A Weird Dream

Hello, luv. And what would you be doing here?
I’m not sure, Spike. Maybe you could tell me?
What the bloody hell did you do? I sure as hell didn’t do anything!
I just… oh, shit… the spell!
The spell? Cor, Red, what did you do this time?
I… I just tried…
Tried to WHAT? See what I was dreaming? …why?
I dunno.
Can you get yourself OUT of my dream, Red?
How do you know it’s not MY dream? Gotcha there, didn’t I?
Why would ANGEL be in your dream?
Hello. Where are we?
I don’t know, why would Angel be in your dreams?
What’s going on?
We don’t know that, peaches. Now shut up and let us finish deciding so Red can get us out of this.
Maybe Angel knows what happened.
Maybe Angel doesn’t.
Let’s ask Angel that before we go deciding what he does and doesn’t know. Angel, do you know why we’re stuck in Spike’s dream?
How do we know it’s Spike’s dream? How do you know I’m not dreaming the both of you?
Because you weren’t here for the beginning of the dream. That was only Red and I.
Yeah, and why is Buffy here?
Buffy and I were over there…talking.
Hi, Will. Spike. Why are you in my dream?
Okay, whose dream is this if none of us knows? This is getting ANNOYING. I don’t fancy sticking around here all night. I’ve got better things to dream about that don't include peaches, here.
Maybe this is like that thing Angel and I had that one time. With the shared dreams. That was pretty freaky. I swear Joss has a death wish for Angel.
Who’s Joss?
Now that you mention it, I have no idea.
Bloody hell. I’m stuck here with the Slayer and her nancyboy. Red, can we go back to our argument somewhere else?
It depends what you’re planning to do with my body once you’ve drained it of my blood.
I wasn’t going to kill you, luv.
Oh, okay then.
Will… be careful.
I will.
That’s disgusting.
Well… I have no way of explaining that so I’m just going to kiss you.
Sounds good to me.

Spike awoke with a start feeling warm arms around his body. He smiled as he remembered the events of the night before.
“Mmm… Morning, Spike.” The redhead at his side said sleepily, her eyes barely open.
“Morning, luv.”
“I had a really weird dream.” Spike kissed Willow’s forehead gently in response.
“So did I, Red, so did I.”

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