Buffy might've poked fun at his lack of tan, but it wasn't as if he avoided the sunlight entirely. He enjoyed it, no matter how much he still felt he belonged to the darkness, and that morning, he was outside, repairing what was soon to become a leak in his roof.
He wore a pair of dark blue jeans, instead of his normal black, and by the time he'd climbed down for a drink of water, he'd discarded his t-shirt. Wiping the back of one hand across his mouth, he turned to see her coming down the path, practically skipping.
"What's got you so bloody chipper?" he asked, amusement heavy in his voice, "Don't tell me... A taco truck appeared out of nowhere on the boardwalk, last night?"
"Better," she replies, and she's about to start going on about the portal, about how there may be some island intervention, but that there's actual qualitative research on leaving that yielded actual- albeit disastrous- results, when she actually takes in the scene.
"...but first you've gotta tell me that you're not crazy body-switched Spike somehow."
Former creature of the night out of black and shirtless? It's a distinct possibility that there are body switch shenanigans going on.
"If I was, do you think I'd up and tell you right off?" Spike pointed out, his brow arched, "Put a bit of a damper on all that evil scheming, eh?"
Reaching for his t-shirt where it had fallen in the dirt, he shook the sand out of it and pulled it on over his head. "Human body, human sweat-glands, love. We can't suffer every day for the sake of fashion, now can we?"
"So did I just stumble on Spike Fashion Break Day?" Fred asks, teasing, because for as long as she's known him, she can't really think of another time that she saw him in something other than black. Except for a fuzzy scarf sometime last winter.
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He wore a pair of dark blue jeans, instead of his normal black, and by the time he'd climbed down for a drink of water, he'd discarded his t-shirt. Wiping the back of one hand across his mouth, he turned to see her coming down the path, practically skipping.
"What's got you so bloody chipper?" he asked, amusement heavy in his voice, "Don't tell me... A taco truck appeared out of nowhere on the boardwalk, last night?"
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"...but first you've gotta tell me that you're not crazy body-switched Spike somehow."
Former creature of the night out of black and shirtless? It's a distinct possibility that there are body switch shenanigans going on.
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Reaching for his t-shirt where it had fallen in the dirt, he shook the sand out of it and pulled it on over his head. "Human body, human sweat-glands, love. We can't suffer every day for the sake of fashion, now can we?"
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"I completely forgot to bring a present."
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