Date Night

By Inell

Title: Date Night
Author: Inell
Email: [email protected]
Disclaimer: Joss owns them all
Distribution: Usual suspects
Rating: R
Feedback: Please. I am so in need of some cheering up!
Notes: A very, extremely silly story. I needed a laugh.
 

DATE NIGHT (1/1)
 

Willow looked around the bar then looked at Spike.
 

"It's a bar."
 

"Yep. Isn't it bleeding marvelous?"
 

She rolled her eyes. This was how he wanted to spend their five month
anniversary? At a bar. She looked around. "Spike, why are their only
men
in here?"
 

"Wouldn't know pet. Some of the boys said it was a good place to drink
and unwind. Let's get a table."
 

Willow followed him and sat down. She ordered a soda. He ordered a
bottle of tequila.
 

"Spike, please don't get drunk."
 

"I don't get drunk luv." he said smiling at her.
 

She sighed. It was going to be a long night. She heard a noise and
glanced at the stage. A man got up and began singing an old Supreme's
song. Karaoke. Great. She got to spend her anniversary listening to
people sing terribly to other people's songs. She sipped her soda as
Spike drank down the bottle.
 

Two Hours Later.
 

Willow laughed in delight as Spike started another song. She couldn't
wait until the morning. He was going to die. Not only had he brought
her
to a gay bar (that had taken her awhile to figure out) but he had spent
half an hour serenading her with everything from the Spice Girls to
Britney Spears to his current group, The Village People. She laughed
until tears ran down her face as he belted out Macho Man to the
audience. The men started chanting 'Take it off...Take it off'. He
glanced at Willow and smirked. Winking, he started to strip to the
song.
She shook her head. She couldn't wait to tell the others about this.

"I want to be a Macho Man" He finished, unfastening his jeans.
Startled,
she stood. He never wore anything underneath his pants.
 

She covered her eyes as his long, hard cock came into view. She heard
several sighs around her. Groaning, she decided that it had been
enough.
Time to go home. She went to the stage and got him to put down the
mike.
The audience booed her as she got him dressed and took him home. He was
still humming Macho Man.
 

The Next Morning.
 

Spike woke up groaning. His head was killing him. He couldn't remember
getting home. He looked for Willow, but she wasn't there. He heard
noises in the kitchen.
 

"Luv...what happened last night?" he asked, his hair dishevelled.
 

She looked at him and smiled innocently. "You don't remember?"
 

"Why do I not like that look on your face?" he said, sitting down.
 

She laughed. "It was a great anniversary Spike. Trust me, I won't be
forgetting for a long time...as I'm sure the rest of the bar
won't....."
 

"Blood hell, what did I do?"
 

She didn't reply. She just started humming the tune Macho Man. His
mouth
fell open in shock as he remembered it all.
 

"Well, pet. I did tell you, never a dull moment"
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