Cold Cocked

Author: Drake Tepes <daemondrake[at]charter.net>

Author: Bastard Snow <swtrilman[at]yahoo.com>

From the twisted minds of: Drake "Yer Goat Sure Is Purty" Tepes and Bastard "Yellow, And Just A Touch Of Brown" Snow comes the epic drabble... Cold Cocked!

Cold Cocked is the story of how one man, on a journey of discovery, discovers something. The something that was discovered in the discovery has dual meaning to those involved. This epic drabble was born of odd circumstance. When a sober dieter spoke with a slightly drunk birthday boy and told a bad joke. From bad joke springs this. Please enjoy this Purty Yellow Goat Snow production: Keep on the look out for future Purty Yellow Goat Snow productions, such as the sequel to the hit "An Odd Day In LA" trilogy, where the intrepid heros visit Star's Hollow*. (*fic currently in production)

Summary: One writer needs alcohol the other needs less.

Spoilers: Spoiled? This thing is damn rotten.

Warnings: For the love of all that is holy, don't read this. Oh, rated R.

Author's Notes: This is what comes from being sober on a diet and telling bad jokes to someone who is still a bit drunk from their birthday.

Author's Notes 2: Did we mention alcohol was involved?

Feedback: Please, yes, let us know if this was funny to anyone else who wasn't drunk or wishing they were.


Chapter 1

Xander was walking through the cemetary determinedly. Dawn was at home and wanted to know where Buffy was and he was sent to go find her. Unfortunately he knew right where to look. Spike's crypt.

He'd known that they had been going at it for some time now and it twisted his stomach. It wasn't jealousy so much as the pure ick factor. He assumes they must have bonded over bleaching tips.

Xander got to the crypt just as Spike left, not even sparing Xander a backwards glance as he lit up a cigarette and sighed aloud "Cor, that felt good."

With a shudder Xander walked in to the crypt to find Buffy sprawled out on Spike's bed. He couldn't really tell if they'd been fighting or having sex, such was the destruction in the place. As Xander looked at her, a phrase came to mind. Either way, it worked.

The End