driving in a storm."

I looked out the windshield in front of me and read the upcoming road sign to see which town she was speaking of. 'Oxnard, 1 1/4 mile'. Bloody... "Are we heading to L.A.?!" I asked, knitting my brows together thoughtfully. I don't want to go to L.A.! I just bloody came from L.A.! My eyes shifted toward her. "Seekin' a trip to sodding Disneland, are we? I'm partial to Universal Studios m'self." Nothing wrong with casual chat, is there? I smiled and looked down at my hands a moment before returning my gaze, stating

[clumsy_safi]

William was there rolling his eyes away and I just continued to keep my silence. I just had to hold off until we got to the motel but I was beginning to feel my tummy rumble. Damn it. I was hungry. What exactly is open at this hour? I licked my lips and began thinking until his sudden outburst interrupted my thoughts.. he just doesn't stop talking, does he?

"Are we heading to L.A.?! Seekin' a trip to sodding Disneland, are we? I'm partial to Universal Studios m'self."

I blinked and looked over his way, looking back ahead as I shook my head. "I don't know where we're going," I answered bluntly, ".. err, I mean.. where I'm going." I breathed in deeply, the familiarity and surroundings of California hitting me like a brick. Where I grew up and was raised before Mr. Brown took me -- well, not here.. but it's not too far away. Wonder what my parents are doing right now. "And no.. we're not going there. I.. can't go back."

Couldn't do it.

We were beginning to pull into town. The place wasn't too big and wasn't too small.. it was just