Title: "Pretty Poser"
Author: Hecate
Fandom: BtVs/AtS
Rating: PG 13
Pairing, Character: Buffy, Faith
Summary: Out of the coma. Out of the bed, the hospital. Out of my body.
Disclaimer: Not mine. No money made.
Note: Unbetaed

Finally.

I´m out of this fucking nightmare.

Out of the coma.

Out of the bed, the hospital.

Out of my body.

Yeah, I´m back…And I´ll make them pay. But first, first I dance. I´m free to do so. And the best thing the Scoopy Gang thinks I´m their little saint Buffy. God, that´s so hilarious. It was really hard not to laugh into their faces. Well, or to gut Red.

Heh, I really would like to see Gile´s face when he sees his precious Buffy kill her best friend. Now that would be interesting. Not that I will do it, though.

I need this body, her body to go free. If I kill Red the police will hunt her, me down. And I´m so not into a wild goose chase with the fucking Sunnydale Police. Not that these dumb idiots would get me. Never.

Fuck, this music is good. I could dance all night. Maybe I gonna do just that. Yeah. And screw a guy. Or two…But first I need a drink and then I get a guy…Hey, fucking with B´s body, that´s thekick.

“Oh’ Hey, where did this hottie come from? Hmm, I should safe the drink for later. Sexy cheekbones. “Oh, you!’ Hmm, British…And knows B “And you.’ Who the hell is this guy. Wonder if B fucks him…Nah, she has the college boy, she would never screw another guy. Because it´s wrong. God,what a loser.

“What? Are you keeping tabs on me? You're gonna give me a hard time now?’ Hey, someone who can´t stand the princess. That´s my guy. ’Uhm,do I usually give you a hard time?’ What did B do to that guy?

“Very funny. Well, you don't have to worry about me drinking. Unless you're here to protect innocent beers.’ Vampire. He´s a fucking vampire. And B knows him and hasn´t killed him yet. God, Brooding Boy the Second. Way to go B. Ow, he is going. Nah, I could have fun with him. “You're a vampire.“

Faith, that was a dumb statement. Gosh, what´s up with you girl, coma getting to you? “Was. And as soon as I get this chip out of my head, I'll be vampire again. But until then, I'm just as helpless as a kitten up a tree. So why don't you sod off?’ Chip? They put a chip in him? God, I could laugh my ass off right here and now. But if he wants me to go…No, he doesn´t…’Okay.’ Doesn´t mean that I stay…

“Oh, fine! Throw it in my face!’ I knew it. God, that´s funny. “Spike's not a threat anymore, I'll turn my back! He can't hurt me.’ Oh, wait Spike! “Spike?

Spike. William the Bloody with a chip in his head. I kind of love this town.’ And I gonna double over a roll on the floor in a minute. That´s freaking cool.

I feel like stick my tongue out and sing ‘ Spike is a loser, Spike is a loser…´

“You know why I really hate you, Summers?’ Oops. Now he´s angry…Poor little kitten doesn´t like to be taunted. Ow… But I guess I can answer his question. “Cause I'm a stuck-up tight-ass with no sense of fun?“ Fuck, the look on his face. This is getting even better. “Yeah, that covers a lot of it.’

Nah, I´m not done Spikey. “Cause I could do anything I want, and instead I choose to pout and whine and feel the burden of Slayerness? I mean, I could be rich. I could be famous. I could have anything. Anyone.’ And I could. She could. But remember, it´s B we´re talking about. Fucking angel from the heaven. No, wait. She fucked Angel, she isn´t one herself. Hey, I never knew I´m so good with words.

Oh, look at him. He´s scared now! He really tries to get away from me. Can´t have that. I´m here to have fun and this is fun. “Even you, Spike. I could ride you at a gallop until your legs buckled and your eyes rolled up. I've got muscles you've never even dreamed of.’ Fuck, I like to do it. Fuck him.

I haven´t had a fuck for a while now. Damn that coma, damn B. If it wasn´t for her and her dumb friends I would be on the top now. Cool parties,dancing, fucking and money. Yeah. But she had to throw me of this fucking building and kill my boss. She´s going down for that. But first, I gonna end this.’ I could squeeze you until you pop like warm champagne and you'd beg me to hurt you just a little bit more. And you know why I don't?’

He looks at me expectantly. He wants it. He wants to fuck me right here in the Bronze. God, that would be the shocker. I fuck the undead. In B´s body.She would freak. But no, I don´t have the time. Gotta get out of this town, search a quiet place and get an idea how to get my revenge.

“Because it's wrong.’ Oh my, that´s so cool. I guess he´s going to combust without me pulling a stake. “I get this chip out . . . you and me are gonna have a confrontation.’ Ow, how cute! The big bad tries to scare me. I like to pad him on the head like a kitten. But I better get going. But he´s so right. There will be a confrontation. But the next time we´ll meet, B will be dead. And he meets Faith.

“Count on it.’