Prompt #101-Entice-True Evil-spiceblueeyes-Buffy the Vampire Slayer

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Title: True Evil 
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Prompt: 101- Entice
Warnings: none
Rating: G
Summary: Spike teaches Xander a lesson about evil.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything and I don't make any money.

This is my first time doing this, so if I've done something wrong just let me know.
Here goes nothing!

“Doesn’t that look good?” There he goes again, Spike thought. Xander had stopped walking in order to stare into the window display of the Ye Olde Bakery. He did this every bloody time they walked down this street, and frankly, Spike was sick of it. Yeah, the chocolate cheesecake that the whelp was currently making cow-eyes at did look pretty good. It was made with the good kind of chocolate, and was rich in all the best ways. However, that didn’t make it good enough to sodding pine after it.

Xander’s girlfriend Anya had stated, in front of witnesses, that she thought Xander was getting fatter. Mortified, the human had immediately put himself on a diet, but was practically lusting after all the foods he could no longer eat, in particular this cheesecake.

“Yeah, it’s as enticing as hell, can we go now?” Spike ground out impatiently. He was eager to start patrolling the cemeteries as he was in a foul mood today, and a spot of violence always cheered him right up.

“Heaven spike, enticing as heaven, pure ambrosia belongs with the gods, and that, my friend, is ambrosia in its purest form.”  Xander always got this way around chocolate, completely bloody unreasonable, you didn’t see Spike wax poetical about his latest bag of AB positive, no sir. Poncy thing to do anyway, wax poetic, Spike had given up any poetic leanings he may have had long ago, much to the relief of Darla and Angelus. Dru hadn’t cared one way or another, too busy listening to the bloody stars to hear him recite her praises in iambic pentameter. And no, he wasn’t bitter about it, not one sodding bit.

“We’re not friends Harris” Spike growled. “You’re a White Hat, and I’m evil,” he gestured with his hand at Xander and then himself to help illustrate his point, “not friends.”

Only glancing at Spike, Xander replied, “yeah, whatever Bleachboy, you’re as evil as my Aunt Edna’s cat, and at least the cat has claws.”

Spike stared at Xander, completely gobsmacked. So that’s what the whelp thought of him? Someone needed a reminder of just how evil Spike really was. “There’s more to bein’ evil than violence, pet.” He threw the comment back over his shoulder as he opened the door to the bakery, not really caring if he was heard or not since he was about to demonstrate the concept.

Leaving Xander outside, still looking through the window, he walked up to the counter and smiled at the pretty blond cashier. As soon as she saw Spike her body language changer from bored-out-of-my-mind to wow-he’s-hot-and-I’m-interested. “Hi, can I help you?”

“I dunno luv,” Spike poured on the charm, “I noticed that you seem to be burdened with one last piece of chocolate cheesecake and I was thinkin’ I could maybe take it off your hands.” Spike flashed her his famous half smile-half leer that had lured many a victim into dark alleys. The girl behind the counter giggled. Within five minutes Spike had obtained the cheesecake and sat down in a booth, within view of both Xander, who was still watching through the window with a dumbstruck look on his face, and the girl who’d sold him his chocolate treat. He was a little worried that Xander might just steal the cake away, but he didn’t think the whelp would risk it in front of the girl.

Settling into his seat, Spike smirked at Xander through the glass. Making an exaggerated show of putting his napkin in his lap and lifting his fork, he gazed down at the dessert with hunger in his eyes. Just because he didn’t worship chocolate like the boy did, didn’t mean he didn’t enjoy it. In fact, he still enjoyed most human food, despite the fact that given his vampire status, only blood nourished him. He slid the fork into the cheesecake about a half of an inch from the tip, going all the way to the plate beneath. Carefully removing the tip of the triangle he lifted it to his mouth. Looking back at Xander, still outside, he licked his lips. The boy was staring at him with so much anger, his fists clenched as if ready to hit Spike, but with a whole café full of witnesses, Spike didn’t think he would do it. Wrapping his lips around the bite on his fork, he slowly pulled the chocolate into his mouth. Closing his eyes in overstated pleasure, he savored the taste. When he finally swallowed, his reopened eyes alit on an incensed Xander who now had both fists up, pressing into the window. Spike continued to eat, taunting Xander as he finished off half of the piece in a slow and deliberate manner, making a show out of enjoying it.

When he noticed that he had exactly half of the, admittedly delicious, dessert left, he made sure that Xander saw him remove the napkin from his lap and stand up. Picking up the plate and fork, he walked over towards the exit, angling his body in the boy’s direction. Only the fact that he was watching closely allowed him to see the glimmer of hope in Xander’s eyes as he approached with the dessert. To his credit, the boy tried valiantly to hide it, but Spike was more perceptive than people gave him credit for, and he could see through the amateur attempts the boy made to disguise his feelings. He was hoping that Spike had decided to share. Inwardly Spike snorted with amusement.

Almost at the door now, Spike veered sharply left, coming to a stop directly in front of a trash can. A look of shock and horror overcame Xander’s face as Spike carefully scraped the remaining half of the dessert into the trash.

This would teach the Whelp. Evil was more than just eating people, opening the hellmouth, and taking over the world. Many people didn’t understand that, but Spike was confident that Xander had now thoroughly learned that lesson.

Comments

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Thank you so much! I was really nervous to post my stuff, but so far all the response have been good.

And yes, I think Xander learned an important life lesson here. Who says fan fics can't be fun and educational?

*grins*