Title: Science gone awry

Summary: Pretty fluffy. Gunn, Spike, Dawn and Buffy in Disneyworld post NFA

Rating: PG

A/N Written for Spikesheart for the friendship ficathon. Requirements/requests at the end.

 

 

“If I hear that bleeding song one more time I will seriously consider slaughtering a small world, maybe two,” Spike growled.

 

“Just one more time?” Dawn pleaded. She gave him her best puppy dog eyes and bat her eyelashes at him.

 

He fell like a stack of dominos, trudging off at her request toward the It’s A Small World ride again.

 

Gunn chuckled and smirked as they walked off. “All the hell he gives Angel, never figured him for the whipped puppy routine.”

 

Buffy rolled her eyes and sipped at her milkshake. “She’s had him wrapped around her finger for years. He used to baby sit her.”

 

Gunn laughed. “You’re kidding? Spike? The Big Bad? William the Bloody? A babysitter?”

 

“Yup. I had to be out there slaying and I needed someone watching her who could protect her. Spike just happened to fill the position. He had a chip so that he couldn’t even think about hurting her or his head would explode. Then later there was the soul,” Buffy explained. She finished her milkshake and pushed it away.

 

“Come on, let’s go shopping. I’ve got to get gifts for those of us too broody to come visit the happiest place on earth.” She stood up and grabbed Gunn, dragging him to his feet and into one of the many gift shops.

 

She picked up a black coffee cup with Cinderella’s castle on it in silver. There were garish slashes of color on the mug that represented fireworks and confetti. “Nothing says wish you were here like a tacky coffee mug. It’ll be perfect for Giles.”

 

Gunn grinned and shook his head. “Yeah, I’m sure Jeeves will appreciate that. “ He held up a pair of Mickey Mouse ears. “I thought maybe these for Angel.”

 

Buffy burst out laughing. “If you can get a picture of him in those I will kiss you.”

 

“You buy the bottle of Irish whiskey it will take to make him wear them and I’ll take the picture,” Gunn agreed as he bought the mouse ears.

 

Buffy bought the coffee mug along with a Wizard Mickey hat for Willow. Dawn and Spike were coming off the ride by the time they got back outside. Spike looked as if he had been brutally tortured for hours, which Buffy supposed was fairly accurate.

 

“Have fun?” She quipped.

 

Spike gave her a glare. “Shut it, Slayer.”

 

Buffy covered her mouth, damming her laughter. Dawn gave her a look filled with mirth. She hadn’t actually wanted to ride the ride six times. She’d just wanted to make Spike do it.

“So what’s next?” Dawn asked.

 

“Tower of Terror,” Gunn insisted.

 

“That’s another park, Brain boy,” Buffy informed him.

 

“Yeah and look at your pass, Blondie. I figured if he that broods a lot wouldn’t come with us, his credit card could pay for park hopper passes for us all,” Gunn said.

 

“Oooo, sneaky. I think I could learn a thing or two from you,” Dawn said sidling up to Gunn.

 

Buffy swatted her bag at her sister. “Get away from him. Do not teach her anything. She’s plenty sneaky as it is and my credit cards can not handle a trip to Disneyland or a Dawn shopping spree to Bloomingdales.”

 

Dawn pouted. “You are not bailing on the sister sponsored shopping trip you promised.”

 

“No. I’m not bailing. I’m just saying, it can’t become habit,” Buffy grumbled as they walked to the shuttle that would take them to the MGM Studio park.

 

 

*

 

 

Gunn bounded to the end of the line. Buffy wilted against Dawn.  “Again?” she asked resignedly. They’d ridden the Tower of Terror four times already.

 

“Yeah. Come on, Blondie, get with the program,” Gunn said.

 

“Gunn, have I mentioned that I have this fear of falling? Jumped from a great big tower one time. Died. It’s traumatizing. Besides, the rest of the ride reminds me of the Hyperion in a creepy way and I will never be able to use the elevator there again,” Buffy groused.

 

“What’s with the Tower of Terror obsession?” Dawn asked.

 

Gunn grinned and glanced at Spike who was currently paying for an overpriced soda just across the street. “I’ve always wondered if vampires can throw up. I figure enough times on that ride and he’ll be puking his guts up.”

 

Dawn grinned. “So it’s scientific research?”

 

Gunn nodded, a slow grin spreading across his face. “Yup.”

 

“Something I should probably participate in so that I can report it for the Watcher’s Council,” Dawn smiled.

 

Buffy laughed and shook her head. “You two go torment Spike. I am headed back to the hotel to have a massage courtesy of Angel Investigations.”

 

 

*

 

 

Buffy was laying face down on the bed when Dawn walked into their room.

 

“I’m guessing from your near catatonic state, the massage went good,” Dawn said as she slipped off her shoes and sat on the other bed.

 

“I don’t think I was this relaxed when I was dead,” Buffy mumbled.

 

“You’ll be happy to know that Gunn’s experiment worked. It was incredibly gross. There was blood and soda and ice cream everywhere,” Dawn recounted gleefully.

 

Buffy raised her head long enough to shoot her sister a dirty look. “And so many more details then I needed to know. How mad is Spike?”

 

“Livid. He turned colors. I didn’t think vamps could turn colors with the blood pressure and stuff. One of the ladies in the elevator with us went all ER. She was a nurse apparently. She wanted to take Spike’s blood pressure and have him sit down. It was exciting.”

 

Buffy sat up and leaned against the headboard. “And I bet it got a lot more exciting once she found Spike didn’t have any blood pressure.”

 

“I fainted, hit my head. It distracted everyone long enough for Spike to slink off,” Dawn said obviously proud of herself.

 

“Good for you,” Buffy said distractedly. “If the whole watcher thing doesn’t work out you can always not make your living on Broadway.”

 

There was a rap on the door. “Tell them no. I’m too relaxed for visitors,” Buffy groaned. “Unless it’s the masseuse. He can come back anytime.”

 

Dawn got up and opened the door to find Gunn standing in the hallway. She arched an eyebrow at him in askance.

 

“Spike wouldn’t let me in the room. There were threats. My insides were mentioned in the same sentence as garters.”

 

Dawn grinned and stepped aside, opening the door. “You can stay with us tonight. Buffy and I can sleep in one bed.”

 

Buffy made a face at Dawn. “You steal the covers.”

 

“And you hog the bed,” Dawn shot back.

 

Buffy grumbled. “See, this is where science gets you.”

 

 

 

 

Request: Spike, Buffy, Dawn and Gunn
Alternate request: Spike and Lorne
Prompts: Disneyworld, post NFA AtS (Gunn survived, so did Spike), It's A Small World theme song and ride, Mickey Mouse ears. And remember, it's the Happiest Place On Earth - no real angst, please. Happy ending
Please do NOT include: Riley, character death/bashing