Ficlet: Tuppenny Soul
Jun. 3rd, 2007 11:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
indriRated G. Written around the time of "Him", I think.
Sometimes, when Xander's out, Spike will run a cold bath. He'll lie in it with his knees bent over the end so that he can get his head flat against the bottom. He'll spend hours there, looking up at the whorled ceiling through the water. It's not as if he can drown.
For some reason, this is always when his mother decides to visit. She sits there, on the edge of the toilet seat, wearing her best mourning dress. She says, "We never expected this of you, William."
"Didn't you want to be a solicitor?" she asks him. "I can't see what this murdering business had to do with that."
Sometimes, when Xander's out, Spike will run a cold bath. He'll lie in it with his knees bent over the end so that he can get his head flat against the bottom. He'll spend hours there, looking up at the whorled ceiling through the water. It's not as if he can drown.
For some reason, this is always when his mother decides to visit. She sits there, on the edge of the toilet seat, wearing her best mourning dress. She says, "We never expected this of you, William."
"Didn't you want to be a solicitor?" she asks him. "I can't see what this murdering business had to do with that."
